<?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-26863876</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:38:10.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>true-toyou</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>384</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7292410322772925531</id><published>2008-02-22T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T03:36:48.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;392 ; last post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pullthetrigger-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;! {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7292410322772925531?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7292410322772925531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7292410322772925531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7292410322772925531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7292410322772925531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/392-last-post-r-e-l-i-n-k-p-l-e-s-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-569674540508858049</id><published>2008-02-11T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T03:07:16.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;Caused I've moved. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-569674540508858049?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/569674540508858049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=569674540508858049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/569674540508858049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/569674540508858049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-struck-me-so-hard-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1967741612026481930</id><published>2008-02-10T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:48:24.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG MARK IS SO GAY.&lt;br /&gt;HE COMPLAIN EXACTLY LIKE A GIRL. xDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1967741612026481930?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1967741612026481930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1967741612026481930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1967741612026481930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1967741612026481930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-mark-is-so-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1470769316437818663</id><published>2008-02-10T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:37:13.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg, my father thinks that talking on MSN needs money! :O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know who's opaque. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heh heh heh heh heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;School starts tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and I haven't finish my SS essay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woooooots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PD 9 rocks, and I can definitely see that there's still PD 10 coming out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What about Shopaholic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is it coming out soon.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1470769316437818663?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1470769316437818663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1470769316437818663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1470769316437818663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1470769316437818663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-my-father-thinks-that-talking-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-9124102749294321838</id><published>2008-02-08T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:02:52.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one wanna play Hexic with me online. );&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-9124102749294321838?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9124102749294321838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=9124102749294321838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9124102749294321838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9124102749294321838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-one-wanna-play-hexic-with-me-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-671521278510205677</id><published>2008-02-07T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:00.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6wRCCTln1I/AAAAAAAABVI/iTNJA64Wh9s/s1600-h/Untitled+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164521599363555154" style="CURSOR: hand" height="77" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6wRCCTln1I/AAAAAAAABVI/iTNJA64Wh9s/s320/Untitled+5.bmp" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6wREiTln2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/C_X0VX_IWoE/s1600-h/Untitled+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164521642313228130" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" height="339" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6wREiTln2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/C_X0VX_IWoE/s320/Untitled+4.bmp" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0080ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0080ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SuE0E6ppxh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SuE0E6ppxh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see,&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing, everything that we should be,&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about,&lt;br /&gt;And she's got ev'rything that I have to live without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't even see anyone when he's with me,&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's fin'lly got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishin' on a wishin' star,&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singin', don't know why I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky 'cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishin' on a wishin' star,&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singin', don't know why I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light,&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart,&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do...&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough,&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see...&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addictive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-671521278510205677?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/671521278510205677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=671521278510205677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/671521278510205677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/671521278510205677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/rofl-dddddddd-drew-looks-at-me-i-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6wRCCTln1I/AAAAAAAABVI/iTNJA64Wh9s/s72-c/Untitled+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4362529970238246503</id><published>2008-02-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:01.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"EMCEES":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2syTlnwI/AAAAAAAABUg/xHCz_m-KVCM/s1600-h/DSC02394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281540756479746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2syTlnwI/AAAAAAAABUg/xHCz_m-KVCM/s320/DSC02394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drank (alot) of red wine in my house while playing 'truth or dare':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4AyTlnyI/AAAAAAAABUw/CCgCQ2sgHOc/s1600-h/DSC02396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282983865491234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4AyTlnyI/AAAAAAAABUw/CCgCQ2sgHOc/s320/DSC02396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2riTlnuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/ToUOk2RgIfE/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281519281643234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2riTlnuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/ToUOk2RgIfE/s320/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were drunkkkk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's dare (:P):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2tCTlnxI/AAAAAAAABUo/FXQUp288dLg/s1600-h/DSC02395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281545051447058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s2tCTlnxI/AAAAAAAABUo/FXQUp288dLg/s320/DSC02395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;My dare was to make the people swimming downstairs say hi back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl, darn farny. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;And we were SUPER HIGH, and we did alot of silly things.&lt;br /&gt;xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believed me and Mich did this at PP for 1 hour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4BCTlnzI/AAAAAAAABU4/J-3jg3h1Urs/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282988160458546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4BCTlnzI/AAAAAAAABU4/J-3jg3h1Urs/s320/DSC02389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4ByTln0I/AAAAAAAABVA/NARa_3wIq5k/s1600-h/DSC02391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164283001045360450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6s4ByTln0I/AAAAAAAABVA/NARa_3wIq5k/s320/DSC02391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Happy Chinese New Year. :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to 'bai nian' today.&lt;br /&gt;And went to pray at 'si ma lu'.&lt;br /&gt;It's sucha annual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4362529970238246503?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4362529970238246503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4362529970238246503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6365041840116996199</id><published>2008-02-06T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:34:21.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to Princess Diaries 9 now,&lt;br /&gt;updates later! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6365041840116996199?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6365041840116996199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6365041840116996199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6365041840116996199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6365041840116996199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-addicted-to-princess-diaries-9-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-746086834293973676</id><published>2008-02-05T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:39:01.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a much better mood than yesterday! :D&lt;br /&gt;I just finish showering after watching 'shou zu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PP with Clarissa after discussing our emcee script for tmrw, and had pasta there. :D&lt;br /&gt;And then went to buy some stuff and books from Borders. We met Mr Lim there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan K.H trainee teacher. He was soooooo diff, as in dressing and all that. Haha, and me and Clar just chatted with him for like dunno-how-long, super long lah. About nothing, and random stuff. Haha, do you know he's only __!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot tell right? He haven't even serve NS yet, and when he told me, I was so shocked, not to mention Clar. Hahaha. And we made him carry our stuffs and blahs. Darn farnnyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yaya! He's an ex tk-sian, and was taught by Mr Tan K.H before! Got so qiao not. Lolololol. He'll serve NS this april, lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! Today was supper retarded, we had to sign a 3E card for the Hamper thingy tomorrow, and just so Justin Lee's signature was beside me (I help him scribble one btw, cos he say he don't wanna sign...) and JUST SO HAPPEN I drew a heart beside my name, and JUST SO HAPPEN I stupidly signed his name beside mine, my class gotta make a BIG hoo-ha about it. Saying I got good choice or whatever.... :SSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;And Seah Owen even took a pic of it, zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. Whateverrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutian's blarrrrdy funny siaaa lah. xDD (Paiseh, random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOOOOOOOOOOOODY CLASS got 21 people scoring 20++ over 25 for the E maths Level test, and I'm ranked like the last few, with 17, to be exact, 16.5 marks. Wtf? And everyone got A1/A2 for Physics quiz, losing to 3B by 1.2%, otherwise we toppp again lor, nabei. Stewwwpid right? I feel so inferior compared to them, and woots, my A maths got 9.5/25. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolllllllllllllll. Screeeewww Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I needa do the script for the emcee thingy liaozzzz, byezzxzxzxzxzxz. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-746086834293973676?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/746086834293973676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=746086834293973676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/746086834293973676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/746086834293973676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-in-much-better-mood-than-yesterday-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8161697735785295356</id><published>2008-02-04T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:02:35.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is going to be a retarded post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be so retarded that I won't bother finishing it in perfect English and paragraphing it. Nvrmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I met a big pervert on the bus today. Let's call him the perv. Anyway I went to PP with mich, and we were taking bus back to my house and for her, back to school, with my sis and her KC-ians when this guy, dressed super like Mr V. Tan who came onto the bus and stood beside us. Then so me and mich were SOMEHOW singing the CNY songs, you know, those? Um, yah, then that guy turned around and smiled at us. :S with his perv smile lah, naturally. Damn gross. Slowly, he was like getting closer and closer to me and mich, and I didn't even realise in the beginning you know? And when I found out I signalled to mich about him lah. Mich moved and I had more space, thank goodness. But she left soon after. Which made thing worse. I went to stand with my sis and her friend and that guy actually followed. And as I held onto the bar, the guy went over and put HIS FCUKING HAND OVER MINE. I moved away lah siao bodoh, and after failing to 'touch' me, he went to kajiao me sis and her friend. We were all super scared, so we didn't do anything and just got off the bus immediately at the next stop. BLOOOOOOODY ASS HOLE. GO AND DIE LAH. I didn't even know I was tramautised until I went out and bought the required pulps drink for chem tmrw, and that was when I realised I was supar scared to walk alone through the road. Fck lah, ask that person go and die. -.- And also yesterday! Me and Astrid went to shar's house and bake and as we're waiting for shar to get the yoghurt for baking, there's this idiotic person who took pic of me and astrid with his phone. Wtfffffffff. I know this is damn retarded but I cannot stand it liaozzz lah.zz. assssshole. Btw we went to shar's house to bake for Vivian, no we were baking Vivian's beeday cake actually. I'm sorry Vivian that I have to wish you Happy birthday through this manner in my blog but I really cannot tahan liaoz. I cannot even study properly for chem and phy right now. So tell me what to do?!?!?! Should I opt for counselling?!?! Is that even how you spell it, actually I don't care! And one more thing egging me is that I know about stuff but not suppose to know. Damn irritating but I shan't care about it. And so this ends my post for the day. Anddd that perv's smile is still deeply etched in my mind... I think I should sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Don't strain your eyes, so don't read.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8161697735785295356?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8161697735785295356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8161697735785295356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8161697735785295356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8161697735785295356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-going-to-be-retarded-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1086859781397469666</id><published>2008-02-02T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:32:35.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy bee-day &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you grow taller and stronger by the day kkkkkk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I just finish practising A maths, and is gonna do E maths later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have no maid, I have to do all the housework chores on alternative days together with my sister and set alarm clock and wake myself up on school days. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem waking up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 2 ticks in the latecomer list already.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8+ yesterday morning. xD&lt;br /&gt;And only reach school at about 8.40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mr Tan K.H in school, and when I told him I forgot to set the alarm clock, he asked me to scold the alarm clock, and I was like "huh?" which he later on waved me to get back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Lol? rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like so shit, cos I've never been late last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sis ponned school yesterday cos she's afraid that the school will hamtam her for reaching so late... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the tk road run was a flop. And everyone's drenched!&lt;br /&gt;So as some people are blading at ECP under the massive torrents of rain,&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home sleeping like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway have you heard about the *** scandal of Edison Chen and Gillian Chung/Bobo Chan?&lt;br /&gt;Their porno pics are circulating the cyberworld like maddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? Edison Chen leh, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so I guess it's none of my business but ahem it's Edison Chen.&lt;br /&gt;Ah whutevarrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Add-on:&lt;/em&gt; Ew, I just realise Xiaxue blogged about the scandal in great details with photos. o.O Ewwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1086859781397469666?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1086859781397469666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1086859781397469666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1086859781397469666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1086859781397469666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-bee-day-mark-d-hope-you-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2620467635969888852</id><published>2008-01-31T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:49:35.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WATCH THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wk51lfLfIQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wk51lfLfIQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flTqYYRTIZc&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flTqYYRTIZc&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiuJing sent this to me online and had a great time roaring with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn funny lor, Dick Lee's singing some stupid song. :D&lt;br /&gt;And the star wars one, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;'Nan qiao?' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I wanna get a new phone, W380i, the purple one damn chio lor.&lt;br /&gt;Go see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/seethephone/w380?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en"&gt;http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/seethephone/w380?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or either that Junhui's touchscreen phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/overview/w960i?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en"&gt;http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/overview/w960i?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this checkered one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/seethephone/w380?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en"&gt;http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/seethephone/w380?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I prefer flip phone more tho ;D&lt;br /&gt;Bias towards them. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't look like Justin Lee, he's definitely not my brother either. We're not related in ANY SORT. And I don't like Shannon Phua. Okay Owen? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible monsters in class. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagbacks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lemuel&lt;/span&gt;! What brings you here? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LiuJing&lt;/span&gt;, you're goodamn tall lah, please grow shorter, cos you're like already one head higher abv me already, refer to pic :DD &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O'wen&lt;/span&gt; can go and die. :P And &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Huimin,&lt;/span&gt; I love to! (; HELLO &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ASHAYYY&lt;/span&gt;. Yo &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Astrid&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Mich.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2620467635969888852?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2620467635969888852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2620467635969888852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2620467635969888852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2620467635969888852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/watch-this-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3143182387465321246</id><published>2008-01-30T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:15.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like after so long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;@ the Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5iTlmpI/AAAAAAAABLo/1iktfDLtL1U/s1600-h/DSC02258.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161209724311804562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5iTlmpI/AAAAAAAABLo/1iktfDLtL1U/s320/DSC02258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polar bear (:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5yTlmqI/AAAAAAAABLw/lzyIhqYUyYw/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161209728606771874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5yTlmqI/AAAAAAAABLw/lzyIhqYUyYw/s320/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The jackass penguins. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM6CTlmrI/AAAAAAAABL4/W9AvWATisXE/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161209732901739186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM6CTlmrI/AAAAAAAABL4/W9AvWATisXE/s320/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNpCTlmuI/AAAAAAAABMQ/7oYojI9q0Uc/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161210540355590882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNpCTlmuI/AAAAAAAABMQ/7oYojI9q0Uc/s320/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;And lovely stan! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM6CTlmsI/AAAAAAAABMA/5iGIW-oH1Rs/s1600-h/DSC02359.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161209732901739202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM6CTlmsI/AAAAAAAABMA/5iGIW-oH1Rs/s320/DSC02359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside posing with the 'cow'. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;@ Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLvyTlmfI/AAAAAAAABKY/GGApfsRjJWY/s1600-h/before+arrival.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208457296452082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLvyTlmfI/AAAAAAAABKY/GGApfsRjJWY/s320/before+arrival.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRUyTlm3I/AAAAAAAABNY/wpvposmLAxU/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161214590509751154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRUyTlm3I/AAAAAAAABNY/wpvposmLAxU/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guess who is who. xD&lt;br /&gt;That was a wrong shot. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRYCTlm7I/AAAAAAAABN4/bBFQq5kIihs/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161214646344326066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRYCTlm7I/AAAAAAAABN4/bBFQq5kIihs/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Super nice cakes!&lt;br /&gt;But damn ex also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRWCTlm5I/AAAAAAAABNo/VPugB-ieNbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161214611984587666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRWCTlm5I/AAAAAAAABNo/VPugB-ieNbQ/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU0yTlnCI/AAAAAAAABOw/GH5HAJmkVUo/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161218438800448546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU0yTlnCI/AAAAAAAABOw/GH5HAJmkVUo/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With Miss Lim Ah Ber. (:&lt;br /&gt;She's actually very nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRXCTlm6I/AAAAAAAABNw/uH2587N12rQ/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161214629164456866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRXCTlm6I/AAAAAAAABNw/uH2587N12rQ/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tak unglam. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BktCTlnbI/AAAAAAAABR4/Evzxc2Y40Tk/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235897842507186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BktCTlnbI/AAAAAAAABR4/Evzxc2Y40Tk/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With my buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSgSTlm8I/AAAAAAAABOA/dXKwBUBLlM8/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161215887589874626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSgSTlm8I/AAAAAAAABOA/dXKwBUBLlM8/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;With Pam and Sachi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BShCTlm9I/AAAAAAAABOI/lojwDHkVqhs/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161215900474776530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BShCTlm9I/AAAAAAAABOI/lojwDHkVqhs/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BShyTlm-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/vck5zX_qt50/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161215913359678434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BShyTlm-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/vck5zX_qt50/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSiSTlm_I/AAAAAAAABOY/VIbSr_SEUKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161215921949613042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSiSTlm_I/AAAAAAAABOY/VIbSr_SEUKQ/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSiyTlnAI/AAAAAAAABOg/eolkSKzAT5M/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161215930539547650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BSiyTlnAI/AAAAAAAABOg/eolkSKzAT5M/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNoyTlmtI/AAAAAAAABMI/TZl0K7jti5I/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161210536060623570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNoyTlmtI/AAAAAAAABMI/TZl0K7jti5I/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BibyTlnTI/AAAAAAAABQ4/2rp_6hbl8So/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161233402466508082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BibyTlnTI/AAAAAAAABQ4/2rp_6hbl8So/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjsCTlnVI/AAAAAAAABRI/QqTmSMdUEXE/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161234781151010130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjsCTlnVI/AAAAAAAABRI/QqTmSMdUEXE/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BicSTlnUI/AAAAAAAABRA/EHR-0M69hag/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161233411056442690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BicSTlnUI/AAAAAAAABRA/EHR-0M69hag/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRViTlm4I/AAAAAAAABNg/L38t_zRFCZs/s1600-h/DSC02676.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161214603394653058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BRViTlm4I/AAAAAAAABNg/L38t_zRFCZs/s320/DSC02676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The beach is damn nicee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn5yTlnnI/AAAAAAAABTY/qGuFAI2kT7g/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161239415420722802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn5yTlnnI/AAAAAAAABTY/qGuFAI2kT7g/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLwCTlmhI/AAAAAAAABKo/2SKd9nlGukM/s1600-h/drawing+at+the+beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208461591419410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLwCTlmhI/AAAAAAAABKo/2SKd9nlGukM/s320/drawing+at+the+beach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLwiTlmiI/AAAAAAAABKw/bup638tH_Hg/s1600-h/DSC00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208470181354018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLwiTlmiI/AAAAAAAABKw/bup638tH_Hg/s320/DSC00046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU1iTlnDI/AAAAAAAABO4/ldRtFzON1pI/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161218451685350450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU1iTlnDI/AAAAAAAABO4/ldRtFzON1pI/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU2iTlnFI/AAAAAAAABPI/_T3djahIbPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161218468865219666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU2iTlnFI/AAAAAAAABPI/_T3djahIbPQ/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna say how many retakes we took for this :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU2CTlnEI/AAAAAAAABPA/-LhqGv7kE-I/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161218460275285058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BU2CTlnEI/AAAAAAAABPA/-LhqGv7kE-I/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXryTlnOI/AAAAAAAABQQ/kc-gGoGOzdU/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161221582716509410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXryTlnOI/AAAAAAAABQQ/kc-gGoGOzdU/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXsiTlnPI/AAAAAAAABQY/3eCxa4KQBcw/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161221595601411314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXsiTlnPI/AAAAAAAABQY/3eCxa4KQBcw/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXqSTlnLI/AAAAAAAABP4/Mx4Jo8H40TU/s1600-h/IMG_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161221556946705586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXqSTlnLI/AAAAAAAABP4/Mx4Jo8H40TU/s320/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWtCTlnJI/AAAAAAAABPo/wLfiC30cNJM/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161220504679718034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWtCTlnJI/AAAAAAAABPo/wLfiC30cNJM/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXqyTlnMI/AAAAAAAABQA/gwNMy2HThac/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161221565536640194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXqyTlnMI/AAAAAAAABQA/gwNMy2HThac/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With LiuJing and Xianghao.&lt;br /&gt;I was pushed lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXrSTlnNI/AAAAAAAABQI/QdACAPlA-Ks/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161221574126574802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BXrSTlnNI/AAAAAAAABQI/QdACAPlA-Ks/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BiaCTlnQI/AAAAAAAABQg/35TzTu_6IYs/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161233372401736962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BiaCTlnQI/AAAAAAAABQg/35TzTu_6IYs/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeekay girls' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BiaiTlnRI/AAAAAAAABQo/8xbbtGTi2zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161233380991671570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BiaiTlnRI/AAAAAAAABQo/8xbbtGTi2zQ/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare's buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BibSTlnSI/AAAAAAAABQw/okpViUjSWWg/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161233393876573474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BibSTlnSI/AAAAAAAABQw/okpViUjSWWg/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hweeling's buddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWsiTlnII/AAAAAAAABPg/mozUPf2pTj8/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161220496089783426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWsiTlnII/AAAAAAAABPg/mozUPf2pTj8/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWrCTlnGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/quHzE-Q-xI8/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161220470319979618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWrCTlnGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/quHzE-Q-xI8/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWriTlnHI/AAAAAAAABPY/cDNAo4hfCFM/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161220478909914226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWriTlnHI/AAAAAAAABPY/cDNAo4hfCFM/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWtyTlnKI/AAAAAAAABPw/mw7dG5XTywg/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161220517564619938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BWtyTlnKI/AAAAAAAABPw/mw7dG5XTywg/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQOiTlm0I/AAAAAAAABNA/goGo5fSOvR8/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161213383623940930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQOiTlm0I/AAAAAAAABNA/goGo5fSOvR8/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjuCTlnWI/AAAAAAAABRQ/CJSYbTBnYk4/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161234815510748514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjuCTlnWI/AAAAAAAABRQ/CJSYbTBnYk4/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is DAMN NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Love it like madd. ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjuiTlnXI/AAAAAAAABRY/X_sTgjp1L6I/s1600-h/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161234824100683122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjuiTlnXI/AAAAAAAABRY/X_sTgjp1L6I/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjvCTlnYI/AAAAAAAABRg/xTnLJFwAICY/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161234832690617730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjvCTlnYI/AAAAAAAABRg/xTnLJFwAICY/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BksiTlnaI/AAAAAAAABRw/BZhtp_jz-0w/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235889252572578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BksiTlnaI/AAAAAAAABRw/BZhtp_jz-0w/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjviTlnZI/AAAAAAAABRo/__SAMPr-K48/s1600-h/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161234841280552338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BjviTlnZI/AAAAAAAABRo/__SAMPr-K48/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQNyTlmzI/AAAAAAAABM4/AlmOLRxGmiE/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161213370739039026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQNyTlmzI/AAAAAAAABM4/AlmOLRxGmiE/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0199-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="355" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/IMG_0199-1.jpg" width="518" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was great. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@ Chinatown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrESTlnpI/AAAAAAAABTo/LoySKQpi4Hs/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242894344232594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrESTlnpI/AAAAAAAABTo/LoySKQpi4Hs/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrFCTlnqI/AAAAAAAABTw/QZKmTMWjjyw/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242907229134498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrFCTlnqI/AAAAAAAABTw/QZKmTMWjjyw/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrFyTlnrI/AAAAAAAABT4/bxqfWQtqFHw/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242920114036402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrFyTlnrI/AAAAAAAABT4/bxqfWQtqFHw/s320/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BliyTlniI/AAAAAAAABSw/OqRrvOuyChA/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161236821260475938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BliyTlniI/AAAAAAAABSw/OqRrvOuyChA/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrGSTlnsI/AAAAAAAABUA/_ROkqtZ9Xqo/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242928703971010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrGSTlnsI/AAAAAAAABUA/_ROkqtZ9Xqo/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrGyTlntI/AAAAAAAABUI/qacZd1jekh4/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242937293905618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BrGyTlntI/AAAAAAAABUI/qacZd1jekh4/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn6STlnoI/AAAAAAAABTg/v-OqjwSGz94/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161239424010657410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn6STlnoI/AAAAAAAABTg/v-OqjwSGz94/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlhiTlnhI/AAAAAAAABSo/uqIJ2pt0IzY/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161236799785639442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlhiTlnhI/AAAAAAAABSo/uqIJ2pt0IzY/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0260.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="457" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/IMG_0260.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy, but I didn't bring enough cash that day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@ some Malay place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn3STlnkI/AAAAAAAABTA/ntFBslaPGgU/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161239372471049794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn3STlnkI/AAAAAAAABTA/ntFBslaPGgU/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn4CTlnlI/AAAAAAAABTI/F899abQyLHY/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161239385355951698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn4CTlnlI/AAAAAAAABTI/F899abQyLHY/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn4yTlnmI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WbNgCcjP9pI/s1600-h/IMG_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161239398240853602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6Bn4yTlnmI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WbNgCcjP9pI/s320/IMG_0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNpSTlmvI/AAAAAAAABMY/7ZiFhR085zc/s1600-h/shoes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161210544650558194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNpSTlmvI/AAAAAAAABMY/7ZiFhR085zc/s320/shoes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@ Little India&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkuSTlncI/AAAAAAAABSA/RO-8oMlMZDE/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235919317343682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkuSTlncI/AAAAAAAABSA/RO-8oMlMZDE/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="286" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/blah.jpg" width="424" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkvCTlndI/AAAAAAAABSI/t2a39MR-JTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235932202245586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkvCTlndI/AAAAAAAABSI/t2a39MR-JTQ/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLvSTlmeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/PUSN7bZjYKQ/s1600-h/4retards.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208448706517474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BLvSTlmeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/PUSN7bZjYKQ/s320/4retards.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bottom right is my husband, Hazel Leong.&lt;br /&gt;We walked throught Chinatown holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;We're are definitely more lovin' than clar and shar :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkviTlneI/AAAAAAAABSQ/o8kzpBFCxf4/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235940792180194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BkviTlneI/AAAAAAAABSQ/o8kzpBFCxf4/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @ Long Beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlfyTlnfI/AAAAAAAABSY/aiiEbfbcn4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161236769720868338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlfyTlnfI/AAAAAAAABSY/aiiEbfbcn4Y/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlgSTlngI/AAAAAAAABSg/jQFLIoiyOaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161236778310802946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BlgSTlngI/AAAAAAAABSg/jQFLIoiyOaQ/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BljiTlnjI/AAAAAAAABS4/tpSjzd3lON0/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNqSTlmxI/AAAAAAAABMo/lmhSvW7TNew/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161210561830427410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNqSTlmxI/AAAAAAAABMo/lmhSvW7TNew/s320/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food rockssss. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161210553240492802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BNpyTlmwI/AAAAAAAABMg/xXeSoeVTgb0/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ice Skating @ Kallang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQNCTlmyI/AAAAAAAABMw/NLgh2VEL9_8/s1600-h/DSC02362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161213357854137122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQNCTlmyI/AAAAAAAABMw/NLgh2VEL9_8/s320/DSC02362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMMCTlmmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/bCKKOW8zna8/s1600-h/DSC00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208942627756642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMMCTlmmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/bCKKOW8zna8/s320/DSC00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQOyTlm1I/AAAAAAAABNI/R-qELDS9m_0/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMMiTlmnI/AAAAAAAABLY/Iq6mxGaXMTY/s1600-h/DSC00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208951217691250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMMiTlmnI/AAAAAAAABLY/Iq6mxGaXMTY/s320/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5iTlmoI/AAAAAAAABLg/h9FfOPJ8ZiU/s1600-h/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161209724311804546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5iTlmoI/AAAAAAAABLg/h9FfOPJ8ZiU/s320/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's damn adorable right! We bumped into her while skating, and she never stopped talking.&lt;br /&gt;She's damn cute lah, she kepy raving about having Japanese blood, and blahs.&lt;br /&gt;She even have a bf! ROFLMAO. ;D&lt;br /&gt;She hugged me and shar before she left. So cute right! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name's Xan btw, and she live at Ale&lt;b&gt;xan&lt;/b&gt;dria Road. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMLiTlmlI/AAAAAAAABLI/KqGi4UsocEg/s1600-h/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161208934037822034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BMLiTlmlI/AAAAAAAABLI/KqGi4UsocEg/s320/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQPCTlm2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/dcQVdpTKPOo/s1600-h/DSC02363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161213392213875554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BQPCTlm2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/dcQVdpTKPOo/s320/DSC02363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fish spaghetti at Leisure Park rocks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Realise Mich and Shar always tiptoe when they take pics? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah, okay, blog till I wanna die liaozzzzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3143182387465321246?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3143182387465321246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3143182387465321246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3143182387465321246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3143182387465321246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/like-after-so-long-zoo-polar-bear.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/R6BM5iTlmpI/AAAAAAAABLo/1iktfDLtL1U/s72-c/DSC02258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7862355423500020028</id><published>2008-01-29T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:39:09.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I change my mind about Shannon Phua,&lt;br /&gt;he's a nice guy, and we can talk about funny stuff during chem now.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he lended me his umbrella today without me having to ask! (:&lt;br /&gt;I was so wrong about him.&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm never ever gonna judge someone from the first impression already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I found out on my tabletop today? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Someone&lt;/u&gt; wrote in pencil, "The Jabman strikes... again!"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL, no need to guess liao lor, comfirm is &lt;em&gt;He Qixiang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, he craved, as in &lt;strong&gt;really craved&lt;/strong&gt;, my name, HUGE, with something sharp onto my table. Win liao lor, later teacher think is I vandalised de lor... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And previously, he and whom I assume to be, Tze Siang, wrote on my organiser some stupid shiatttttt about going to his house, and give him money, with the signed name of 'Bong' &amp;amp; 'Jabman'. Comfirm is, you-know-who(s). xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still went around asking my class who's organiser is it. So maluuuuuu. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?!?!?! My buddy scored &lt;strong&gt;FULL MARKS&lt;/strong&gt; for the e maths test that Mr Tan gave a few days back! Like wtffffffff? I've got 50% wrong, and she got &lt;strong&gt;FULL MARKS&lt;/strong&gt; eh! WTFFFF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, my new maid was just sent away this morning. Reason being, my mother caught her steal&lt;u&gt;ing&lt;/u&gt; $1000 from her handbag. It was utterly nasty. She denied the whole process, and mother ALMOST called the cops. But she didn't, she said something about giving her another chance or whatever. Her bags where checked before she left, and my mother found my missing mp3, 6pieces of garments from my sis and I, 2 bottles of shampoo and some other of my mother's. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you shocked? Cos I am. She's been here barely 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my mother slapped her, like twice. :OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I just got to know of this nia. My mother was damn funny when she told me about it, and my sis was like heartbroken(???). K whatever. I lost my contact lens box, I wonder if SHE took it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; Junhui said the best way to get eyelashes like his, is to cut it and let it grow bushier and longer. LMAO. Slack HCL like madddddddd. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7862355423500020028?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7862355423500020028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7862355423500020028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7862355423500020028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7862355423500020028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-change-my-mind-about-shannon-phua-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2155291127574224780</id><published>2008-01-28T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:25:51.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I took alot of photos during the china exchange thingy and will post it up soon! Like after the tests tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I sent my buddy off during the farewell party yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I gotta mug for chem and phy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2155291127574224780?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2155291127574224780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2155291127574224780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2155291127574224780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2155291127574224780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-i-took-alot-of-photos-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4442398062509934893</id><published>2008-01-24T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:50:59.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My home's com is like so big. Now that I'm used to the small screen of my lap, my com's screen is like super big, and... I'm just not used to it. My skin is horrendous here. It's completely to the right. But it's totally normal in my lap, cos it's exactly nicely fixed in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnyway, with Ngee Ann, Zhonghua and of cos, our buddies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zoo and the Discovery Centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;s&gt;a total bore&lt;/s&gt;quite alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only can remember me being super hungry, Sheba the Polar bear that waved to us, Stan the seal and all those freaking adorable small jackass penguins! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the zoo was the surf thingy show and everything else was just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovery Centre was also... I even fell asleep during the screening of some stupid show about aircrafts, with cotton candy on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't even took much photos. If it used to be like before, we sure took alot of photos one lor, but somehow after sec3, we just lost interest in camwhoring. Lolllls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of Stan's and the jackasses though!&lt;br /&gt;Damn cute lah, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tests on Monday! And I want to know my Chem results! )':&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyys. I need to sleep. Goodnight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weilin:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha yeah! Send me k (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL, you should see the sec1 one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiMin:&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't make the blogskin lahssss. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JunHui:&lt;/strong&gt; Lawl, I promoting you leh. Thank me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merilyn:&lt;/strong&gt; I maths sure fail le lor D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah I like it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiJun:&lt;/strong&gt; Why you wanna go? Gotta retake test all that leh, and I didn't dance lah! I was walking okayss. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4442398062509934893?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4442398062509934893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4442398062509934893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4442398062509934893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4442398062509934893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-homes-com-is-like-so-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7721728415348939883</id><published>2008-01-23T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T06:26:15.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have no idea how tired and unwell I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7721728415348939883?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7721728415348939883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7721728415348939883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7721728415348939883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7721728415348939883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-have-no-idea-how-tired-and-unwell-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5115043963594751467</id><published>2008-01-22T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:15.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This will be a quick one.</title><content type='html'>This will be a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Ng was not around today, and HCL was free. 2 full periods, full without any given assignments. That's like no longer applicable in sec3. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Clar, Weilin, Bryan, Boobi and Junhui sat around and talked for the whole two periods. Freaking hilarious lah. Not bad lor, the 2g people are like so 'together'. I mean the 3 boys has a choice to talk to other people from other classes and Weilin popped up from the other side of the room. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bonded. Kay anyway, it was really fun, talking crap. And blahs. Btw, all those super lagggggggg 2g-peeps, there's a chalet this coming June. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY OKAY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDtVBb6FI/AAAAAAAABI4/uvhDL-G5HjQ/s1600-h/P22-01-08_09.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158314500471646290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDtVBb6FI/AAAAAAAABI4/uvhDL-G5HjQ/s320/P22-01-08_09.28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui : 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Should be quite familliar with this pic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDslBb6DI/AAAAAAAABIo/yEqaazlTzSY/s1600-h/P22-01-08_09.25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158314487586744370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDslBb6DI/AAAAAAAABIo/yEqaazlTzSY/s320/P22-01-08_09.25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui : Primary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDs1Bb6EI/AAAAAAAABIw/PmqKaDWGAfM/s1600-h/P22-01-08_09.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158314491881711682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDs1Bb6EI/AAAAAAAABIw/PmqKaDWGAfM/s320/P22-01-08_09.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui : Primary 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YK0lBb6GI/AAAAAAAABJA/6I6dWGkKbfY/s1600-h/Nationalday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158322321607092322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YK0lBb6GI/AAAAAAAABJA/6I6dWGkKbfY/s320/Nationalday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui : Sec3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost Junhui's Sec1 photo. But oh well, these are enough, haha. But the sec1 funnier, got center parting. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I still need to study for Cheena and finish up E-maths and A-maths hw. China buddy's in singapore already! Gosh. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5115043963594751467?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5115043963594751467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5115043963594751467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5115043963594751467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5115043963594751467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-will-be-quick-one.html' title='This will be a quick one.'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5YDtVBb6FI/AAAAAAAABI4/uvhDL-G5HjQ/s72-c/P22-01-08_09.28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6622993278657787725</id><published>2008-01-21T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:18.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLT1Bb57I/AAAAAAAABHo/rm7eLCx6vt4/s1600-h/DSC02241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157900646012938162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLT1Bb57I/AAAAAAAABHo/rm7eLCx6vt4/s320/DSC02241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's super nice today, so round. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLT1Bb58I/AAAAAAAABHw/zMQ6TLfXa_k/s1600-h/DSC02239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157900646012938178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLT1Bb58I/AAAAAAAABHw/zMQ6TLfXa_k/s320/DSC02239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my calculator dropped today and it's LCD screen got damaged, and I had to buy another one in time for my Maths test. Cost me $19, wtf. Super ex, I wonder if it's due to the inflation thingy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the test was alright. At least that was how I feel after I've completed the test, and I shouldn't do too badly since I've practised on completing the square and sketch-graph like mad yesterday. But due to my dismay, I've gotten the wrong values for my x-intercept. I got undefined. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my max was correct lah. If the max point is -3, then how can the other x-values be positive? Right? Right? I've been telling that to Clar, Sonia and Hweeling after the test but they just don't get my point. Lawlsssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shit lah, Mr Tan said I didn't do that well for the test. I've already studied, and if I still cannot do well, I don't know what else can I do to improve liao. Like, seriously. I'm so demoralised right now. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the only one that needs to stayback for maths. )'':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed A1 for Physics test just by one mark! And one more mark for Chem to A2. Walao! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SMvFBb6BI/AAAAAAAABIY/NPH4-jTo7-Y/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157902213676001298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SMvFBb6BI/AAAAAAAABIY/NPH4-jTo7-Y/s320/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vista rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLUFBb59I/AAAAAAAABH4/kFmblCa2rTY/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157900650307905490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLUFBb59I/AAAAAAAABH4/kFmblCa2rTY/s320/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157900667487774706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLVFBb5_I/AAAAAAAABII/hMwMRtt2YyA/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SNy1Bb6CI/AAAAAAAABIg/iTHg_LVFZ30/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157903377612138530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SNy1Bb6CI/AAAAAAAABIg/iTHg_LVFZ30/s320/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLU1Bb5-I/AAAAAAAABIA/yOcJ_qSczAg/s1600-h/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157900663192807394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLU1Bb5-I/AAAAAAAABIA/yOcJ_qSczAg/s320/DSC02234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smiley faces are from one of the game in my com.&lt;br /&gt;I find it damn cute lor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very lazy to set contrast to the photos, therefore it looks abit fugly. And moreover, Photofiltre is not installed in my com, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, needa study Phy and Chem. Toodles. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P/S: Obviously my blogskin has something on the left but I thought it only happens to my lap, but horror to horror, it's the same when I check it out on my house com. Sian, will re-do it again, soon.. when I have time. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6622993278657787725?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6622993278657787725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6622993278657787725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6622993278657787725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6622993278657787725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/moons-super-nice-today-so-round.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R5SLT1Bb57I/AAAAAAAABHo/rm7eLCx6vt4/s72-c/DSC02241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7676908090891249342</id><published>2008-01-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T09:07:05.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like really finally! I finally get to blog. My laptop is so laggggggggg due to the moody Vodafone. I've been trying to get into Blogger don't know since when, but my internet just said 'BLOGGER' doesn't exist. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my laptop is super lag. I have to wait for it to turn into light blue before it can work well. Green light is supppppparrrr lag, and currently it's showing greeen. Tsk, horrible Vodafone M1's got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I bought my laptop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so it's white, and Vaio. Gosh, super chio. And I even get to choose any mouse. The mouse is even chioer, seriously. There's diamond fixed on it, and it' pink. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my whole lappie like siao, although I'm still dreading the connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't work last night when I just bought it. It was just plain dreadful as I had to call up M1 and do all those shit. But still, it did not work and they told me to call up technical assistance the next day. And so I did. Just to find out that the prob lies with the device. I was called stupid for not being able to make it work. And when we found out that the prob was with the device, I didn't get any apology back. Nabei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought it all the way to M1 and asked for a switch. Blardy long quene, and when it's finally my turn, that person told me my dad needed to be there to sign something. Zzzzzzzzz. After which I called him and wandered around PP. Saw Dean, Bryan and Eugene who was going to Qixiang's house. Haha, damn funny to see them in long pants, :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling the stuff, went home and downloaded Msn, and Msn Plus. Took dunno how many hours. Studied at the meantime. I still dunno how do you make perfect square out of a x-square and a numerical number. Asked lotsa people, but none knew. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I sucked at maths. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, happy birthday theo, it's 12.55 AM now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Which means it's one day closer to my buddy's arrival! Lawlssssssss. Next week's gonna be super busy with China Exchange and tests. We'll be skipping all the staybacks in school for that week. Ecstatic, not. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will mean makeups for all those freaking lessons! I don't want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy's present cost like 20++ dollars. I bought them together with the January and Febuary babies' present. Cost me like about, 60. Damn ex, and I took dunno how long just to save 90, and it's just gone like that. Lol. My father's not giving me much btw. What's with the school files and whatever, I have to pay through my savings most of the time. Terrible. I need financial assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really ought to thank her for coming Sinagpore. Because, I get to dine at Longbeach. We've not been doing that much, and I miss it. Plus, I get to go out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me happy thinking about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I think I should stop. My hand's like burning from resting on the lap's keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adios. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I've come to realise, he doesn't need my blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7676908090891249342?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7676908090891249342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7676908090891249342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7676908090891249342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7676908090891249342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-like-really-finally-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2243208585313726167</id><published>2008-01-16T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:18.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R44Uu1Bb56I/AAAAAAAABHg/OpQ0hz1UbE4/s1600-h/alvydelis_by_solliciter%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156081418125436834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R44Uu1Bb56I/AAAAAAAABHg/OpQ0hz1UbE4/s320/alvydelis_by_solliciter%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shittyass, I'm practising A Maths now, on the inspection method but is stuck with the stupard B-root formula, and gotta refer to my E Maths notes. &lt;em&gt;-Sigh-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec3's really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect it to be so overwhelming at first, but yeah, I gotta to agree that, I'm feeling the pressure already. Just look at the staybacks with have everyday. Okay, maybe not for all of you, but for me, I'm staying back like everyday lah! Plus the fact that I feel compelled to do well, now that my class are all about the same standard as me, or even faster than me, I need to hone my skills, or I'll be left behind during Science class, with a big question mark, and a "Huh??????" following up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And then Shannon will be like, HA HA HA HA. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, no offence. He let me walk pass him today. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, U-turning. Although, more time are used to study now, I'm rather happy that my efforts are really paying off. I got 20.5 for compo, and mind you, it's my first 20, and I did study for it, so I'm rather proud about myself. (: &lt;s&gt;Whatever lah, say I show-off lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that line's for Bryan Halim. He keeps.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, nvrmind. He sabo-ed me during Cheena today. Although reading a passage is not that much of a torment or a big deal, still.. I never sabo him lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe I did... Like once? But it's still at least better than him throwing a whole packet of frozen, wet and dirty raw chicken wings onto my skirt right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my point. Although I don't hate him, I just don't understand him. And I'm not pissed or angry, whatever with him, I'm just bushuang. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvrmind, it's okay. I've found out that, I-G-N-O-R-E. Ignore. Is the word to shut him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Goodness. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2243208585313726167?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2243208585313726167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2243208585313726167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2243208585313726167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2243208585313726167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/R44Uu1Bb56I/AAAAAAAABHg/OpQ0hz1UbE4/s72-c/alvydelis_by_solliciter%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7297700391969365140</id><published>2008-01-15T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T03:03:19.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The East's raining alot these few days. Tsk, terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had Chem and Physics quiz, and bah, I don't think I'll be getting the A1s. But hopefully, (even by a fluke), I still hope I'll get at least an A2. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan made Ryan and Saifu run around the lab for 100 rounds today for not doing the summary/bringing book(s). Okay, not exactly 100. Saifu ran &lt;s&gt;only&lt;/s&gt; 9 rounds, and Ryan stopped after Saifu started. I think Saifu kinda suffered from 'asthma attack' after 9 rounds, and somehow got into the sickbay, escorted by Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, we were having lessons on Diffusion, somehow or rather Mr Tan used Saifu and Ryan as an analogy of the particles, gaining energy and whatever shit nots. He was saying something about the ____ can't run and the skinny one can run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole class starting laughing like mad, and I was choking on my laughter. I wonder why ah, I never once laugh loudly in 3E you know, unlike 2G. Tskkk. Kay, you may not find it funny now as I say it. But, if you've been there, you'll surely roar with laughter lor! It's like consecutive laughter for dunno how long lahhh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, Mr Tan said Saifu's acting, to escape punishment, but I think otherwise after looking at how shagged he is. Clarissa said it was sadistic. Oh well, I'm never ever gonna not do my Chem homework. Duh! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3E's abit cranky during Chem lesson. I also don't understand why. Fahan No. 2 (there's 2 Fahan(s) in my class xD) suddenly said he needed to shit, and Mr Tan sent Shannon asking him whether he needs tissue paper. After which, Fahan came back with his shirt undressed, stained by some stuff or whatever. At one point which Stefan said something about cramps, also very funny lor. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, Chem's not boring today. It's so entertaining lah. Mr Tan also laughed kay. Like alot! xD&lt;br /&gt;And Shannon's okay lah. Better than Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total opposite's English. -.-&lt;br /&gt;It's so dryyyyyy, and I haven't got back my compo yet! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;She can talk about no link stuff, like coffee and water. Aiyaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunHui's on my right for Cheena again. Definitely won't be bored. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School dental sucks! To the core!&lt;br /&gt;Blooooody dentist, drilled my gums till it bled. It's hurts okay. It hurts!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnywayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="437" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02225.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="402" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02224.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's not a real bob you're seeing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're learning Light again! (:&lt;br /&gt;The virtual image is super uber ultra cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nigel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Oh haha okay, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Haha! I like my teachers as well, except English. -.- And I think that attire check is for that week only lah. Now, I don't get caught liao. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: ROFL! I miss you too. Quite lonely without an ass. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merilyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Okay, will relink you soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl &amp;amp; Boonmay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: YESSSS! PUNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexandria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Haha, yeah I think so too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Oh hi. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiMin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: He's not bad lah, can tell jokes quite well. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today will be the day for slacking. I'm not gonna touch any books or study materials today. For the first time in this very year. I know this's the first, but definitely not the last. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7297700391969365140?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7297700391969365140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7297700391969365140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7297700391969365140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7297700391969365140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/easts-raining-alot-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7451324143556993910</id><published>2008-01-08T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:02:22.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay! Laptop coming soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be the last post after this. There will be no time for me to touch the computer already, I think. I'll post again after I get my lappie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, school. Now, all the boys are wearing long pants, and I'm still getting use to it slowly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I like my class, except the fact that there's only 7 girls. And I haven't really got to know the boys yet. Anyway, all my subject teachers rock! Except for the English one lah, like duh. It's the boring-est Eng lesson I've ever attended. Thank God there's Jas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Mr Tan Kee Hoe for Chemistry, Mrs Quek for Physics, Mr Vincent Tan for E maths, plus Mrs Poh for SS! (:&lt;br /&gt;I use to think Mrs Poh's damn strict, but in actual fact she's really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm gonna do badly for the SS scrapbook. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework's already starting to pile. Like, how bad is that? It's not even one week since school started. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Me and Merilyn got caught for our skirts. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And the teacher said our skirt's definitely the shortest among the lot. Hello! Are they blind???&lt;br /&gt;There ARE shorter ones. F.I.Y, I've been wearing that since end of sec1, if I'm not wrong. And they're only catching us now. How, wonderful. And not to mention hair! I dreaddd, attire check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Now that I think of it, I think of my partner. Gosh, I got Shannon(dunno how to spell) as my partner. And Darren sitting behind me for English. Ha-di-ha-ha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Math's lecture super fast. Everything's going so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just slow down for us to breathe?&lt;br /&gt;Or catch the scenery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Punnit's my chairman. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7451324143556993910?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7451324143556993910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7451324143556993910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7451324143556993910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7451324143556993910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-laptop-coming-soon-i-think-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3928534019927221538</id><published>2008-01-01T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T03:57:10.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;remember this, one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Forced to go swimming by my father.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stopped after 1 hour, showered and cleanup.&lt;br /&gt;3. Realised one side of my earring's gone while showering!&lt;br /&gt;4. Went back to the pool and found it in the water. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;5. It was drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;6. My uncle pushed me into the pool! F**k.&lt;br /&gt;7. Got super wet, yet I still cannot get the earring with my feet.&lt;br /&gt;8. Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;9. Dived down but failed. (Without goggles you see)&lt;br /&gt;10. Scarred my foot.&lt;br /&gt;11. Bled.&lt;br /&gt;12. And finally got back the earring.&lt;br /&gt;13. Showered again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a, fiasco. I showered twice for like, my earring. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3928534019927221538?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3928534019927221538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3928534019927221538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3928534019927221538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3928534019927221538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-will-always-remember-this-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6249189519285394577</id><published>2007-12-31T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:35:35.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from Georgina's house. And did the countdown with Astrid, Mich &amp;amp; Georgy there. Before that, we went to Bugis and shopped around together with Yinshuang then went to Astrid's office for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played billard/pool there! Damn fun although most of the time I'm suffering in shame by the awkward ways of holding the stick. And Astrid's sister has a knack with playing billard. Haha, inside-joke. Sheesh, I'm really missing billard. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm super tired now, and I just threw away my contact lenses. I think I need to sleep. My eye's freaking pain. I've been wearing contacts for 136458hours. Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm really surprised that my Mother actually allowed me to countdown at Vivo, which was the original plan. I thought she'll be like objecting like mad, but no, she even asked me to enjoy myself, which was really great! I should hangout late more often. Hmmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night, I enjoyed myself even with the 5 hours sleep the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Astrid, Mich, Georgy and the strong shuang for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Grow taller, like 165 and above? ... Please?&lt;br /&gt;2) Secure good results, and do well for my combi.&lt;br /&gt;3) Lose weight -.-&lt;br /&gt;4) Not get distracted by things that are bad, ahem, you know you know..&lt;br /&gt;5) Practise maths!!! *impossible lah*&lt;br /&gt;6) Hope my sis won't turn into a lesbian in KC. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of now. Nights. (:&lt;br /&gt;2.19am, zzzz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll talk about Venetia Bitch tomorrow. Don't rush into judging me yet, Venetia is a character out of Shopaholic. And yeah, she practically sucks....&lt;br /&gt;More than my socks. Hate her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Luke btw! He's so handsome. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6249189519285394577?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6249189519285394577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6249189519285394577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6249189519285394577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6249189519285394577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year-i-just-got-home-from_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2266617487421584553</id><published>2007-12-29T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:49:06.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Flipping through old photos-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Mummy, where am I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum: Huh? -laughs- you're still swimming as sperms inside your Father. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: -.-llllllllll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother's a horny sick bastard. x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Woah, this bag like mine hor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis: Not only that, the whole outfit is yours. Hahahahahahaha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ha-di-ha, not funny. Zzzz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damned sister. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the previous post, I was out of control. I even spelt "thought" as "taught". Zzz. And I don't mean to offend anyone. I'm alright now anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my h/p pouch's actually very nice, even with the colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="274" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00246.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK lah, I admit lah, orange very nice lah, although I beg to differ sometimes. Anyway, the pouch really goes well with the dog hanging from my phone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, HuiMin's quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised Huimin disabled right click. Sian. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall reply tags since I've not done so for sooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nvrmind forget it. Super lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who tag about my previous post, especially Marmie. (:&lt;br /&gt;And Mark, you used your name as your tag name???!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2266617487421584553?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2266617487421584553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2266617487421584553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2266617487421584553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2266617487421584553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/flipping-through-old-photos-me-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8108544854754846078</id><published>2007-12-27T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T06:17:04.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been 9 hours since I have consumed food. I've been working my tail off from the time I got home till 8pm. Fucking tired. Oh well. My mother's clearing and tidying up the clothes in me and my sister's cupboard. There's helluva clothes piled onto both beds. Too many clothes. Not good. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly! We've been on it since yesterday. And I only had 2 hours of sleep last night. The beds were cleared by 4am (me and sis shared my bed, awful night, grr), and I only fell asleep at 6. Woke up at freaking 8 by all the freaking alarms I set, took 2 buses to tuition, came back home, and immediately went out again. Accompanied sis to KC, get her fugly high collared blouse which I honestly taught would be okay. Subsequently went to PP, and out of the blue bought 2 books which striked interest in me, "The nerd who loved me" and "I'm no mood for love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought an orange handphone pouch which magnetic zipper. Ultra cool, not because of the colour ORANGE but the magnets. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I REACHED HOME, SHOWERED AND HELPED MOTHER CLEAR UP THE BLOODY MESS OF CLOTHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep getting scolded by her. GOD KNOWS WHY.&lt;br /&gt;Help also kena scolding, never help also kena scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENOPAUSE-HAPPENING?&lt;br /&gt;Hell YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Mother agrees. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has it what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to eat. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Tension releasing, I love blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8108544854754846078?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8108544854754846078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8108544854754846078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8108544854754846078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8108544854754846078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-9-hours-since-i-have-consumed.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4860652839096430222</id><published>2007-12-24T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:20.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accompanied sis to KC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XQlBb5qI/AAAAAAAABFg/NKoBwOLEoLY/s1600-h/DSC02121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499210179602082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XQlBb5qI/AAAAAAAABFg/NKoBwOLEoLY/s320/DSC02121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XSVBb5rI/AAAAAAAABFo/x7LhdoK5RSE/s1600-h/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499240244373170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XSVBb5rI/AAAAAAAABFo/x7LhdoK5RSE/s320/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YK1Bb51I/AAAAAAAABG4/qqHWmTjJD8M/s1600-h/DSC02135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147500210906982226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YK1Bb51I/AAAAAAAABG4/qqHWmTjJD8M/s320/DSC02135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YK1Bb50I/AAAAAAAABGw/8HksS3cKXVI/s1600-h/DSC02134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147500210906982210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YK1Bb50I/AAAAAAAABGw/8HksS3cKXVI/s320/DSC02134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XulBb5vI/AAAAAAAABGI/0qW1KBwjrgU/s1600-h/DSC02126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499725575677682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XulBb5vI/AAAAAAAABGI/0qW1KBwjrgU/s320/DSC02126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XvFBb5yI/AAAAAAAABGg/phfYEh7AL4s/s1600-h/DSC02132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499734165612322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XvFBb5yI/AAAAAAAABGg/phfYEh7AL4s/s320/DSC02132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XS1Bb5tI/AAAAAAAABF4/UbJTNwG9Xug/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499248834307794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XS1Bb5tI/AAAAAAAABF4/UbJTNwG9Xug/s320/DSC02124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XTFBb5uI/AAAAAAAABGA/rYMxg7Swg3s/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147499253129275106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XTFBb5uI/AAAAAAAABGA/rYMxg7Swg3s/s320/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their uni rocks, especially their PE shirt and shorts. Dry-fit, uber nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YLVBb53I/AAAAAAAABHI/jIQ0nXzSR50/s1600-h/DSC02137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147500219496916850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YLVBb53I/AAAAAAAABHI/jIQ0nXzSR50/s320/DSC02137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PP, and had lunch at Pastamania (:&lt;br /&gt;Then to City Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YLlBb54I/AAAAAAAABHQ/9k40mBjPRNw/s1600-h/DSC02139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147500223791884162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YLlBb54I/AAAAAAAABHQ/9k40mBjPRNw/s320/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-Y9FBb55I/AAAAAAAABHY/d10U4xj03s8/s1600-h/DSC02154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147501074195408786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-Y9FBb55I/AAAAAAAABHY/d10U4xj03s8/s320/DSC02154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother bought me 4 new shoes for New Year.&lt;br /&gt;And every two pair gets a pair of fluffy flip-flop to be worn at home.&lt;br /&gt;Super cute. My sis &amp;amp; I mix and matched them, and I got one right blue, one left pink. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-YLFBb52I/AAAAAAAABHA/DmTgXyaH4-g/s1600-h/DSC02135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've started on my SS. (:&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know whether the articles correct or not.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's the eve of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And when the clock strikes 12, it's Christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, how lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Epilator rocks! :P&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: I'm getting a super chio white small Vaio notebook when school reopen. A lil late, but oh well, better than nothing. (:&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: S-POP rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4860652839096430222?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4860652839096430222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4860652839096430222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4860652839096430222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4860652839096430222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/accompanied-sis-to-kc-their-uni-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/R2-XQlBb5qI/AAAAAAAABFg/NKoBwOLEoLY/s72-c/DSC02121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1710005031665308403</id><published>2007-12-19T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:42:03.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sis is in KC.&lt;br /&gt;I told you! I told you! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna accompany her to her new school, and check out their environment.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. *cheeky grin* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I found this in Pam's blog. And it's kinda interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Firstly you have to identify if you are a right brain person or a left brain person:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1.Hold your hands together, as if you were praying. Look at your hands. If you see that your left thumb is below your right thumb -&gt; Left brain. If you see that your right thumb is below your left thumb -&gt; Right brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Fold your arms in front of you as if you were angry. If you right arm is place aboves your left arm -&gt; Left brain. If your left arm is placed over your right arm -&gt; Right brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base on the two steps above, below is the interpretation of your personality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Right - Left:&lt;/span&gt; Considerate, traditional, indirect type, can instantly read each other's emotion, and responds friendly by nature. Although not very into taking initiatives in moving foward, but this person will always take a step back in supporting others. Stabloe personality and considerate, give others a being protected feeling. But the weakness is they cannot say no. Regardless how unwilling they are, they will take care of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Right - Right:&lt;/span&gt; Loves challenges. Straightfoward. Once decided on something, will take action right away. Very curious. Dares to face dangers without thinking through ( sometimes foolishly). Their weakness is they dont listen to others, will filter in only what they want to hear in a conversation, and very subjective. However, because of their straightfoward attitude, they tend to be fairly popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Left - Left:&lt;/span&gt; Dedicated, cold, perfectionist, very logical in all aspects. The only way to defeat them ( or to win over them ) him/her is through reasons. Has alot of pride and feels strongly about doing the right thing. If they are your friends, they are very trustworthy. However if they are your oppenents, they would be very hard to deal with because they can be very " anal " as a perfectionist. They usually leave a bad impression of being hard to deal with whe first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Left - Right:&lt;/span&gt; Likes to take care of others, leader type. Has a cool and keen observation ability to see through situation, yet still can be considerate in others needs. Because of their cool and calm nature, and strogn sense of responsibility, they tend to become head of a group. Popular among the people. However they may not be able to help themselves and meddling because they want to take care of others too much. Very concern about how others view them and always alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT? :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm a right-left. What are you? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1710005031665308403?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1710005031665308403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1710005031665308403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1710005031665308403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1710005031665308403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-sis-is-in-kc.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4553825072153395098</id><published>2007-12-18T03:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:14:00.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old fringe. I went to straighten my hair, and now I have no more fringe, as it become even longer after it's straightened. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna cut it short again before school reopen. And opsie daisy, my SS h/w is still untouched. Plus the fact that my new textbooks need wrapping. I need time. And I don't think I'm going Genting already. Me and my sis simply got no time. She needs to get into her new school, buy uniform, books and whatever lah. Her posting result will be out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA, she will be in KC.&lt;br /&gt;Comfirm, guarantee plus double chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;This post's gonna be edited soon. (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled3-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely cakes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="333" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00043.jpg" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shop too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/2-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drank, and Heinken sucks. I prefer Tiger beer. And I wasn't drunk. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco! His a Poodle. Love his fur. (:&lt;br /&gt;Abit flushed, I drank quite alot kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="182" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/1.jpg" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I both bought fake nails and eyelashes. I doubt I'll ever use the eyelashes. Just thought that owning them might be nice. :P&lt;br /&gt;Stupid dom lousy photography skill with flash. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced to play hand games with her. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made him carry all of our bags. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost to my uncle in this hand-beating game! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="398" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02078.jpg" width="417" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the exact same day. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="316" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00056.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="238" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00053.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="339" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00052.jpg" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a bangalow in M'sia to rent it out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02105.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRACIAA! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="378" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02096.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Dominique, pangseh me for CS. Tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00505.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00506.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00504.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day, sent my cousin to work.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, that's my straigtened hair. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="386" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02112.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="418" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02110.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went back with us. And is currently staying in my house.&lt;br /&gt;Annoying imp not as cute as before. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4553825072153395098?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4553825072153395098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4553825072153395098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4553825072153395098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4553825072153395098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5603635663675858536</id><published>2007-12-14T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T03:23:38.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure you all can guess where am I now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother went to do her hair, my father's talking to my relatives, sister is napping and Dominique is being an annoying arse by trying see what I am typing from 1metres away. :SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I played Mahjong with Dom till 6.30am yesterday night and won quite alot of CASH. Heh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA CUT MY HAIR SUPER SHORT OUT OF A SUDDEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOULD I???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOULD I??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOULD I???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5603635663675858536?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5603635663675858536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5603635663675858536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5603635663675858536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5603635663675858536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sure-you-all-can-guess-where-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7226340329618785278</id><published>2007-12-11T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:01:28.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently in my Ah ma's house.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm super happy that they have internet connection here.&lt;br /&gt;So far, my Ah ma asked me have I showered and ate for the 3rd time already. Plus the fact that she thinks I'm some other person other than her grand-daughter. Effects of senile demantia, scary. I won't wanna be old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went out and played outside the house just now. It was freaking childish and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="318" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00098.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Bridge's falling down, gotcha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="360" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00097.jpg" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="276" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00088.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins for life. Taken by the goofy Donimique.&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, is that he can never make it as a &lt;strong&gt;successful&lt;/strong&gt; photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 354px" height="499" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00090.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By him as well. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="344" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00103.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="297" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00102.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing and cleaning legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="303" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00100.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="285" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00101.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt stepped onto dog shit. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="313" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC00085.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going online now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7226340329618785278?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7226340329618785278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7226340329618785278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7226340329618785278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7226340329618785278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-currently-in-my-ah-mas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8446261591689057449</id><published>2007-12-08T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:20.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"BBQ" in Qixiang's house was super fun (for me lah at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with Astrid, WL and Chiawmin at PP's Giant to get the necessties for the party. Spent quite a long time choosing stuffs and paid a lump sum for everything. Tiring but super fun. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still had to buy Shar's and Clar's cake and whatnots. There were SO MANY stuff to carry. Thank God someone invented trolleys, AND taxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab to Qixiang's. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I was helping Marmie with the bbq-ing, when I got addicted to Poker and the piano during the break. And I've learnt how to play "Sha shou". Thanks to Bryan, my next year classmate. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, me and Huimin wanted to get the guys back on playing Poker but sadly, their eyes were glued to the tv screen/laptop screen. Thus, we gave up and learnt how to play Mahjong from Astrid (shifu :P). It was not that hard to get it, and I was soon playing my actual Mahjong game already! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super addictive and I was playing Mahjong like mad. I even ignore Marmie for Mahjong. Gosh, don't blame me kay, but it was really addictive, CAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R1tv4UfZ1gI/AAAAAAAABFQ/U79EwC8xe0A/s1600-h/mahjong_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141826412937336322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R1tv4UfZ1gI/AAAAAAAABFQ/U79EwC8xe0A/s320/mahjong_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The person who invented Mahjong must be really smart lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SUPER ADDICTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;My hand's itching for another match. (!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mark Chan learnt the game later than me but yet he "hu" earlier than me. And he didn't even learn from like a shifu, he learnt it through his own playing. KP. Walao, damn pissing off. And he threw a mouse out as a tile. THAT had me Bryan and Eugene laughing our asses off lah. You cannot throw a mouse. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Halfway playing, we celebrated Shar Clar birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R1tv4kfZ1hI/AAAAAAAABFY/8WyF9dI-0i8/s1600-h/DSC02016%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141826417232303634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R1tv4kfZ1hI/AAAAAAAABFY/8WyF9dI-0i8/s320/DSC02016%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Birthday girls. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My recollection of what happen later on is me playing Mahjong and more Mahjong. I vaguely remember Mich playing o2jam on her laptop, Shar playing audition on the com, Marmie and Clar watching us playing Mahjong, the guys playing o2jam and PS2. That's all. When it was 10.30, everyone left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Qixiang's house was a wreck. Haha. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The whole house was like a gambling den, a much higher class gambling den. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There were 2laptops, 1 com functioning.&lt;br /&gt;8 people playing Mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;___people playing dai di.&lt;br /&gt;___ people playing stress.&lt;br /&gt;____people playing Poker.&lt;br /&gt;____people playing Bluff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't know the numerical numbers of the underscore and I didn't any photos.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing Mahjong. Duh. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving on a 12-hours-bus in 8hours 7mins.&lt;br /&gt;Returning on the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;And going away again to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;Blog will be super duper dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try to update more on my cousin's laptop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Astrid's flying off today too. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8446261591689057449?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8446261591689057449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8446261591689057449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8446261591689057449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8446261591689057449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/bbq-in-qixiangs-house-was-super-fun-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R1tv4UfZ1gI/AAAAAAAABFQ/U79EwC8xe0A/s72-c/mahjong_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7838194829290956969</id><published>2007-12-02T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:58:16.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating rocks and sucks at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Rocks, cos it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, cos it causes blisters.&lt;br /&gt;My sis can't skate and won't wanna skate again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found "Fred Claus" the movie OK.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why Mark and Qixiang said it was a total bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love arcade's DDR.&lt;br /&gt;My sis rocks so much at it.&lt;br /&gt;And Zhen Yuan don't know how to dance. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not go to Suntec next time if we're gonna end up walking miles from Suntec to Marina Sq and then getting lost in the end finding where the fuck is the Mrt.&lt;br /&gt;It was a super tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check on my &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 30px" height="30" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled2-1.jpg" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; account after so long, and found lotsa interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had me laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhangxin wrote the exact same message on my wall five times, and I didnt even bother to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the ticks are abit what the hell, but whatever. I can't believe most of my friends think I'm punctual, YOU SURE? :P&lt;br /&gt;And who smells people?!?! And what good mother? TCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 587px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="255" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Untitled4.jpg" width="581" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is super fun, from Elbert. He-yo. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7838194829290956969?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7838194829290956969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7838194829290956969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7838194829290956969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7838194829290956969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/1st-december-ice-skating-rocks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4905823762377598948</id><published>2007-11-29T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T03:34:37.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic (:</title><content type='html'>I'm going to Genting, yay!&lt;br /&gt;This will be the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to redo my extension with Astrid, Jo, Georgina and my sis yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Now they all have extensions of different colours! Haha ;D&lt;br /&gt;I love medium blonde, rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to ice-skate man.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't found the time to browse PP's Borders yet.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I need some new clothes to fit my new body size. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have binged on all the food I've eaten for the past, 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm feeling the pang of guilty. ):&lt;br /&gt;Nvrmind, I can work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the exact same Milk Teddy wallet I bought few days back, in another colour.&lt;br /&gt;This time in baby pink. (:&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 exact same wallet. This shows how much I love it.&lt;br /&gt;If they have it in light pastel green-blue, I'll buy a third.&lt;br /&gt;I love pastel colours ; blue pink purple. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the answer to the previous question is....&lt;br /&gt;It's an egg, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked fried mee goreng for supper, and added a rotten fried egg.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise it was rotten till I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;And it smelt thrice as bad as it taste. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even told my Mother not to ask me to fry an egg for her in the future, because I sucked at it. But when I found out that it ain't my cooking skills that's ruining the whole plate of mee, I was totally gobsmacked. And a little happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's natural.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; My sister is a petty little spolit brat who always gets herself into a helluva putrid mess and forever getting the way she wants things to be. Freakin' sad, but that's what my parents mould her into. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/SS:&lt;/strong&gt; I wanna learn how to play Mahjong, anyone know how to?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4905823762377598948?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4905823762377598948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4905823762377598948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4905823762377598948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4905823762377598948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-going-to-genting-yay-this-will-be.html' title='Ecstatic (:'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3170780141648217195</id><published>2007-11-26T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:21.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R0vIrZ4jAeI/AAAAAAAABFA/1mZTm5eqXCc/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137420447954174434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R0vIrZ4jAeI/AAAAAAAABFA/1mZTm5eqXCc/s320/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a smart guess and guess what's this. (:&lt;br /&gt;Clue: It's edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Answer will be revealed next post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;I bought a new black milk teddy wallet for $13! And I'm super happy. I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;((((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the card holder inside is super sticky, I have no idea why either. That got me really pissed at first. And I had to keep wiping it till it ain't stick anymore. Sigh, but it's okay now. I'm so happy! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R0vJ9J4jAfI/AAAAAAAABFI/i8Cwyub97ZQ/s1600-h/DSC02046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137421852408480242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/R0vJ9J4jAfI/AAAAAAAABFI/i8Cwyub97ZQ/s320/DSC02046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gay father in my new shades. Lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: MSN game rock! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3170780141648217195?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3170780141648217195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3170780141648217195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3170780141648217195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3170780141648217195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-smart-guess-and-guess-whats-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/R0vIrZ4jAeI/AAAAAAAABFA/1mZTm5eqXCc/s72-c/DSC02049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5510218416596313828</id><published>2007-11-23T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:26:18.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I linked 2 post together, so just continue reading on.. (:</title><content type='html'>Omg! Just look at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in our class blog.&lt;br /&gt;Click on it! Click on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="549" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/2gmaplestory2.jpg" width="641" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/qx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it was super nice of Qixiang to do our Maple avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/theodoreandjunhuihaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made me laugh like mad! Theodore and Junhui have exactly the same hairstyle, but look at Theodore's eyes man! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walao, I tie ponytail lah! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/jasandelberty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I noticed Qixiang added a lil something. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/darren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is pig a little lenient for Darren? *Asking seriously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are the only few avatars I think that look alike compared to our reality look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/donlooklike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huimin is the only girl that looks like her avatar lor. Sharmane, Astrid, Jas, Asha, Clar, Dean, Kenneth and Michelle all don't look like their avatar lah! Lolololololol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5510218416596313828?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5510218416596313828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5510218416596313828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5510218416596313828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5510218416596313828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-just-look-at-this-i-found-this-in.html' title='I linked 2 post together, so just continue reading on.. (:'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5472537356042597795</id><published>2007-11-23T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:41:50.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I kinda hate my past..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Night_Birds_by_xxsundayxx1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Someone raked up my past, and asked why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I'm telling you why. Because I was immature, and muddle-headed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that person isn't even like in my school, and yet he ask why. Funny man, it's been super long since we last chatted. Tch. And when we started msn-ing again, he ask such weird question. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't regret all the things I've done, and although I get emotional then and there. I'm okay, and I know I can handle stuffs like that. No big deal. We're cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did say I wanted to talk about Plastic Surgery did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I cannot sleep and there's no one left to talk to on Msn, I'll do this. Haha, God knows why I'm blogging at this heavenly hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows Plastic Surgery can do wonders, take for example, Kim Ah Joong.. But honestly, I think I'll never ever opt for Plastic Surgery.. Firstly, I like myself the way it is, and it's so damn painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I spent the whole night watching Xiaxue's video, Girls out loud and Girl on Girl, hosted by Rosalyn Lee. The video was super annoying, as it took so long to load, and once you pause you gotta refresh the whole video and wait for it to load again. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super annoying. And then, halfway while watching, my com lost internet connection, and I tried so long fixing the modem. Was so pissed that I went to play Spider Solitaire and Pinball till the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: this post's gonna be &lt;s&gt;long&lt;/s&gt;super long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the process of Plastic Surgery? Xiaxue went to have a nose job done, and it was on the video. I was so freaked out that I even dreamt about me having a nose job. GOSHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole flap of your nose has to be flapped up and something has to go into your nose, do you know that? Not to mention that it's awfully gross, it also had side effect. Imagine a metal thingy inside your nose? Ew right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell if it makes you look prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against Plastic Surgery, but it just feels weird. And I didn't completely rule out the possibility that I won't do Plastic Surgery either. I just might. Maybe by our generation, Plastic Surgery is so common, and normal that it's like consuming food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosalyn had Botox done, on her lips and chin line. The process it's the same. I shudder as I type this, but I cannot stand it, I just have to type it out! Or I'll find myself cringing till I turn into a lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ros cried by the way. I so agree when she said the part about feeling pity for yourself for putting yourself through this (botox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to those daring and curiosity intrigued people can view the video from clicknetwork. Makes the thing load easier, but not actually that easy as well. I warned you about the loading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PS, I like Girl on Girl's Kay Kay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh, there's something wrong with the code, I'll state the URL here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros's botox, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YpWQiqpi8Q"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Xiaxue's nose job, &lt;a href="http://clicknetwork.tv/watch.aspx?c=1&amp;amp;p=2&amp;amp;v=48"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been blogging about my life recently. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;(some random pics on the way too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin came to visit these few days, and we even went to shop yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tiring. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blew that! The only one that's rainbow in colour. (:&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought this box of balloons from the mama shop. Each box only cost $1, freaking cheap. We thought only M'sia would have it, but wala, S'pore has it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We made a model out of all those "Balloons". And that's my annoying cute cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone were the days when I was her bridemaid. She's pregnant now! And lol, the day her baby's out, I'll have my braces removed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby cousin, with my new-bought earpiece. Chio right! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current addiction ; Hersley's cookie and cream bar! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The day before Thursday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tracia with her 1000RM "PSP". Haha yes, that's the one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a closer look, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAAAAA-DAAAAAAA! Don't despise it okay, it's just as much fun as PSP. Costly too okay. Although I secretly still prefer PSP, I'll starting demeaning it and bring the worth of this "PSP" up by a little as I still haven't get hold of my purple slim and lite PSP. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game's kinda fun, but a lil childish lah heh. xD&lt;br /&gt;But the Cinderella make-the-cake is damn fun lah, and I keep scoring 80. Tracia scores 100 okay! Walao, super paiseh that she gotta teach me how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years old leh. Nabei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Super long ago&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sebast with his rabbit, Niggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He brought 2, Niggle and Poopoo. I don't really understand why he calls them that. And so, I renamed them to be 'Cookies &amp;amp; Cream'..&lt;br /&gt;You can guess which is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so much better right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrid's so afraid of them, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cream! (:&lt;br /&gt;She's abonimal, or whatever that term Mrs Ang taught us to be.&lt;br /&gt;Hate red eye white rabbit but adores black eye white rabbit, which is exquisitely rare.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I prefer Cookie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's my with Sebast.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wears specs at home, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dominque's coming my house this coming Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, he's the one that asked me that 'past' question on top lah. And obviously, he's the weird one, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my end gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;My mp3 is my adulterer.&lt;br /&gt;My home computer is my adulterer #2.&lt;br /&gt;My bed is my adulterer #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my coming laptop is gonna take over my hubby's position.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha, this is daylight imperialism. But no one actually cares. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, my phone is like dead. Not until yesterday at least.&lt;br /&gt;My bill this month is only $27. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowest in history.&lt;br /&gt;No boyfriend, no eye-candies, no crushes...&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, no one to message, bill become extraordinary low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to find 900 free messages super little.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I find 500 free messages super alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the ironic fact of having a bf and not having one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how many of you have stuck with me till now?&lt;br /&gt;You guys are great.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, it's 4am. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took 2hours to blog, wtf. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5472537356042597795?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5472537356042597795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5472537356042597795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5472537356042597795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5472537356042597795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-kinda-hate-my-past.html' title='I kinda hate my past..'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5424315733281135511</id><published>2007-11-22T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:19:22.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New interest, other than reading! (:</title><content type='html'>You know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to blog about recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, about Plastic Surgery, and some sort of kambai dressing thing, the new substitue for PSP and blahs lah. Just so you know, I have lotsa ideas flowing in my mind you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't have time to type them all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHEESH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like out of a sudden, I have lotsa topic to rant about. Shessh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so broke recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought too many books, one new earpiece for my mp3. The old one is attached to my mp3 with a scotchtape, so you can most probably tell the condition is damn bad, I had to get one almost immediately, but I stalled it till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've also bought a new 2008 diary from Prints, which cost me about 30bucks. Damn expensive, but I reckon it's WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought clothings, makeup and accessories as well. So, the final conclusion is that I'm broke from all the going out, gallivanting and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO MONEY LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TERRIBLY BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and I know this new skin is damn screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm suppper lazy to rectify the mistake with all the noise blaring from my speakers.&lt;br /&gt;And I super like this skin by the way! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start on my new diary and DL songs to my new mp3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5424315733281135511?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5424315733281135511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5424315733281135511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5424315733281135511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5424315733281135511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-interest-other-than-reading.html' title='New interest, other than reading! (:'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-9017120320949088008</id><published>2007-11-20T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:15:00.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just read ChiawMin's blog. And to be honest, I'm feeling super guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after tuition, when I reach home, I received a phone call from Astrid, and she said that the streaming results are out, and it's in our house mailbox. I was super excited, that I rush down all the way, skipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I got back the letter, I practically ripped it so hard that the flap of the envelope tore. I got streamed to 3E, which is pure Science class. Damn happy although I was kinda hoping for 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvrmind about that, that's not what I'm trying to drive here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Chiaw was the first one I informed. Aiya, the truth is I mass-sent everyone about the streaming results hoo ha. And went around spamming people, asking for their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chiaw was telling me that her mailbox key is with her Mother, and blahs, and that she felt like thrashing the metallic box if she didn't have to pay for the damage she caused. I even told her to hammer it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway. So, after she got back her results, she told me she went to the last class. And honestly speaking, I thot she'll be super happy, cos it's an Art class, and her dream class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never would I thought she'll be unhappy lah. And she started confiding in me about it, and I'm Sorry ChiawMin, I was viewing Xiaxue's Video then, and I might seem a little nonchalant. I'm terribly sorry that I cannot call you and talk to you, comfort you. And I'm also super sorry and guilty that I cannot join you today to go town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would agree to your request if I'm not stuck here with my family problems. And I might seem to be making an excuse to not go out with you yesterday night over the phone, and I know my excuse was super lame. But the truth is, I have some family problems over here in my house, and I cannot join you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very sorry, and I hope you know that, I didn't mean to ignore you or whatever, and I know you're upset over your new class thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, juse try to think optimisticly about the whole thang, and I promise, I'll call you out to play - soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Marmie. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-9017120320949088008?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9017120320949088008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=9017120320949088008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9017120320949088008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9017120320949088008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-just-read-chiawmins-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-9122316993263532402</id><published>2007-11-18T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:56:47.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walao walao walao!&lt;br /&gt;I got into Double-science, but it's only 7 subjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn happy that I got into Double Science, but kinda unhappy that it's 7 subjs after hearing what Junhui tell me. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going around asking everyone like maddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;So if I call you, or talk to you online when I don't normally would,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DON'T BE SHOCKED! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what class you in. Hehhh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands still shivering after retrieving the letter from my house mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit dammit dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nice people go same class as me next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3E'08 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-9122316993263532402?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9122316993263532402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=9122316993263532402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9122316993263532402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9122316993263532402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/walao-walao-walao-i-got-into-double.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3279076493633119049</id><published>2007-11-18T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T02:57:23.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been super busy staying at home lately. Finally, after so many continous days of going out/hanging out, I finally get to stay at home and do my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been online and blogging lately, cos I'm either at home watching the telly, reading or playing dai di. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not even touched on my SS h/w yet, shacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog again, gotta go out for dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;Adios! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3279076493633119049?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3279076493633119049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3279076493633119049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3279076493633119049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3279076493633119049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/been-super-busy-staying-at-home-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-205878538804417007</id><published>2007-11-12T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:09:26.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC02690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Astrid, Leon, Eugene, Zhen Yuan, Sebast and my sister the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Photo courtesy of Leon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go ice-skating, but it turns out that the rink closes at 3pm, and it was already 2.30 then. It was sucha disappointment, I really wanted to skate. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go again someday. I'll make sure it's not a Sunday. :P&lt;br /&gt;Considering that it won't be worthwhile, we went to Vivo and watched a movie instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, nothing much to say about the outing. Eugene was super emo, god-knows-why, and Zhen Yuan kept ranting that the only possible cause of his emo-ness was ghost-possession. (wtf right?) And Leon was being funny all the way. Astrid was kinda tired, but she still kept talking about her PSP. I wanna have one too. ): My father said he's not buying it for me. DAMN HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the first row seat, and I almost died craning my neck. Got headache at first, but it's was okay after that. Wanted to switch to the back, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stardust was a great movie! Very fairytale-like, but very romantic. (:&lt;br /&gt;The witch in the movie's fcking ugly, and evil. Hate them. Hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing they all die in the end! Mwahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating, 7/10. "The Game Plan" is still better, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch "The Bratz" next. Wanted to watch during Oct, but I realise it wasn't screening yet.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebast went to my house after that. He was downloading songs to his new mp3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC01996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's not younger than me, I might just fall for him, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I was just kidding. He's just like my lil-bro. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He supaar cute, smaller than Shar in size, and so short. He's quite ah-beng for his age. He's got a piercing on his left ear, golden streaks in his hair, and his fringe is longer than Junhui's.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool, but mind you, he's only 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was playing with my computer chair, all along. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;He's just like a shaking-ass-baboon, take a look:&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: you'll hear my family talking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtXWsfNlX6w"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtXWsfNlX6w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He coming tomorrow to my house, to play! (:&lt;br /&gt;Might go jogging and swimming. Coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to do hair-extension today. It's damn chio, cos it's blue. (:&lt;br /&gt;And it was quite cheap, one strand for $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC01998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my sister's hair btw, haha. It was so impromtu, cos my sis suddenly just thought of doing hair extension, and so we did. She wanted to do pink instead, but she said it was too striking, and moreover she still had to attend school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this lady who did pink extension, it was supaaaaar chio. She mixed hot and light pink together. I'll do that next year, pink extension. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly. Hair extension imposes some difficulties though, like the inconvenience of combing your hair and washing your hair. It won't last for very long either cos it's just clipped on. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get my pink extension earlier than expected! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's tuition tomorrow again. And omfg! You know the other day, I knew how to do Logs! Abit rusty at the beginning though. One-to-one tuition with Mr Gan rocked. Log suddenly became so clear-cut, and I know how to solve some special cases question. Even better than Joseph. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log rocks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's the only topic I can handle in all the sec3 work taught. Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Surds, and whatever, are all rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only both of us, me and Jo, and one boy who's coming to our group. Atmosphere was kinda tensed-up. Brr, I'm gonna revise Logs later then read some books. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know after tuition that day?&lt;br /&gt;In the lift, a freaking lizard appeared in the glass pane of the lift and I literally screamed for blue murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNED LIZARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kicked Joseph. PAISEH. I swear it wasn't intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But hah, maybe it was. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;Screw bloody lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone, I mean everyone who like lizards, are officially sadistic at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMNED LIZARDS! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just random photos of what happened during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Serves as a highlight of all those small little details that happened as well. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC01992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My books! (:&lt;br /&gt;Loveeee them to bits. I'm going to Kinokuniya again, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;I even had them wrapped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC01990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK's brochure. Mr Lee went to TKPS and spoke about TKSS. Hence, my sister got this brochure. Lotsa funny in-action pics. China exchange programme pictures included! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/DSC01991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilin! Went to meet her at Paya Lebar after tuition to return her storybooks. She's got her braces up, and it's pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? After reading so many series of Shopaholic, I feel like slapping Becky! Obviously I can't, so I'll end up slapping the book instead.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's such a nut can, she cannot control buying all those useless stuff, and it turns out that Luke always get mad at her. It's either crashing down his deal or whatever. She's so barf lah, but sometimes I admire her courage like climbing all the way up of what's-that-mountain-again just to find her sister, Jess. I think she was insanely mad, cos I definitely won't scale a mountain with my stilettos and "Angel" bag. Bite it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilin just gotta agree! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking back, maybe it's this characteristic of her that make me like the book so much. I'll wana continue reading it till I find out how Becky's screwed-up. Hehe, and Luke is so shuai. Haha, I'm mad, making a person outta book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you keep a secret" is a fantastic book. (:&lt;br /&gt;Although with a lil of sex contents here and there, it's pretty much amazing. Just that, I've always thought Emma's boss, Jack Harper was old, goudy and lame. Until Emma started going out with him then I starting thinking in my mind that my opinion of Jack gotta change! Or else, Emma and him won't fit. Aged 21 and aged 50 just won't do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda hard you know, cos I've always imagined Jack to be old and stupid, abit like Dumbledore, I don't deny! Suddenly I wanna change him into a young dark-haired hippie guy, I just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book craze. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-205878538804417007?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/205878538804417007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=205878538804417007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/205878538804417007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/205878538804417007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-out-with-astrid-leon-eugene-zhen.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5551760112408687476</id><published>2007-11-09T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:36:46.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm shagged.</title><content type='html'>It's my fault, for not insisting to go tuition on Wednesday. I should have just went and not listen to my Mother. The only reason why I did not attend tuition on Wednesday was actually because my house had this effing fire alarm emergency practise at my condo. It was downright stupid, because we didn't even have to actually go down and do the real thing. And Mother woke me up at bloody 8 just to listen to siren wail. In the end, I missed tuition for that, and there's a make-up tomorrow. I'm gonna join my doom tomorrow in Mr Gan's house. Because I'm not actually that stable in Logathrims yet. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been going alot lately this few days, and honestly, I'm shagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of today, I woke up at 2pm, by my Mother, that is. Changed and went to the Heath Promotion Board to have my backbone checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went there was 2003, and it's been 4 years! Doctor said my back's condition got worse, but it still stayed at the mild-type of condition, which was a consolation, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was I had to get my X-ray done, and the last time I had it was, painful. But however this time round, it didn't hurt at all, and it fact, the process took 10 time faster than before! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the X-ray, I had to change out of my clothes and into this blue gown, it was damn big that it droops down till my shoulder, so I had to tug it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lady at the counter said I had to strip off everything, remaining my knickers. And I was like, "Huh? Must I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Goodness she smiled back, and said yes.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even bother to retort. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, after that, we took another cab to Balestier for my dental appointment. You know Health Promotion Board's kinda at Outram and we could take a Mrt to Newton, which is at my dental there. But my mother refused. Oh well. Got nothing to lose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner and whatsoever, lastly, came back home.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was really empty, so I had double helping of everything (yikes!)  and came home to have more hor fun. Funny thing that my family members all ate hor fun today, at different place, different time and for really very different reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, maybe it's all cause we are all the sacred links of eternal life. Got that phrase outta "Can you keep a secret". Heeeeeeee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck! I just remember something.&lt;br /&gt;I had my height and weight done at HBP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck! My weight is like 51.6kg and my height is 158.1cm.&lt;br /&gt;Walaoooooooo. I'm so gonna jog tomorrow and cut down on those hor fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought, Ice-angel's going customized skins of people, and gulp, I'm tempted to ask her to help me do a skin, but it kinda require a fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I can do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking someone really good at making skins to teach me. (:&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know anyone that's that good, but I know I'll meet one.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hunch about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shagged, really I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a throbbing headache right now.&lt;br /&gt;And there's tuition tomorrow. Freakin in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate morning people. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooooooody porn sites keep popping up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go bother someone else lah.&lt;br /&gt;Go Passion.com if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5551760112408687476?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5551760112408687476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5551760112408687476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5551760112408687476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5551760112408687476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-shagged.html' title='I&apos;m shagged.'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6251884202139429168</id><published>2007-11-07T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:21:08.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;Correction, it was suppose to be a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;But however, sadly, some things cropped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what, I'm giving up on &lt;em&gt;that person. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made that decision &lt;em&gt;lonnnngg &lt;/em&gt;time ago, and it was just inside me &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; longg..&lt;br /&gt;And now since, I'm giving up.&lt;br /&gt;It will turn all of the information/s you all have received, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;false.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough?&lt;br /&gt;No more circulating of this thing.&lt;br /&gt;It will and would be disastrous if that person know.&lt;br /&gt;Can? Do me a favour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm setting up a private blog, and everyone will have a fake name and I'll start venting. And since it's private, no one will know about it. So cool, and no one will have conflicts or misunderstanding about what I blog on the other blog, because they don't even know what's the bloody fcking URL. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucha nice plan. Absolutely fabulous. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! On a much much much, happier tone. I went to town today with Vivian, Sharmane, Astrid and Michelle. Seems that they made it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I had to sweep and mop the whole house. So tiringgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "The Game Plan". It was so touching. So touching at the end that my water tap burst, and Vivian's water tap expanded. Haha. It was hilarious and yet touching. I rate it 8 out of 10, and it's officially one of my favourite movie. Go watch it. (;&lt;br /&gt;The rock rocks. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrid and Mich left after the movie, and Shar left with her sister soon after that. Me and Vivian roamed practically everywhere after that. We went to Cineleisure, Wisma, Ngee Ann City, The Heeren, and whatever lah. It was here and there. Walked Shar to Somerset Mrt, then walked back the The Heeren just to realise I wanna go Ngee Ann City. AHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously fun hanging out with Vivian. Held alot of chat, and surprisingly found out some interesting, fresh news! I was so intrigued that I kept asking. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even discussed about people's chio-ness and shuai-ness. One moment was cultery and the next moment, was our parents! So blooody funny man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought me a Christmas Candy for 76cents after I requested. Haha, thanks so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;Now Vivian knows how to smile and say thank you when someone praise her. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bought books again. This time from Kinobushiya, introduced by Astrid. I walked to the shop, first thing that caught my eye was "Shopaholic Ties the Knot" by Sophie Kenisella (Spell wrongly I guess, lazy to check), took the book and paid. Forgot to wonder the depths of the store, but I can tell it was freaking big. And all those books just look so delicious. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy "Shopaholic and Baby", but it cost about $31 and I don't have so much cash on me, so I settled with the Ties the Knot one. Right now, I have "Can you keep a secret", "The undomestic goddness", "Shopaholic Abroad" and some other not by that author. I finished reading 2 books already, and it was fantastic. I'm planning to collect the series of Shopaholic, and practically Sophie's whole collection of books! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talking about it make me happy. Ah, wonders of books. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides book, I went to buy some clothings with Shar too.&lt;br /&gt;Love themmmm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay back to the topic, me and Vivian stayed at Wisma, and went layer and layer up to the top and about 9plus we head back. Vivian was so idiotic in the Mrt man, I swear. She kept teasing me about my stuff which I've told her, and even went on about my whole face blushing! Damn her damn her damn her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go ice-skating on Sunday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;I feel soooooo much better now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall enter my serene room, and commence reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranquility prevails.&lt;br /&gt;Peace out. &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6251884202139429168?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6251884202139429168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6251884202139429168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6251884202139429168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6251884202139429168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-was-perfect-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3266611329424589525</id><published>2007-11-06T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:21.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys go for physical stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sad, but true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was discussing about this to joseph, but sadly, he disagrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RzA6D2kOz_I/AAAAAAAABEw/2lVETAZOC-g/s1600-h/CONVO+JO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129663813436493810" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" height="277" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RzA6D2kOz_I/AAAAAAAABEw/2lVETAZOC-g/s320/CONVO+JO.bmp" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, I don't understand why was I so agitated anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just got too.. Carried away, I guess. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope Nikki Blonksy don't happen to enter this site. ;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RzA6EGkO0AI/AAAAAAAABE4/ZV0LWWPLBv0/s1600-h/Untitled+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129663817731461122" style="CURSOR: hand" height="270" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RzA6EGkO0AI/AAAAAAAABE4/ZV0LWWPLBv0/s320/Untitled+2.bmp" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obviously &lt;/strong&gt;Joseph &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; don't understand, but nvrmind. It's okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys, what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing. Absolute nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything was mapped out for tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was going to go out with Astrid and co. But, suay suay, Astrid and&lt;br /&gt;Michelle have Choir Com Meeting. Which is so irritating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I wanna go out tomorrow to relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shop,&lt;br /&gt;and catch a movie, "The Game Plan".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone free? Please&lt;br /&gt;call me, or sms me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really wanna get out of this&lt;br /&gt;house. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I said, I wanna&lt;br /&gt;shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, this is only calling out for girls only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted - Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Standing at the back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She tried to make it fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One tear hit the hard wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It fell like broken glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said sometimes love slips away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you just can't get it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For one split second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She almost turned around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But that would be like pouring rain drops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back into a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So she took another step and said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't wanna' spend my life jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to wake up one day and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I've let all these years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another glass of whisky but it still don't kill the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gotta face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to wake up one day and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I've let all these years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The still of the morning, the color of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ain't spending no more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She kept drivin' along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the first time in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, yeah, Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to wake up one day and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I've let all these years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The still of the morning, the color of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ain't spending no more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to wake up one day and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I've let all these years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The still of the morning, the color of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ain't spending no more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So meaningful, and 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title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RzA6D2kOz_I/AAAAAAAABEw/2lVETAZOC-g/s72-c/CONVO+JO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4896090180354254607</id><published>2007-11-05T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:14:28.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I officially start this post.&lt;br /&gt;I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;And that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Astrid freaking rocks! Like alot!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/illustrations_tuzki0161.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Kallang Foodcourt, to have dinner with my relatives. Mainly, my parents, my aunt and uncle, cousin, and lastly me. My sister was at East Coast, remember? Blooooody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ordered a hulleva food, and I cannot even finish my own share. Futhermore, my uncle ordered satays and otahs, which occupied even more space in my stomach after the main course. It was bloooody filling, that I almost vomitted out the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the thing about having to have your dinner in foodcourt is that - you'll have to share table with other stranger, right? Agree? Agreed. So there was this man, wearing a dark blue Polo Tee, clone with sucha heavy cologne that I almost wanna barf, right then. I literally cannot consume any food, hence.. You-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't smell like Boss, Addidas, or Nike. I wonder which brand he uses. -Shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed while eating, partly due to the fact that the seating arrangement was like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="373" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/blahs1.jpg" width="536" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that pink cross over there, the three seats, extreme left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna link this to something, Astrid, Michelle, Huimin or maybe even Sharmane told me about. They once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you ever hangout in a group of five, never ever sit with one person facing&lt;br /&gt;nowhere, as in no face. (like the pic above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really understand what they mean until yesterday night. Haha, I use to think, what's the big deal man? You come here to eat, and you don't have to talk while you eat, so why do you need someone to be infront of you? They said it was not to let that person (me, pink cross) feel left-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind if you don't, cos I didn't get it at first either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, in any case. I got to know this "logic" through food (yum!) last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, it's so hard to get food onto your plate in that position. Moreover, all the dishes are placed in the middle, which makes it ever harder. I had to ask Mother to help me with it. Or, the other way was to run all the way to Father's side and take all the necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these blabbering, my point is, nvr sit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 365px" height="408" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/blahs1.jpg" width="565" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best would be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 452px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="396" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/blahs2.jpg" width="512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be orange crosses, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner wasn't pleasant, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;That guy with perfume.. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/cry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climax of the whole outing was actually this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostitutes at Geylang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, yes I know. Sucha a controversial topic, but nvrmind it's okay. I think it's a cooooool topic yo! Everyone had Heinken with dinner, except me, of cos. I will, if I can. I prefer Tiger Beer though, lol, okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... Everyone was drunk, or either a little tipsy at the very least. Cos, all the adults don't seem really adult-ed anymore. They start talking about chics in Geylang. (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't even know how that topic got out. It's just, like, there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Parts of the convo censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scared I kena sue by some people, man, lol. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the youngest, all I could do was to, accompany them by laughing. Haha, they're all drunk, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, my uncle drove us to Geylang 18, 14, 9, 10 etc to see those, people.&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, I should really hand it to them man! They tug, they pull, they whine, they act just to get customers. Which, is so.. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some was slightly better. They just stood by the roadside, like contesting for some Beauty Pageant. Like, they'll ever win. Hoho, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the streets were chee ko pekks goggling at the women, saliva dipping, and whatnots, I can't bear to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, when the police come and raid the place, all those weee-men, buzz off at the speed of light to all the various hotels/motels. Seemingly about 20seconds. Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the police's car sailing down the road and you see sexy ants scattering all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;Tch :D&lt;br /&gt;By the way, they're all wearing you know, skimpy, as in REALLY skimpy clothings.&lt;br /&gt;Fine example, bikinininininininiss. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly ah, I think most of them look &lt;em&gt;quite chio&lt;/em&gt;, why resort to doing this?&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, period. Toooo sensitive a topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;I gonna read books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUH-BYEEEE. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/illustrations_tuzki0051.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy blogging, through and through. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I freakin' love my blog song. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/illustrations_tuzki0201.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fucking meaningful and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I got to know all this cute "bunnies" through the intro of &lt;a href="http://the-miracle-season.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ice-Angel&lt;/a&gt;. (hover)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/illustrations_tuzki0171.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4896090180354254607?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4896090180354254607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4896090180354254607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4896090180354254607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4896090180354254607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-i-went-to-kallang-foodcourt.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-663818911530907374</id><published>2007-11-04T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:24:37.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I just don't feel like continuing "Chalet Part 3".&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I still will, but just not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so hectic this few days. But, it's seriously nothing compared to Astrid's &amp;amp; Michelle's life. They're practically only returning home to - sleep. Daytime, they're most probably out. As for me, I've been addicted to reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Parkway's "Crazy Sale" yesterday with Astrid &amp;amp; Georgina. Hahaha, and I'm proud to say that, Astrid bought her &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; skirt. It's was really crazy yesterday, everywhere's packed full of people. Sadly, the sale only last for one day. And I didn't get anything I wanted, although I spotted some. Anyone who know of any upcoming sale, please do tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, I bought 3 books, and I'm just happy holding those reused wood in my hand. (haha) I stayed up till 3 in the morning to finish reading one book. Isn't it amazing that I'm &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; addicted to reading?!? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff that I currently want badly now gotta be, that Vaio laptop, Slim and Lite PSP &amp;amp; getting into a Double Science class. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm paying for the PSP, myself. Blame it on the chalet. Just one night, and I'm addicted to the PSP. I'll need someone to install that Dragonball game for me, hahahah. Laptop, I'll get it after my sister gets back her PSLE results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, did you know? (Sorry ah, sidetrack a bit)&lt;br /&gt;TKPS organises Dining for the Primary Sixes. As in, they'll have to wear dress, heels, acessorise &amp;amp; whatnots to the party, and the &lt;s&gt;males&lt;/s&gt;boys have to ask them to be their date. Can you believe it? 12 year olds doing that? I just find it unbelievable lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12, I only have to learn dining etiquette &amp;amp; not that. I didn't even know about that until I read my sister's blog, and questioned her after the chalet about the whole thing. And I amazingly found out who her date was. Hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so evil today. She went out to East Coast Park with her friends, and I specifically told her to wake me up, so that I can join her. I so want to cycle, and don't mind doing it alone.. I needed some time off to myself anyway. The fact is, she's didn't! No, she didn't call me up, and when I woke up, to my horror, it's 2pm, already! So annoyingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, my mother ordered me to mop the floor. My maid's currently on leave, as she injured her hand. I was so pissed, and naturally in a bad mood, cos I was ordered to mop the freaking floor once I woke up! It's so irritating. And my mother ask me to not slack immediately after I've woke up. Like who works immediately after you awake from lalaland??! Even my maid don't start work straightaway after she wake up lah, can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitz, back to the track..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I'll get my laptop after my sister receive her PSLE results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling kinda down today. That's why I wanted to cycle, and exercise a bit. Release some unwanted tension, nerving anger, and annoying troubles..(!!!) There's something that has been bothering me for a &lt;em&gt;looonnngggg&lt;/em&gt; time, but I just cannot remember what, no matter how hard I try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-663818911530907374?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/663818911530907374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=663818911530907374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/663818911530907374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/663818911530907374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/suddenly-i-just-dont-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-578620786688809394</id><published>2007-11-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:23.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chalet, Part TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, so me &amp;amp; Michelle went to usher the 2g peeps to Coasta Sands.&lt;br /&gt;However, we still had to wait for quite some time before we can check in.. Zzzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was quite late already when we finally get to check in.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the girls went to hog C-02 and set down all the rules for the guys. (hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E.g, cannot wear shoes into our chalet.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Both chalets are interlink, you see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After setting down our stuff, we went to our room, &amp;amp; kinda camwhored.. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that was after we discussed who will be sleeping where, &amp;amp; whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTGWkOz3I/AAAAAAAABD0/QQlj9pY23wY/s1600-h/picture_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128495075525840754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="262" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTGWkOz3I/AAAAAAAABD0/QQlj9pY23wY/s320/picture_005.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before Ariel &amp;amp; HuiMin joined in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrwmkOz0I/AAAAAAAABDc/3mA4oMQLMQo/s1600-h/camera_pictures_087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128240714677669698" style="CURSOR: hand" height="345" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrwmkOz0I/AAAAAAAABDc/3mA4oMQLMQo/s320/camera_pictures_087.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after they joined in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're trying to hard to do that "High School Musical 2" effect, but guess we failed - terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rysrw2kOz1I/AAAAAAAABDk/yi5psRh45hg/s1600-h/camera_pictures_091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128240718972637010" style="CURSOR: hand" height="267" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rysrw2kOz1I/AAAAAAAABDk/yi5psRh45hg/s320/camera_pictures_091.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We gave up, &amp;amp; tried the pyramid instead.&lt;br /&gt;Not really successful either. &lt;em&gt;-Shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;(p/s: ignore michelle's shirt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrxGkOz2I/AAAAAAAABDs/Ebu1TsxuxMQ/s1600-h/camera_pictures_092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128240723267604322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="259" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrxGkOz2I/AAAAAAAABDs/Ebu1TsxuxMQ/s320/camera_pictures_092.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! This is the only successful one. Hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go from the right, &amp;amp; slowly advance upwards, it's based on Register Number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(p/s: ignore michelle's shirt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so after that, we went down &amp;amp; played the "class game".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oraganiser of the game was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTHWkOz5I/AAAAAAAABEE/HXOR99ndmvY/s1600-h/picture_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128495092705709970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTHWkOz5I/AAAAAAAABEE/HXOR99ndmvY/s320/picture_016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, Michelle :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128240706087735074" style="WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="267" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrwGkOzyI/AAAAAAAABDM/ih3CCtZnf8U/s320/2.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was taken while waiting for the game to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrwWkOzzI/AAAAAAAABDU/1_re8kVj25Y/s1600-h/camera_pictures_102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128240710382702386" style="CURSOR: hand" height="252" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RysrwWkOzzI/AAAAAAAABDU/1_re8kVj25Y/s320/camera_pictures_102.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took us quite some time to finally gather our &lt;strong&gt;class boys&lt;/strong&gt; like that, refer to the above pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle &amp;amp; Sharmane, was quite hoarse after that, I guess. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTHGkOz4I/AAAAAAAABD8/9PXk5Ez9TXY/s1600-h/picture_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128495088410742658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTHGkOz4I/AAAAAAAABD8/9PXk5Ez9TXY/s320/picture_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part of the game was to take a sissy group photo in front of the "A chalet"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha, this ain't my group by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other task includes ; forming the word "2g" with tissues in a windy area, sing national anthem out loud at the entrance, ask for a strangers number, &amp;amp; do bunny hop around an area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last to complete the task will have to devour bitter gourd and red hot spicy chilli. Mwahahha. We didn't get that bit done, hehe, cos we express benevolence towards the losers. Aahhahaha, this is so much fun.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The punishment, was, of course, thought by the evil Michelle as well. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that oh-so-fun game, we kinda splitted into guys and girls again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guys, mainly, went to play &lt;strong&gt;American football&lt;/strong&gt; at an open spaced near the beach.&lt;br /&gt;While, the girls decided to ride around the beach with bicycle. (Girls, includes Junhui, Dean &amp;amp; Francis, :P) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To our utmost disppointment, the bicycle rental shop ran out of mountain bikes to rent! Like what are the odds that a bicycle rental shop would run out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BIKES to RENT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (!?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we can't possibly ride on 4-year-old kid's bike, so.. We went to the beach &amp;amp; played captain's ball instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128495122770481058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTJGkOz6I/AAAAAAAABEM/9ywYpXG6bL4/s320/picture_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guys, so engrossed in playing.. American Football. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously think Frisbee would be a better choice lorrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTJmkOz7I/AAAAAAAABEU/kFWxzoTztwQ/s1600-h/picture_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128495131360415666" style="CURSOR: hand" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTJmkOz7I/AAAAAAAABEU/kFWxzoTztwQ/s320/picture_020.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; the girls, played Captain's ball with Sharmane's ball (sounds sick). (;&lt;br /&gt;IGNORE MICHELLE'S SHIRT! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="616" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/picture_024.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="415" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/picture_026.jpg" width="480" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="442" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/picture_019.jpg" width="472" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some pics of us playing (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coincidentally, we stumbled upon 4 Earthling, whom we happen to know. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivian, Olivia, Jo &amp;amp; Yinshuang happened to be there, doing what I don't know. I think they came here to bike or something. Anyway, I stress, they're here &lt;strong&gt;by coincidence&lt;/strong&gt;, we didn't plan them to be here. &amp;amp; I don't understand how people can get angry over this man. They pay for their own pizzas, play their own ball game, &amp;amp; just practically leave you to your own business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not as if they went up to you &amp;amp; snatch away the oh-so-beloved PSP of yours, so snap out of it. Quit being childish, &amp;amp; whine that this chalet is under your freakin' name.! So what, we all paid $4, for your infooo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But anyway, it's all over, &amp;amp; I guess I shan't complain about that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I currently need something to vent my tension on. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="417" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/picture_038.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="470" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/picture_039.jpg" width="504" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all for today folks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: Blogger doesn't allow bigger, clearer pixels, therefore, all pics are blurry, except the last few. Working that out ASAP. (;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-578620786688809394?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/578620786688809394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=578620786688809394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/578620786688809394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/578620786688809394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/chalet-part-two-so-where-was-i-oh-yah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RywTGWkOz3I/AAAAAAAABD0/QQlj9pY23wY/s72-c/picture_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-396122332277246232</id><published>2007-11-01T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:24.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Chalet, Part ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVj2kOzqI/AAAAAAAABCI/AcQFRK8W_8c/s1600-h/DSC00192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127934831401815714" style="CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVj2kOzqI/AAAAAAAABCI/AcQFRK8W_8c/s320/DSC00192.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoY7WkOzvI/AAAAAAAABCw/srU77aONbB0/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127938533663624946" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="256" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoY7WkOzvI/AAAAAAAABCw/srU77aONbB0/s320/DSC01956.JPG" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Michelle reached there at about 11.30, with Jeremy &amp;amp; Bryan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sat at the cafe &amp;amp; the entrance to talk &amp;amp; discuss about the games, whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended up playing "Dai Ti" in the midst of discussing, lol. 4 people, just right, don't miss the chance!. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVlmkOztI/AAAAAAAABCg/712pdkf-BjQ/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127934861466586834" style="WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="251" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVlmkOztI/AAAAAAAABCg/712pdkf-BjQ/s320/DSC01954.JPG" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, the gambler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She&amp;amp;Jere(ahem) won alot of rounds, and I only win like, one round. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I held quite a number of "Dis" each round lor. Walao. I want a rematch! &gt;=[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVk2kOzrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/jh39nvsijbE/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127934848581684914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="257" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVk2kOzrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/jh39nvsijbE/s320/DSC01952.JPG" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics, along the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVlGkOzsI/AAAAAAAABCY/SBavVWmFJGY/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127934852876652226" style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="279" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVlGkOzsI/AAAAAAAABCY/SBavVWmFJGY/s320/DSC01953.JPG" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, I was trying to pose like him okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVmWkOzuI/AAAAAAAABCo/UfluQLfwP98/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127934874351488738" style="CURSOR: hand" height="335" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVmWkOzuI/AAAAAAAABCo/UfluQLfwP98/s320/DSC01955.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jere decided to quit gambling and divert his attention to the PSP instead, so the game can't continue.. But anyway, we received a call from someone, so me &amp;amp; Mich took the shuttle bus to usher 2g peeps here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-END of Part One-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-396122332277246232?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/396122332277246232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=396122332277246232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/396122332277246232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/396122332277246232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-2am-right-now-ive-just-bid-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RyoVj2kOzqI/AAAAAAAABCI/AcQFRK8W_8c/s72-c/DSC00192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3553382267157538820</id><published>2007-10-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:12:56.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Fun! Definitely. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm currently soooo exhuasted that I need a nap, at least till 6.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked onto PSP, Poker, Bluff, &amp;amp; whatever shitty.&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;amp;Michelle, didn't really rest as much as the others.&lt;br /&gt;Although I did sleep for like 45mins before we check out?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll update when I get the pics from Shar, Chiaw &amp;amp; Mich.&lt;br /&gt;They are currently at Weilin's house watching some show.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where they get all their energy from, but...&lt;br /&gt;Yah. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my maid have finished changing my bed sheet, &amp;amp; I'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day to y'all.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3553382267157538820?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3553382267157538820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3553382267157538820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3553382267157538820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3553382267157538820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5533585815908369644</id><published>2007-10-29T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:56:29.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I freaking like &lt;a href="http://typicalben.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's soooo cute. &amp;amp; I like reading his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By linking him, he'll get more hits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By praising him, he'll have an ego boost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHATEVER, &lt;a href="http://typicalben.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;should receive more hits AND praises!. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna go his Poly man, he's so shuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kay, I shall stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's currently 2 am, &amp;amp; I have to wake up at 7.45am tomorrow for chalet &amp;amp; tuition. God knows why am I still blogging, but.... It's for the sake of reading, &lt;a href="http://typicalben.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;s blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just finish packing my necessary stuff for tomorrow, kinda last minute right. Cos, I went out with Mother today. Had facial, which was annoyingly painful. I gotta go there weekly from now onwards. Don't ask me why, because I have no idea either. It's in a package I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, it's alright. Don't gimme that vain crap thing cos it ain't applied on this issue. F.I.Y, facial hurts like nothing in the world(ask Michelle), it gives you red inflamation the next day, damn it even if it'll make the pimple go away in the end, but the red spot &lt;em&gt;WILL STILL&lt;/em&gt; stay there for at least one-day, &amp;amp; it'll make you look fugly when you suay suay have a wedding the day after, &amp;amp; lastly it's still &lt;em&gt;VERY PAINFUL&lt;/em&gt;, so.. get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what if it's vain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quoting from my father, when I kick the chair &amp;amp; refuse to go for facial, this is what he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's for the sake of beauty, you want that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, quoting from my mother, she said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You want the worm in the pimple to penetrate your other pores in your face, go ahead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quoting from my sister &amp;amp; me: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Vainess is good, but overly-vainess(wtf? wrong word used, lol.) is bad"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you have it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vain is good. Vain is good. Vain is good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needa hit the sack, or I'll be China's country treasure tomorrow. &amp;amp; I'm kinda hungry, so I needa sleep to forget about that, PLUS, I have tuition tomorrow. I needa concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A maths &amp;amp; E maths should commit suicide for once, &amp;amp; not let people commit suicide &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;POOF. 2G, tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodnight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL. ALOT OF ERROR IN THIS POST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HECK LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;READ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://typicalben.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;r&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.typicalben.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.typicalben.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: I don't care if he's fugly to you, he's shuai, TO ME! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5533585815908369644?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5533585815908369644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5533585815908369644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5533585815908369644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5533585815908369644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-freaking-like-this-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8010391433019322799</id><published>2007-10-27T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:24.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's fcuking sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just used the F word. Ah whatever, it's fcuking sad that 2G's gonna part. It's not easy &amp;amp; it will never be easy. Forget the advice I gave on directing your attention to the coming chalet. It doesn't work, and so it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha's not going to the chalet, which adds on to the sucking part. I don't think it'll be the same without her. I'll never forget her clad in her maroon sweater sitting on the staircase which scared me &amp;amp; Michelle outta hell during chalet last year. She's not going this year. Tell me would it be nice, that she's not going? That's uber sad. Although there's still other besties of mine going to this chalet, but it just won't be same without her lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started so abruptly as it ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't believe it's ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I'm so gonna treasure whateveer that happens in the chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't let something like getting smacked on the lap by RAW chicken get me pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something which BRYAN HALIM did last year. I still remember okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nvrmind, you can atone for your mistake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how. But somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's posting about 2G, &amp;amp; everyone's making an effort to keep the class blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;Be it tagging or blogging. It's &lt;a href="http://sexyhunky2g.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Read it. I bet you'll wanna cry your heart out. But then again, you ain't one of us, so most probably you won't fully understand how we feel, or rather, how most of use feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyMz3WkOzpI/AAAAAAAABCA/eHSbsHwdQBw/s1600-h/100_3223%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125997826921123474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyMz3WkOzpI/AAAAAAAABCA/eHSbsHwdQBw/s320/100_3223%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyMz3GkOzoI/AAAAAAAABB4/mzgkKW3AKW8/s1600-h/100_3208%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125997822626156162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyMz3GkOzoI/AAAAAAAABB4/mzgkKW3AKW8/s320/100_3208%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2G'07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8010391433019322799?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8010391433019322799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8010391433019322799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8010391433019322799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8010391433019322799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-fcuking-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyMz3WkOzpI/AAAAAAAABCA/eHSbsHwdQBw/s72-c/100_3223%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2364643788901243640</id><published>2007-10-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:27.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2G'07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physically separated, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiritually connected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qixiang's PM: 2G'07 for life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2G rocks like nothing marn.&lt;br /&gt;I put that as my PM too.&lt;br /&gt;You all should too! Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, bazaar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBNGkOzaI/AAAAAAAABAI/TFsUl4z-44E/s1600-h/DSC01933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125519913025195426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBNGkOzaI/AAAAAAAABAI/TFsUl4z-44E/s320/DSC01933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK PICK.&lt;br /&gt;Fried rice, Bee Hoon, Crabstick.... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB42kOzbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WaPDHF5IpQw/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125520664644472242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB42kOzbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WaPDHF5IpQw/s320/DSC01935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiLin, Zhangxin &amp;amp; Jas putting up our fab, banner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5WkOzdI/AAAAAAAABAg/5XqtaB7WYko/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125520673234406866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5WkOzdI/AAAAAAAABAg/5XqtaB7WYko/s320/DSC01937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the 'pick pick's I did in Chiaw's house.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of they day, only like half a cup of 'pick pick' were used.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my energy, AND resources. HMMPFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5GkOzcI/AAAAAAAABAY/Prsg0D9WQSo/s1600-h/DSC01936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125520668939439554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5GkOzcI/AAAAAAAABAY/Prsg0D9WQSo/s320/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiMin, mia-ing with her phone.&lt;br /&gt;Get as many pics of the bazaar. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5WkOzeI/AAAAAAAABAo/WuHOyFZyocw/s1600-h/DSC01938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125520673234406882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5WkOzeI/AAAAAAAABAo/WuHOyFZyocw/s320/DSC01938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin, being the advertiser, reluctantly.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the Bazaar was a success.&lt;br /&gt;We sold our first box of fried-rice within the first shift.&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of the ordering, and now my throats hurts, like madd.&lt;br /&gt;I forced alot of people to buy, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Eh, what, I help you all in Lucky Draw kays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't really went around the bazaar, cos I didn't stop working till reaching the end.&lt;br /&gt;Then, me &amp;amp; Astrid went to get a Henna, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was quite apprehensive about the guy who helped me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it turns out perfectly, and he only charge me for $1, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiaw said there's studs on sale lor.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was very cheap. Walao, I should have dropped the order list and pen and MIA to the shop lah. Tchhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our profit was $200++, losing only to 2B &amp;amp; 2F.&lt;br /&gt;SO much better than last year's. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to class, then alot of things were happening at one shot, that I don't really go noticing everything that was happening. I think the highlight was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5mkOzfI/AAAAAAAABAw/74BgX7AeORI/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125520677529374194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGB5mkOzfI/AAAAAAAABAw/74BgX7AeORI/s320/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mickey Mouse, &lt;u&gt;intact&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting Dean, the balang poser.&lt;br /&gt;Torture man, they rip off Mr Mickey's pants and wear it on its head. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;It's Jinquan's one by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBMmkOzXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rRuB_nny3WI/s1600-h/Image387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125519904435260786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBMmkOzXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rRuB_nny3WI/s320/Image387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui and Ee Sheen fighting over Mr Mickey.&lt;br /&gt;It's only left with a head. How pathetic. Lahhh.. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBM2kOzZI/AAAAAAAABAA/lMUzzTURtog/s1600-h/Image385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125519908730228114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBM2kOzZI/AAAAAAAABAA/lMUzzTURtog/s320/Image385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull, I pull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBMmkOzWI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VienEogV-dI/s1600-h/Image389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125519904435260770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBMmkOzWI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VienEogV-dI/s320/Image389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DA!&lt;br /&gt;Ee Sheen with the head, without the earss.&lt;br /&gt;Are you mortified. ?&lt;br /&gt;Our class boys are sadistic at heart man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBM2kOzYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xLYHXR6RPE4/s1600-h/Image386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125519908730228098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBM2kOzYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xLYHXR6RPE4/s320/Image386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not enough! They even went on the rip the head off.&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, this happened when Ee Sheen thrust the Mickey into the air, and it got executed by the fan, with the head come rolling down. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;There was 2 Mickeys, I hope the other one is surviving fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the boys part, for the girls, we're either camwhoring like mad (Shar) or talking to Mrs Ang. Hahah, it was fun interacting with her. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCOWkOzgI/AAAAAAAABA4/4hfU1VAaNgg/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125521034011659778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCOWkOzgI/AAAAAAAABA4/4hfU1VAaNgg/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCOmkOzhI/AAAAAAAABBA/dpOTPVL3GLk/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125521038306627090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCOmkOzhI/AAAAAAAABBA/dpOTPVL3GLk/s320/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forbid us to take a photo of her or take a photo with us, so we all took her pics secretly.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Not very ugly what! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's Astrid beside her. (:&lt;br /&gt;Astrid was like spilling out all the DARN funnaye jokes, which adds on to the fun-factor.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so SO tired yesterday that I went after the school ends.&lt;br /&gt;Just to find out that my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGLkGkOznI/AAAAAAAABBw/AY6LI8WkUsw/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125531303278464626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGLkGkOznI/AAAAAAAABBw/AY6LI8WkUsw/s320/DSC01943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Wanna enter house also cannot lor. So many obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;My mother &amp;amp; maid was clearing all the unwanted stuff and rearranging the store room.&lt;br /&gt;It was REALLY a HUGE mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mother what in the world happened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she say, "oh, bomb dropped.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's are lamee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that Giant arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCPGkOzjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/s5B5B8_redI/s1600-h/DSC01944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125521046896561714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCPGkOzjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/s5B5B8_redI/s320/DSC01944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the freakin' long list of bill, amounted to $1478!&lt;br /&gt;Siao marn, we spent so much on just Giant!&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, but we so long never visit Giant liao, so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the delivery man said we're the only one who spent so much on Giant.&lt;br /&gt;So if you wanna beat the record, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can too, LAWL! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGLj2kOzmI/AAAAAAAABBo/WrnPVAmwf7I/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125531298983497314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGLj2kOzmI/AAAAAAAABBo/WrnPVAmwf7I/s320/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; by night, it's still not done!&lt;br /&gt;I was confined in my mother's room as it's so messy dusty and whatnots outside that I don't wanna step out of the room. I stayed inside &amp;amp; watched tv, until I fall asleep unknowingly. I woke up and found my mother sleeping on the sofa, lol, looks like I'm not the only tired one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCYmkOzlI/AAAAAAAABBg/k9AXgraxybo/s1600-h/DSC01946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125521210105318994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCYmkOzlI/AAAAAAAABBg/k9AXgraxybo/s320/DSC01946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lastly, today. That's Sharmane's tigger by the way.&lt;br /&gt;It's so adorable! I love it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole it from Sharmane's car yesterday. Muahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, today mark the last day of 2g being together, in the same class, standing together in one straight line in the Assembly Plaza, and just being together in one classroom. It's rather sad that we'll be separated from each other, the brainiacs in the Triple and the guys in Combine. It's like a split, and it just happen when we're about to bond, especially after the cohort camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilin broke down, Chiaw &amp;amp; Clar too.&lt;br /&gt;We were hugging and whatever under the rotunda..&lt;br /&gt;People might just think we're mad, and whatever, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;But what matters is, we once stand together as one, and nothing can change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, conflicts and so?&lt;br /&gt;At the end, we're all fine.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not Darren. That's fine cos it's natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my point is, don't be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;We can still organise gatherings when we're in upper-sec, maybe say, once a year?&lt;br /&gt;We'll still see each other in school. (:&lt;br /&gt;We won't die.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be weird to see my class boys wearing long pants next year!&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine, Yisong, Francis or or or DARREN in long pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HILARIOUS LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakakakka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, going to dentist's. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Just think about the coming chalet and forget bot the sadness. (: It helps! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lol, just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remember what happened during com lab today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Faridah went in and gave us chocolates &amp;amp; left after a few lines.&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, she returned and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I just wanna say, I'm sorry for scolding you all so badly last time. Ahaha. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I think it's so funny lah. xD&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss her. ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Miss Toh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGCO2kOziI/AAAAAAAABBI/ueVIz6Qpvsw/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2364643788901243640?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2364643788901243640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2364643788901243640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2364643788901243640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2364643788901243640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/2g07-physically-separated-spiritually.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RyGBNGkOzaI/AAAAAAAABAI/TFsUl4z-44E/s72-c/DSC01933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7699747904191586105</id><published>2007-10-23T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T04:19:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Scream</title><content type='html'>Lecture on 'Sexual Reproduction' caused a big commotion among the Sec2s today. It's really sad that we can't take it maturally, haha, but I somehow think, it's normal to trigger giggles with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chapter. We're all growing up, right! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we watched this damn gross clip on Abortion. OhmyGod, I think I'll never opt for Abortion unless it is really really the last resort. It's sucha cruel thing to do, can?!? Firstly, it ain't morally right, and secondly you're actually preventing another wondrous-led life from happening. How can people be so inhuman? And 124853452654754836235 number of Abortion cases takes place in the U.S.A! Walao. This is so sucky lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't managed to survive through the clip, for your info. I was still looking until the last part.&lt;br /&gt;I was practically stuffing my fingers into my ears &amp;amp; closing my eyes. It's so freakin sick, that I felt like vomitting momentarily. I kept asking Sharmane, "Is it done? Finish yet?"&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine a mechanic hand inserted into your own body, crushing up your brain, you body, &amp;amp; then your everything. No one likes that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that I'm not taking Biology next year. But then again, I don't qualify for it. -&lt;em&gt;SHRUGS&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Astrid &amp;amp; Sharmane's putting Bio as first choice, so there's a very high chance that we won't be in the same class. Me and Michelle, &lt;em&gt;neither. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt quite happy when I got back my overall results, especially when I saw my level postition. It miraculously jumped from 200++ position to 100+ positions. Phewwww.&lt;br /&gt;My overall percentage ain't fantastic, but sufficent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna put Double as my first two choices, and one Combine. I wanan get into Double, double puh-leaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, feeling the tinge of regret's inevitabe. I don't deny, and won't try to deny that I've not put 101% of my heart &amp;amp; soul into this year's Streaming. At least not until the end, after the wake-up call. Many of my marks are pulled down by Mid-year &amp;amp; CA, which totally sucks. It brought down my subjects by at least 2 grades. Sad, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If... I've worked hard throughout the year &amp;amp; not get distracted by whatever shit, I'll be able to do so much better. I'm that confident. But, then, again, that's only IF...&lt;br /&gt;It's all over, brand new start next year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PP with Chiaw, Clar, &amp;amp; Weilin after school.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch there &amp;amp; bought all the necessary stuffs for Bazaar on Thurs. I didn't expect it to be such a tiring task man! We walked to Popular to beg for some unused cardboards, went to NTUC to buy 'Pick Pick' stuff &amp;amp; the fried rice's ingredients. Then, went to Giant to get disposable utensils, which are of the incorrect price, and bombastically overpriced. Chiaw Min, being the &lt;s&gt;miser&lt;/s&gt; responsible chairman-in-charge, obviously, didn't want to purchase them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, unfatefully, me &amp;amp; Chiaw trudged out with Giant, only with a bottle of Tomato Ketchup which costs.......... 78cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to meet WL, &amp;amp; Clar, then went home. I took a cab home. Hahahahah. I know, what a waste right! But I was seriously, freakingly, idiotically tiredddd. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do seem like a spolit brat right? But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;My parent's have been feeding me with all the luxuries that I can demand for. Just except for extravagant expenses, change of phone &amp;amp; mp3 isn't a problem. I don't have to do chores, or take buses (Yes, I take buses/MRT on my own accord) or even make my own breakfast. But I do offer to cook dinner, &amp;amp; was turned down ever since I made a disaster outta it. Come to think of it, I've been so blessed, with so many things. I should be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO PUT THE SHOELACE ONTO MY SHOES AFTER IT'S DRY, WASH MY OWN CLOTHES, KEEP MY PLATES AFTER DINNER OR WASH MY OWN SHOES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I get quite a lump sum every week.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Chiawmin... I'm like really a spolit brat lah! Walao.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of a change! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since, my father retired, we're cash-strapped.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't allow as much previleges as before. But oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My AUSTRALIA'S trip is still cancelled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; I'm missing a donut. );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7699747904191586105?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7699747904191586105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7699747904191586105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7699747904191586105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7699747904191586105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-scream.html' title='Silent Scream'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3825564139849135392</id><published>2007-10-22T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:39:18.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It rained turday, again.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get the previous blue umbrella to work, neither can I get the pink one to work either.&lt;br /&gt;That's damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the rain is so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring a change of footwear, &amp;amp; I was semi-drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; o lol almighty (wtf??),&lt;br /&gt;Mark don't know how to tie his tie.&lt;br /&gt;He's like the only person I know who doesn't know HOW TO tie a tie. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he'll learn after the first day of school in TK.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Toh was like, walao.. *rolls eyes* when Mark had to ask Kenneth to tie his tie.&lt;br /&gt;Teeeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had house meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Rutherford ain't bad okay!&lt;br /&gt;It's got damn holy cool cheers (:&lt;br /&gt;Tagores, watch out. (shAr, ahEm, MicH...)&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School let off earlier than usual, me &amp;amp; co. went to Tampines Mall to get some "stuff".&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the chicken winggggg!! GOOOOODDDD. ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to that point, we bought alot of stuff &amp;amp; it cost almost like a diamond.&lt;br /&gt;Met Junhui &amp;amp; co. there too as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about 3 or so hours there?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not what I wanna say!&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally "destroy" the letter of  ___'s card,&lt;br /&gt;so I pasted a piece of construction paper over it,&lt;br /&gt;or or! can we just don't use it? ;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. I'M SO SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streaming talk tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I'll decide what combi I wanna take tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: Trip to Australia is cancelled cos Daddy gotta take care of ah-ma. Found out while asking Mother to sign the travel declaration form. );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3825564139849135392?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3825564139849135392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3825564139849135392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3825564139849135392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3825564139849135392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-rained-turday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1076064776575062296</id><published>2007-10-21T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:27.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy to blog about the ice-skating's photos yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You can check out &lt;a href="http://shortiscool.blogspot.com/"&gt;Astrid&lt;/a&gt;'s, &lt;a href="http://michaerlogy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;'s, &lt;a href="http://pink-pigkling.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharmane&lt;/a&gt;'s blog about it, if they update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body's aching!&lt;br /&gt;I thought only my leg would ache. It turns out to be the exact oppostie.&lt;br /&gt;My hand &amp;amp; neck muscles are aching in protest.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention blisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ice-skating was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I fell about 10 times, I think.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an amateur, okay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxsOaJ6WIxI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/wHo63KvWvbw/s1600-h/DSC02636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123704843564098322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxsOaJ6WIxI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/wHo63KvWvbw/s320/DSC02636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxsOap6WIyI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Uh0SloTo38k/s1600-h/Image372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123704852154032930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxsOap6WIyI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Uh0SloTo38k/s320/Image372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my ticket on the extreme right.&lt;br /&gt;It's so wet compared to the rest's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why is it so wet! C'mon, ASK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all Michelle Goh Si Yuan's fault.&lt;br /&gt;I fell, and she drag me on the ice rink.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my whole shirt &amp;amp; pants were wet.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the ticket in my pocket, naturally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Kidding lah, I don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;People learn after they fall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly after skating for like 4hours,&lt;br /&gt;we signed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really skate coming to the end, 'cos my blisters hurt whenever I try to.&lt;br /&gt;It's really very pain!&lt;br /&gt;Worse when it comes into contact with shampoo &amp;amp; water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this uncle, very weird.&lt;br /&gt;There's another uncle, very graceful while skating. xD&lt;br /&gt;There's another another uncle, very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;He taught me how to skate, &amp;amp; I think I can now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna skate as fast as Sharmane one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That practically sums up the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we had tuition in the morning first. Zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, class chalet's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bryan are discussing about this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian pizza for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at the restaurant in the chalet?&lt;br /&gt;We need volunteers to station at Pasir Ris MRT, to usher people to the shuttle bus then to the chalet?&lt;br /&gt;Bring $4 for the chalet on Monday (excluding food)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp. That's what we planned so far.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to Bryan for booking, ordering the pizza &amp;amp; practically the organiser of this chalet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooooo lag. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked to the songs of 200 pound beauty!&lt;br /&gt;Kim Ah Joong is so chio... after the plastic surgery. ! (:&lt;br /&gt;So touching mannn. The story.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1076064776575062296?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1076064776575062296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1076064776575062296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1076064776575062296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1076064776575062296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/lazy-to-blog-about-ice-skatings-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxsOaJ6WIxI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/wHo63KvWvbw/s72-c/DSC02636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4756063679152602409</id><published>2007-10-18T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:01:41.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Results ain't that bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit, 63&lt;br /&gt;History, 62&lt;br /&gt;HCL, 60&lt;br /&gt;Science, 69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, all Bs right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's only for the paper. Finalised marks will be better, I hope. There's still a chance(:&lt;br /&gt;My Lit could have gotten a B3, if that ____ allowed me to get marks. Poooooof.&lt;br /&gt;Hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally fail my Chinese Paper 1, expected. ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the results are all known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who did well, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't do that well, no use crying over split milk &amp;amp; don't despair. There's still IPW, various projects for different subjects, all these components will pull up your marks. &amp;amp; besides, EoY is only 45%. There's still a larger portion - 55%&lt;br /&gt;If you screwed up EoY for whatever reason, like me - mental lapse. =/&lt;br /&gt;There's still Midyear &amp;amp; CA to rescue you.&lt;br /&gt;But ha, my midyear &amp;amp; CA is just as rubbish. So I have no idea why am I trying to make myself feel better but yah. Always look on the BRIGHT SIDE of life. Ta-ta-ta. Michelle teach me one. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streaming isn't really everything. (at least I feel that way lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to Mrs Ang, I think Combine ain't that bad either. Really. You still get to enter JC after O'level, &amp;amp; your L1R5 would be so much better as well. So it really depends on yourself lah. Now, I'm not really thinking of entering Double though, but I'll still try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note!&lt;br /&gt;I love our school's new house system! I think it's gonna be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Rutheford's blue. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Rutheford.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone in it too??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;;DDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4756063679152602409?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4756063679152602409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4756063679152602409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4756063679152602409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4756063679152602409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5017721284922992432</id><published>2007-10-17T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T06:20:50.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I ****in' get another 50. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so gonna end my life in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so ****in' unfair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Science, Lit, Hist &amp;amp; HCL better be good tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or watch out! &gt;=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, happy birthday Miss Toh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5017721284922992432?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5017721284922992432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5017721284922992432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5017721284922992432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5017721284922992432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-i-in-get-another-50.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4461813503138362807</id><published>2007-10-16T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T02:44:31.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm listening to the "Hairspray" Soundtrack as I'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the show! Damned exams, I wanted to watch lor!&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn tired, I don't know why either. But I've been sleeping really well ever since exams ended. No insomnia, no nothing. What a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. How should I start this post. (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nvrmind, we shall start with the most hated subject ever. Exam results.&lt;br /&gt;I think Chinese paper 2 will be fine, for me. So far so good. But, my paper 1 is so so damn screwed! My gong han (formal letter-writing) and bao zhang bao dao (Newspaper report) is so outta point! At least, that's what I deduced from Mr Ngoi's pointers.!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;My listening compre, walao. 14/20.&lt;br /&gt;Damn! &amp;amp; the mistakes come from the answer I corrected after doing the second check. I should trust my first instinct next time! Poooof. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1: 25&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2: 25&lt;br /&gt;Total: 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I say I'm lucky or what? FIFTY, on the dot!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say marn.. Really nothing. I'm not sad though (surprising?). Even when all the normally-would-not-do-well people did better than me. Hoho. I'm not naming who.&lt;br /&gt;I know I did my best, &amp;amp; moreover the paper's a killer this time round. I'm sure everyone agrees! (Okay, even if you don't, just pretend that you do! -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I studied kay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be so bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I've got Sail task to pull me up Up UP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was shitty!&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray&amp;amp;cross my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;that the rest of the papers would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Except Geog. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after school, while we were having lunch, me, Weilin, Michelle &amp;amp; Chiaw were talking about some random stuff while Clarissa &amp;amp; Yuyi joined in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun chatting.!&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Weilin talked about books &amp;amp; stuff. I didn't know we read the same books. BAH. :P&lt;br /&gt;I think China makes up the main topic of our discussion. About their "disneyland", "charshaobao" and "dumpling".&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked about exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, at least I think it was.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;You know? I'm getting a laptop by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;My parents said they can see that I worked hard for my EoYs, thus they're buying it for me no matter how my results are! Hahahaa, I'm so happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;But! My mother said all laptops (including my sister's) would have to be inside her room during the night, lest we lock ourselves in our room &amp;amp; use the com till late in the night. (wtf) :SS&lt;br /&gt;Or.. we ain't allow to buy it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyy, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;I just agree first.&lt;br /&gt;Buy liao then say.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm going to bathe ( YES! I'm still in uni)&lt;br /&gt;then I'll go read Clarissa's novel (is it counted as one?). (:&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in receiving back the remaining papers. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: I shan't call my mother Momo anymore! I just realise how DISGUSTING it sounds. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChiawMin:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha. But I like leh! It's so nice lah! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharmane&amp;amp;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't mean to not go de lah! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gerald:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha:&lt;/strong&gt; Me too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yinshuang:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah! I know you'll miss me too. I just know it. (: &amp;amp; I'm going Australia end of this year too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanzo:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. I know you do. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4461813503138362807?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4461813503138362807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4461813503138362807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4461813503138362807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4461813503138362807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-listening-to-hairspray-soundtrack-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3169947275827902509</id><published>2007-10-14T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:28.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have I ever mentioned that brownish-blonde is the nicest hair colour, ever!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxMPuZ6WIvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HXeEAlUKVCI/s1600-h/1224261126_859616eef1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121454491154391794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxMPuZ6WIvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HXeEAlUKVCI/s320/1224261126_859616eef1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxMPup6WIwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/fD2tCJvCrOs/s1600-h/1223402965_f7ac93444a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121454495449359106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxMPup6WIwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/fD2tCJvCrOs/s320/1223402965_f7ac93444a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be even better if it's brownish-blondish.&lt;br /&gt;Fetish. I like.! xD&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus's hair is totally amazing. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's so freakin' long, &amp;amp; whatnotss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay I'm snappin' outta it.&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Returning of results tomorrow. Luck! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3169947275827902509?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3169947275827902509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3169947275827902509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3169947275827902509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3169947275827902509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-i-ever-mentioned-that-brownish.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RxMPuZ6WIvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HXeEAlUKVCI/s72-c/1224261126_859616eef1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6221928387943299411</id><published>2007-10-12T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:31.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am supposedly to be in Johor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, due to the fact that Momo wants to go shopping with her friend rather than go shopping with her daughter in Johor, I'm currently still standing on the ground of Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I made plans for myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished watching Harry Potter 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; can't help feeling sad over the ending. Lollll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ron, Harry &amp;amp; Hermione all looked so cuteee last time. &amp;amp; I realise that Oliver Wood's damnnn handsome, not to mention cute. *smirks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawllll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been slacking the whole day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep. Eat. Watch TV. Play com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahh. Sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna play o2jam after I re-install it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. So Yesterday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&lt;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@&lt;strong&gt; Vivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with my relatives for some "bonding". (Yeah right!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We end up shopping till our feets got blistered anyway. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch in Kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rg56WIkI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IMB5Mi-TJZE/s1600-h/DSC01895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120359145644892738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rg56WIkI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IMB5Mi-TJZE/s320/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They've got really nice desserts! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we started shopppppppingggggg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother is freakin' hilarious. We were in Forever 21 shopping for some clothes when this freakin funnaye conversation took place:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momo:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, girl, made in China eh. Made in China sell for&lt;br /&gt;$68. Abit bo tak(means not worth it in her.. language) ah? Somemore&lt;br /&gt;the workmanship like, walao.. Don't want luh huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, mummy, your blouse *search for label* also made in&lt;br /&gt;CHINA eh! BO TAK! Don't buy luh huh? :PPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momo:&lt;/strong&gt; *Hurries away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lolllllll. Hahaha, I didn't get what I wanted in the end. Cos really, abit the expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teeeeheeeheeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q4J6WIjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fAP5sKW9-Nk/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120358445565223474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q4J6WIjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fAP5sKW9-Nk/s320/DSC01896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spotted this damn small-sized skirt in Topshop. It's sooooo small that I think only 2 months baby can wear. But I think 2-months baby also won't wear that lah! They'll be dressed in like some flamel-thick thick coat. Who will wear skirt? 2 months only. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momo was like saying how cute the skirt is, &amp;amp; she felt like buying for my cousin's gonna-be-born infant. Then, I said, yeah, cute. DAMN CUTE SIA. The price also very cute - $68&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahhhh! *Open eye big big*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivo, what you expect. All so exxxxxxx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q356WIiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/VKjYiuCUlZ4/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120358441270256162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q356WIiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/VKjYiuCUlZ4/s320/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After clothes was footwear. While Momo was trying on her heels, I noticed this damn cute baby! 2 months. (TOO MUCH OF A COINCIDENCE!!!). His cuteness caused me to stop at my tracks and play with him. His name is Jayden alright! Cute name goes with cute baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ah-ma so nice, let me play with him somemore. But he started crying! Omfg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I won't make a good mother in the future. LOLLLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh-ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had dinner at "Secret Recipe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw9MEZ6WIuI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lHf5TaSZOd8/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120394939902337762" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="205" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw9MEZ6WIuI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lHf5TaSZOd8/s320/DSC01898.JPG" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joneanne, Momo &amp;amp; I all wanted to try some cheesecake, so we ordered 3 large slice. I ordered the Apple Crumble, Momo ordered the coffee &amp;amp; Joneanna ordered New York Cheese. Mine came first. &amp;amp; it tasted like shit. Uh-oh. Take note: never buy apple crumble. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhJ6WImI/AAAAAAAAA-A/sAvobfU7d7E/s1600-h/DSC01900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120359149939860066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhJ6WImI/AAAAAAAAA-A/sAvobfU7d7E/s320/DSC01900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It taste like, I don't know. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momo scolded me for choosing this flavour (in the joking way). Then I said I thought its gonna be nice, cos it's the only piece left. &amp;amp; she said, your head lah! I think put there over 3 days already thats why only left 1 piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*FAINTS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhJ6WInI/AAAAAAAAA-I/OCZTKrOd_AQ/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120359149939860082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhJ6WInI/AAAAAAAAA-I/OCZTKrOd_AQ/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beauuuutiiifulll drink (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay after dinner, we went home. The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good thing yesterday was, we didn't had to take a cab home, like we usually do. Joneanne drove us home. Good thing she did! Cos the quene for cab was like oh-me-___ LONG!!!~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pgp6WIXI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Ji5NZ99W52o/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356942326669682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pgp6WIXI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Ji5NZ99W52o/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of events took place during the exams period. &amp;amp; one very unfateful incident happened, all because of me. It left me hanging with guilt even until now. What happened was actually.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'll try to put this across.. simply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to have luncheon meat for dinner after studying that night, &amp;amp; accidentally caused my maid (I call her tita which means "Auntie" in Phillipine) to injure herself. I was stubborn, I wanted to help her cook that night. &amp;amp; I thought opening the can would be very fun! Never would I thought I'll cause more trouble though.... =/ *adds guilty look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3p6WIhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NJbtDKATPRA/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120358436975288850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3p6WIhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NJbtDKATPRA/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhZ6WIoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qv1ZUaeHbN4/s1600-h/DSC01877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120359154234827394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rhZ6WIoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qv1ZUaeHbN4/s320/DSC01877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather that day: Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qIJ6WIbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/EwlBRjVjGSM/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120357620931502514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qIJ6WIbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/EwlBRjVjGSM/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crime scene: Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3J6WIfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/2I5ge27kIwU/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120358428385354226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3J6WIfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/2I5ge27kIwU/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Witness no.1: My sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pgJ6WIWI/AAAAAAAAA8A/qR_I00gTuSs/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356933736735074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pgJ6WIWI/AAAAAAAAA8A/qR_I00gTuSs/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Witness no.2: Spectrum chopsticks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3Z6WIgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/czGHppZy_Qk/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120358432680321538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8q3Z6WIgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/czGHppZy_Qk/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victim. x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still so happy after I caused her so much pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which unknowingly adds on to the guilt!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pg56WIYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/bLsYoLEQz0o/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356946621636994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8pg56WIYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/bLsYoLEQz0o/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The murderer: Mr Luncheon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8phJ6WIZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/dXAjX42GVuE/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356950916604306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8phJ6WIZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/dXAjX42GVuE/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accomplice: dinner that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8phZ6WIaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/nFeGt1ByKbM/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356955211571618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8phZ6WIaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/nFeGt1ByKbM/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qIZ6WIcI/AAAAAAAAA8w/M2_AQIWbL14/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Murder weapon: Tin can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qJ56WIdI/AAAAAAAAA84/stB8kqI0edw/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120357650996273618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qJ56WIdI/AAAAAAAAA84/stB8kqI0edw/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8qKZ6WIeI/AAAAAAAAA9A/GJIqcBMsiZw/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ta-da. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She almost lost her thumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tin can cut her finger, &amp;amp; it kept bleeding profusely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I freaked out. &amp;amp; I vomitted due to the blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was bloody red. :SS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, answer to the previous-previous post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out with Astrid, Vivian, Mich, Shar &amp;amp; Yinshuang to Suntec. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have the pictures with me right now, cos it's all with Asstriddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post about it when I have the pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damnnnnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fault! Yes I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'm damn sorry, tita! ); &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Guilt over! O-2-JAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: I call my mother Momo because she kept momo-ing during dinner last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6221928387943299411?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6221928387943299411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6221928387943299411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6221928387943299411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6221928387943299411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-supposedly-to-be-in-johor-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/Rw8rg56WIkI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IMB5Mi-TJZE/s72-c/DSC01895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-37269188451919953</id><published>2007-10-11T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:14:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Right now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm the most lethargic person on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I'm not gonna blog about yesterday, today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or even what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;want to post about but didn't have the chance to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;exams period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will do so tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did what I've just typed, make any sense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just try to be understanding. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm freakin' tired.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm gonna do this quiz from &lt;a href="http://untouchedgentleness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pam&lt;/a&gt;'s blog any-old-how. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Spell your name without an E,R,S,H,K,I,M,L,A,N,Y or T?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My name cannot be formed! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's got alot of "E"s, thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 What is your status?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Single &amp;amp; kicking yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 What's your favorite number?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most probably 4? No specific one actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 What's your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 What's your least favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ERRRRRRR. I like all colours, especially spectrum. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 What are you listening to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Yesterday by Hilary Duff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YUPPP. Why not? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 If you were to be any animal in the whole wide world what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ERRRRR. As-E-Vian (: [Lolll. Hoho.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 What is your favorite subject in school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geography? Ah, damn, I think it's not gonna be my fav after the results are outtt. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Are you usually outgoing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Define me your kind of "outgoing". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sociable, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paris. Lolll. It just popped into my mind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 What should you be doing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleeping, I told my mum I'll sleep by 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE CANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you blow a bubble?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With what? Bubble gum, can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you wiggle your ears?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lolll. No. But I know someone that can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you roll your tongue?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roll inside out? Or U-shaped? Aiyy, CAN LUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you touch your tongue to your nose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOOOOOOO. That's insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE DIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you ever want to be a doctor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No. I can't handle blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you ever want to be a fire fighter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAWHHHH. Siao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too physically draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE DO'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like roller coasters?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like? I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW. The last time I sat on one was in China &amp;amp; I think I almost couldn't survive from all MY screaming! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you own a bike?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAWHHHH. Sad or what? Don't even mention car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you find out about Friendster?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot. It was years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&lt;&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE LASTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last person you hugged?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last thing you said out loud?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"HAHAHAHAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WHATS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacket from I.P Zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last thing you drink?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plain old boring Ice Mountain filtered mineral waterrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the last person you held hands with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SISTER. KA PUI. ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-37269188451919953?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/37269188451919953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=37269188451919953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/37269188451919953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/37269188451919953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/right-now-im-most-lethargic-person-on.html' title='Tiring day!'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6442893394000930607</id><published>2007-10-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:43:06.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Passwords screw Humans</title><content type='html'>I just came back home from KFC with Vivian, Astrid, Michelle &amp;amp; Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;KFC, again! It's goddamn fattening, but it's near my house so who bloody cares. (;&lt;br /&gt;Junk food, not exactly... junk. x]&lt;br /&gt;But ever so tasty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; omfg, so sorry Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;It's all Astrid's spastic face that made me spit out my Meltz. Go after her. x]&lt;br /&gt;Heh, kidding. x]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me to sign in her computer user when I told her I want to use the computer. Ah, shittyass, her PSLE's over &amp;amp; she's practically online 24/7. Nvrmind, I can do that after the exams too (;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so back to the user thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know her password, so I tried to guess it with the help of her password hint.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what came out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am who I am. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Howww... nice. (No intended sarcasm here, cos mine ain't any better xD)&lt;br /&gt;I tried all kind of funny-lolly password. Her name, her boyfriend's name, their names combined and etc. But hell, it was all incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder if her password hint coincides with her password. =/&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I got kinda fed-up &amp;amp; pressed onto&lt;br /&gt;my password hint instead.&lt;br /&gt;Guess, what came out? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pigs don't fly, they rock! (;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lollllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? x]]]]]]]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least it complements my password :D&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy, I better change it.&lt;br /&gt;Or on second thought,&lt;br /&gt;maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda cooooool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature today was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Screw Humanities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not&lt;br /&gt;that I don't know how to do, matter of fact, I thought it was quite alright, but&lt;br /&gt;I can't help cursing Humanities for requiring us to write sucha long answer!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; every question is like, at least 4 marks. (For History structured, at&lt;br /&gt;least). I don't mind if they give us 2 hours for Literature, then expecting us&lt;br /&gt;to write so long, but 1hour40minutes??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;That's not enough if you wanna&lt;br /&gt;write with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping that they allowed us to answer&lt;br /&gt;using computers. Like, type your answers in Microsoft Words, then the teacher&lt;br /&gt;will mark from there. In that way, I not only get to buy a laptop (HEHE!), my&lt;br /&gt;work will also be more presentable. (;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen my handwriting&lt;br /&gt;for Literature today! Lolllll.&lt;br /&gt;Complete disaster. !&lt;br /&gt;So different from my&lt;br /&gt;usual one. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, my point is, our school should really&lt;br /&gt;consider extending our exam time (Not that I like doing exams, but....). I think&lt;br /&gt;of my Geog, &amp;amp; I wanna die.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't complete it, &amp;amp; we were given&lt;br /&gt;2hours. =/&lt;br /&gt;Or is it my fault? For not putting time management into practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. It is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;But History was alright! Considering me&lt;br /&gt;writing all the way until teacher said, "Put down your pens". But phew, I really&lt;br /&gt;should thank God that I managed to finish History, with all the required points&lt;br /&gt;pened down. For that, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, one more damned paper to go.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me&lt;br /&gt;with my Chinese compre &amp;amp; Summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for exams to be over!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a date &amp;amp; plans mapped out for tomorrow, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;I'll reveal that in my next post, so tune in tomorrow &amp;amp; catch the&lt;br /&gt;ball. (:&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, people.&lt;br /&gt;JUST ONE MORE PAPER. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;That was SO GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/Retard_Dance.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. BYE.&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6442893394000930607?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6442893394000930607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6442893394000930607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6442893394000930607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6442893394000930607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/funky-passwords-screw-humans-i-just.html' title='Funky Passwords screw Humans'/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2400207068925135797</id><published>2007-10-05T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:38:23.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a seriously bad headache! );&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't know what am I doing - still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started after lunch with Astrid, Michelle, Sharmane, Vivian, Olivia, Clarissa, Jo &amp;amp; Weilin (Alot of people right xD) at Parkway. Astrid started cracking up some really lame &amp;amp; funny joke, which made me laugh so hard that my brain exploded. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed, was the blazing hot sun. The weather's really bad nowadays!&lt;br /&gt;I almost fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I did was, I went to shower immediately after I got home. &amp;amp; plopped onto the bed. The next thing I was aware of was, it was 7 already. !! I slept for like 6 hours. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STRAIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think that the pain in the head would be gone by now.&lt;br /&gt;But..... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole freakin' body can't move.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my head feels as if it can cook a egg. (indirectly which means hot).&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omggawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I do well for Maths. (Sorry, that was random)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Blogger should really improve their function by leaps &amp;amp; bound by creating emoticons for the users (Like Xanga's, *hint-hint*!). This way, I can really express how I feel right now. !&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPLODE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2400207068925135797?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2400207068925135797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2400207068925135797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2400207068925135797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2400207068925135797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-seriously-bad-headache-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-9114877786452062574</id><published>2007-10-02T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T03:08:20.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This shall be my 2nd post for the day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently taking a break from all the studying - blog.&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying for the past 5 hours with my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;Darren rockssss. Hahahaha, he's the only one that can test me on Science.&lt;br /&gt;Although he's only Sec1, but he know heaps! You'll be surprised. He stumped me with alot of astonishing question. He's a nice neighbour &amp;amp; a nice friend as well (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After studying, he introduced me to this website.&lt;br /&gt;It's some comic thingy, on the History of Chinese (三国演义), looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 1043px" height="835" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/san0011.gif" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 1090px" height="854" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h13/eileennjt321/2-2.gif" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Hilarious right?&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun laughing from it. x]&lt;br /&gt;Wiat, there's more, click &lt;a href="http://www.san.pengguo.com/index.php?mode=main"&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll study at 7. (;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall rest.&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck everybody. ! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-9114877786452062574?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9114877786452062574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=9114877786452062574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9114877786452062574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9114877786452062574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-shall-be-my-2nd-post-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3629123819829222614</id><published>2007-10-01T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:51:21.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;English&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Literature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English's pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;But I think my compo went out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I didn't leave lines for summary today.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't get penalised, just for &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Science, &amp;amp; I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get an A1 after all the hardwork I've put in.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if I flunk Science ah, I'll go &lt;em&gt;tiao lou zi sa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES!&lt;/em&gt; It's that serious.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; construction going on near my house.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find them irritating?&lt;br /&gt;I find them highly re-re-retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll only heave a sigh of relief after the last paper is over.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's when exams' are officially over, :D&lt;br /&gt;Yahoooooo. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid's quiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did this quiz sometime back, oh well. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 13 of your friends that you can think of now.&lt;br /&gt;[in alphabetical order]&lt;br /&gt;don't read the questions below until you have written all the names of the 13 people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Asha&lt;br /&gt;2. Astrid&lt;br /&gt;3. Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;4. Chaiwmin&lt;br /&gt;5. Dean&lt;br /&gt;6. Eugene&lt;br /&gt;7. Gary&lt;br /&gt;8. Junhui&lt;br /&gt;9. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;10. Mark&lt;br /&gt;11. Qixiang&lt;br /&gt;12. Sharmane&lt;br /&gt;13. Weilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was outta randomness by the way.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. how did you meet 10?&lt;br /&gt;[Mark] Erm, same class, same secondary. The one that don't know how to tie tie on the first day of orientation week. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2. what would you do if you have never met 1?&lt;br /&gt;[Asha] I won't have someone to call me to stand in line for Assembly. HAHA, Asha knows what :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3. what would you do if 2 and 6 dated?&lt;br /&gt;[Astrid &amp;amp; Eugene] OMGGAWD. HAHA. Astrid! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4. have you seen 4 cry before?&lt;br /&gt;[Chiawmin] Yepppp. During the China trip. ;XXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5.do you think 10 is cute?&lt;br /&gt;[Mark] Ummmmmm. Let me get back to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6.how did you get to know about 8?&lt;br /&gt;[Junhui] He sits beside me in class. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7.would you ever go on a date with 12?&lt;br /&gt;[Sharmane] Oh no. She'll slap me until...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q8.whats 7's fave colour?&lt;br /&gt;[Gary] Lawl. GREEEEN. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q9.what would you do if 6 confessed that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;[Eugene] It won't happen. [smirks]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10.facts about 9.&lt;br /&gt;[Michelle] Ummmmmmm. Winnie the pooh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11.whos 4 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;[Chiawmin] Declared: Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12.who is 5 to you?&lt;br /&gt;[Dean] My friend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13.would you ever live with thirteen?&lt;br /&gt;[Weilin] LOL. I don't know? x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14.is 2 single?&lt;br /&gt;[Asha] Yesssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q15.what do you think about 3?&lt;br /&gt;[Clarissa] She's a nice person :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q16.whats the best thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;[Dean] He's very nice, for a guy. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17.what do you like about 11?&lt;br /&gt;[Qixiang] His sense of humour. Wakakaka. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q18.favourite memory with 2?&lt;br /&gt;[Astrid] Hmmmmmmm. All those time while we're in class. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 4 people to do the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;[Won't tag those who did it already]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharmane&lt;br /&gt;Junhui&lt;br /&gt;Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Gary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nigel:&lt;/strong&gt; Goodluck to you too. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; LAWL. I don't know who spam one sial. I DON'T KNOW SIAAAAA. Thanks for all the luck, anyway. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanksssss. You too (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary:&lt;/strong&gt; Thankyou. YOU TOO (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChiawMin:&lt;/strong&gt; Ahahahaha, you don't know me arh? I'm damn lazy. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiMin:&lt;/strong&gt; xD Not my fault. THE RAIN'S FAULT. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qixiang:&lt;/strong&gt; BURN WHAT? lawl&lt;/span&gt;. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3629123819829222614?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3629123819829222614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3629123819829222614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3629123819829222614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3629123819829222614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/english-chinese-science-geography.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1132554474309328823</id><published>2007-09-29T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:00:32.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1132554474309328823?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1132554474309328823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1132554474309328823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1132554474309328823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1132554474309328823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-is-so-beautiful-only-when-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5766192221041396544</id><published>2007-09-27T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:51:56.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!!! Okay.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many many thanks to the following;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiaw;&lt;br /&gt;Offering to send me home, knowing that my umbrella's spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary;&lt;br /&gt;For helping me carry my waterbottle throughout (it's not exactly throughout, but still I give him credit for the whole thing :P) the whole KPE trip. &amp;amp; throwing my rubbish. Plus, telling me whenever a sticker is stuck onto my back. &amp;amp; maybe concealing the fact that I hid Bryan's PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene;&lt;br /&gt;For carrying my file &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;treating&lt;/s&gt; me 2 bottles of green tea, one jelly, curry chicken noodle, ice mountain, all from the school canteen. Will pay him back xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhangxin;&lt;br /&gt;For carrying my 3 thick file up to the classroom. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrid, Michelle, Sharmane;&lt;br /&gt;For being my always-reliable friends. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &amp;amp; who else?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I left you out of something, but that's all I can remember for now.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I'M SO POLITE. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5766192221041396544?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5766192221041396544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5766192221041396544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5766192221041396544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5766192221041396544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2506381083719699325</id><published>2007-09-27T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T04:30:53.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back home from KPE, the tunnel trip at Kallang, dripping wet. Reason being, my umbrella was spolit. I somehow hate rain nowadays. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, is considerably my suay-est day of my life. It was raining cats &amp;amp; dogs, so I decided to stay under the shelter before walking to school. However, until 7.15, it was still raining. So, no choice, I had to battle the rain WITH my umbrella. I walked all the way down to level one just to realise that my umbrella couldn't work. I went back up &amp;amp; changed one. STILL, I couldn't get the second umbrella to work. Thus, I had to go all the way back AGAIN to get my maid to open the bloody umbrella for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if its me or whatever, the umbrella just kept going against me. ! &amp;amp; just as I was cursing the rain, a damned red car out of nowhere drove past me over a HUGE puddle, leaving me DRIPPING wet. Wtfffffffffffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;Including my shoes! I had to wear wet shoes &amp;amp; socks throughout the day. What luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lessons, I kept removing and rewearing my shoes, because it was bloooooody uncomfortable. Just imagine immersing your feet into a cold bucket of icy water. The feeling's just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that I got to change into slippers for the KPE trip or I might just die on the spot. Thanks to HuiMin, for providing me with the slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, let's not sidetrack. (:&lt;br /&gt;KPE's so much fun, especially the wind-blow-wind part. The only bad thing about it is that it gets all kind of dirts stuck onto your hair, making it damn dry &amp;amp; filthy. &amp;amp; for those wearing contact lenses, even worse.! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChiawMin took lotsa photo, but I'm not upload it here yet because firstly, I don't have the photos &amp;amp; secondly, it would take lotsa time for me upload it here. Blogger's sooooooo lag, that's why. But, I'll post it after exams. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanted to blog initially. But, I realise all the mugging's driving me nuts, so I decided to relieve stress and entertain myself with blogging. At least, I get to vent all my frustration over here and release some of those e-o-y tension living within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already finished revising Science &amp;amp; Maths. Starting on Geog tonight.&lt;br /&gt;3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2506381083719699325?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2506381083719699325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2506381083719699325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2506381083719699325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2506381083719699325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-got-back-home-from-kpe-tunnel.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7699590384493031366</id><published>2007-09-24T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:39:34.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mrs Yap said, if we work hard,&lt;br /&gt;the paper won't be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Dean! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you like our present.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. yeah I realised xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nigel:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks, okay, will link ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; -.- who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; ME TOO. ! &amp;amp; physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sihui:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, thanks (: GOOD LUCK TO YOU TOO ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph:&lt;/strong&gt; xD okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine2A:&lt;/strong&gt; Ohh, haha, hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark:&lt;/strong&gt; LAWL. I need more than you lor xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jet:&lt;/strong&gt; oooh. okays. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7699590384493031366?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7699590384493031366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7699590384493031366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7699590384493031366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7699590384493031366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/mrs-yap-said-if-we-work-hard-paper-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-9204538243903736946</id><published>2007-09-20T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T07:54:44.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandmother's in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;She's got intestinal infection/intestine infection.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not exactly close to her, I do feel worried for her.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's in the hospital for the whole day, &amp;amp; I can tell he's shagged.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much I can do to help, cos I'm &lt;em&gt;not even allowed to visit her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel soo uselessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did alot of studying today &amp;amp; I feel awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;I completed Mr Gan's h/w on Maths, read History Chapters 9&amp;amp;10 &amp;amp; recapped on what Mrs Ang have taught us today on Electrolysis and all those blahs. I think it's the effect of Astrid calculating how much I must get for the eoys in order to get 68% for overall percentage that spurred me on to study. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for me to get &lt;strong&gt;68%:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;80%&lt;/strong&gt; for EOY&lt;br /&gt;In order for me to get &lt;strong&gt;64%&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;70%&lt;/strong&gt; for EOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me, can I not study? :SS&lt;br /&gt;I need help in 'Acids&amp;amp;Alkali' and 'Chemical Formula'. Help. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied with Astrid, Olivia &amp;amp; Yijie in the library today. Zomg, I find that so cool. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got alot of photos to upload, but I shan't for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;But, I will, after EoYs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning #1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like things simplified.&lt;br /&gt;Overdoing it &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; kill your chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: My school skirt's getting tighter &amp;amp; tighter. xD zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/ss: I didn't know sec1's got After-school-care as well. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks, but my eyes ain't alright. Sorry! My link got 2 Jas, thats why. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA, okay, as you wish. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, okay, good increase my hits :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel:&lt;/strong&gt; LAWL. What rubbish. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharmane:&lt;/strong&gt; Sharmane ni ni na na :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChiawMin:&lt;/strong&gt; Okeydokey, mummy. FOOD KOPER ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-9204538243903736946?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9204538243903736946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=9204538243903736946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9204538243903736946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/9204538243903736946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-grandmothers-in-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4781748672960461848</id><published>2007-09-18T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T04:59:09.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention scared. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4781748672960461848?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4781748672960461848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4781748672960461848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4781748672960461848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4781748672960461848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-shocked.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-5308932311702532882</id><published>2007-09-16T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:53:20.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;true-toyou.blogspot.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have time for you until exams are over. );&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been studying &amp;amp; neglecting you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;But I promise I'll be back soon,&lt;br /&gt;10th Oct, deal? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me blog, although I know you will :P&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;JK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weilin: &lt;/strong&gt;I said it was a chameleon, &amp;amp; someone said it's a lizard. -.- Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, yay! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; LOLOLOLOL. Are you fantasizing or what? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison:&lt;/strong&gt; Cool? YOU SURE? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiMin:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, we sure did. Hahaha. I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha. xP Over liao. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-5308932311702532882?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5308932311702532882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=5308932311702532882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5308932311702532882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/5308932311702532882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-true-toyou.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4030072062152387268</id><published>2007-09-13T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T07:39:41.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Brithday &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yinshuang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished revising Algebra.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I did the &lt;u&gt;Chinese Summary&lt;/u&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan:&lt;/strong&gt; Ask your fellow countryman(ahemMrahemNgoi), to shut up please.&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;I totally saved his ass lor. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm required to attend maths remedial every morning now.&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect way to kill brain cells on the start of the day :SSSS&lt;br /&gt;I hope it really helps with my Maths, cos I don't wanna flunk it again.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's really tiring to wake up so early in the morning. );&lt;br /&gt;2more weeks. Worth it, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, IPW's officially over! :D&lt;br /&gt;I think we all did very well, especially for the skit!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my group members: &lt;u&gt;Sharmane, Michelle, HuiMin &amp; Ariel.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we'll all score very well for our English (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get 68%.&lt;br /&gt;Then I get a laptop,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, Justin &amp;amp; Junhui created a &lt;a href="http://www.apocalypse2012.co.nr/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for the Apocalypse 2012.&lt;br /&gt;xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a swarm of bees in school. ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yinshuang:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello birthday girl (: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-shuang! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahaha, I'll get bored of it :SSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, linking xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meryl:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, thanks. Cos I stayed at home and study!!! ZOMG. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liujing:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaa, thanks all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; Chucky bearrrr rocks more (: Random xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of Astrid's lame yet &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; hilarious joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; What's pink &amp; fluffy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; Errrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; It's pink fluff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL -.- okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; What's blue &amp;amp; fluffy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; Blue fluff. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; NOOOOO. It's when &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;pink fluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; hold its breath &amp; turn into &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue fluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFLMAOOOOOOOO. &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; almost died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else never really laugh lor.&lt;br /&gt;But it's damn funnaye to me!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ;DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then, I retold this joke to alot of people:&lt;br /&gt;Sharmane, Gary, Bryan, Weilin &amp;amp; Vivian.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I think.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'll laugh everytime as I tell.&lt;br /&gt;xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;There's this BIG HUMUNGOUS lizard within the school compound.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I almost step on it.&lt;br /&gt;I literally screamed for blue murder luhhhhssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZOMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4030072062152387268?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4030072062152387268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4030072062152387268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4030072062152387268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4030072062152387268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-brithday-ryan-yinshuang.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-882246769391942711</id><published>2007-09-11T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T05:15:39.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me luck for IPW tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; sorry Zhenyuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-882246769391942711?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/882246769391942711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=882246769391942711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/882246769391942711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/882246769391942711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/wish-me-luck-for-ipw-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-4680918382395282668</id><published>2007-09-10T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:16:53.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hope that Apocalypse 2012 ain't true.&lt;br /&gt;Weilin cried like hell when I told her about it.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder if I did the right thing by telling her.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, honestly, she was crying like madd during Higher Chinese Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even wanna attempt to do the Chinese Compo.&lt;br /&gt;Comfirm zero already. Cos it's literally blank. =/&lt;br /&gt;I seriously didn't think that it would affect her so much.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so helpless back then.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna cry toooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, eh, seriously, I still wanna live!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I still wanna own a house, enter University, travel around the world, see &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt; snow, own a puppy (???), see the flowers bloom in Japan during April &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; lots more! :S&lt;br /&gt;How can I just die like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the guys only care about &lt;u&gt;dying a virgin&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy. Can't stand them.&lt;br /&gt;There are much more stuff than just you know, that! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sekali this thing turn out to be some scientist joke ah..&lt;br /&gt;WAH. ;SSSS&lt;br /&gt;Tensionn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed seating arrangement today.&lt;br /&gt;Got Junhui on my left again! :SSS&lt;br /&gt;It's always him. Pooof. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, High School Musical 2 rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Better than the first one.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Anne Hudgen's got a rockin' voice (???). Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Tisdale &amp; Zac Efron are hawttt.&lt;br /&gt;I loveeee their songs. (:&lt;br /&gt;Watch it. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad over Vanessa's incident.&lt;br /&gt;It's so dummbb lah. Dear dear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; junhui got her ____ photo in his phone.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? &amp;amp; Gary ___________&lt;br /&gt;Walao. All big-time/full time pervert.&lt;br /&gt;:PPPPP&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Won't blog as often.&lt;br /&gt;Needa mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 3 more weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; imagine all those fun you can have after that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about trust?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; what about me?&lt;br /&gt;I take it as,&lt;br /&gt;I've never known that fact.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, boy. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, that's alot! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharmane:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry lah, I didn't mean to not go. It's not true? OH GREAT. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy (Hamai):&lt;/strong&gt; Okay sure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liujing:&lt;/strong&gt; LAWL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahah. Go link properly lah. Yeah, the song rocks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine:&lt;/strong&gt; I finished le! Coolio :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah typo. Paiseh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jet:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, typo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huijin:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay. Will relink soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shiao:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahah. Hello birthday boy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta go. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-4680918382395282668?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4680918382395282668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=4680918382395282668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4680918382395282668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/4680918382395282668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-really-hope-that-apocalypse-2012-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-6607486938917581133</id><published>2007-09-09T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T05:50:45.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;MY FATHER'S GAY!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A GAYYYY DADDDDY ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching High School Musical 2 right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's damn niceeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I finished all my homework!&lt;br /&gt;Yeppp! Mock papers, summaries &amp;amp; jianbao :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. I can really work if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa brain cells' gone. Pooooof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Print d&amp;t research tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. BACK TO SHOW ;D&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-6607486938917581133?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6607486938917581133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=6607486938917581133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6607486938917581133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/6607486938917581133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-392185815805045305</id><published>2007-09-08T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:03:00.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know that Apocalypse 2021?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's freakin' scientific proven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna diee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unlike Mark &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mich&amp;amp;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, I'll come back for more! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me one more! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-392185815805045305?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/392185815805045305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=392185815805045305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/392185815805045305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/392185815805045305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-know-that-apocalypse-2021-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-643496212452871213</id><published>2007-09-07T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:31.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:&lt;/strong&gt; I realise there's alot of grammar error in this post. But, I'm way tooo lazy to change it. So, the problem is, do you mind? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;Please. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what my father's doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Chinese oldies that doesn't make sense to me. =/&lt;br /&gt;He blasted me off my bed with his music. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he's having this fiasco in our house. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my father retired, he's determined to change our family's lifestyle. For starters, he commanded us to sleep at 10.30pm and wake up early everyday. Which, he obviously failed to do so :P&lt;br /&gt;Now, he is bringing it to another level higher. From yesterday onwards, we are suppose to have fruits before dinner. He said that would be healthier and whatever. I don't know how true is that, but I'm sure he's going crazzzzzy! (Nah, just kidding :P)&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we have to wake up at 9.30 every weekends to have breakfast. American breakfast. You know, whereby you have cucumbers in one bowl, toasted bread on a plate, and ham/bacon on the other? Hahahahaha, I swear it's damn funny. But, I gotta admit the breakfast's good. &amp; maybe.. healthy?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so back in China :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing I detest, I gotta wake up at 9.30 today!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I slept at 2.30am last night. That's like only 7hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Omgwth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished IPW with my group members. Ahhh, so sian.&lt;br /&gt;Shar&amp;Mich make me feel so bad for not going to Shiao's party!&lt;br /&gt;'cos according to them, it's really so much fun! ):&lt;br /&gt;I should have went, since it's like at ECP, only!&lt;br /&gt;Dayammmmmmmmmm~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, happy belated birthday Shiao Xian! :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle told me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;It's okay to have that thought,&lt;br /&gt;but to be hopeful,&lt;br /&gt;I think better not.&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten ; twice shy. ): &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She loves BARBIE DOLL ! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've said before,&lt;br /&gt;I'm into reading now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got knocked off sideways when I woke up today as the realisation of undone homeworks dawned on me. Ohmygoooooooooooooodness.&lt;br /&gt;I've only completed Science research, part of d&amp;t research &amp;amp; part of Jianbao &lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Means the rest of the holidays, I've been slacking/studying/slacking/studying?!&lt;br /&gt;I've still got Science&amp;Maths Mock paper, &amp;amp; 2 disgusting Chinese Summary!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all those,&lt;br /&gt;I still have to worry about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RuI7l06lJhI/AAAAAAAAA70/DOrHK9UtCUk/s1600-h/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107710448437110290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RuI7l06lJhI/AAAAAAAAA70/DOrHK9UtCUk/s320/DSC01775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find the books I wanna read.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it gets on my nerve, as the books are "to-be-continued".&lt;br /&gt;If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it,&lt;br /&gt;I've been so lazy! :SSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: My cousin came by yesterday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RuI7kk6lJgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/MYFF9mdO-DY/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107710426962273794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RuI7kk6lJgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/MYFF9mdO-DY/s320/DSC01773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/SS: I'm missing an eclair, anyone? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: I better get started on my homework! 'cos I wanna catch High School Musical 2 :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-643496212452871213?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/643496212452871213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=643496212452871213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/643496212452871213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/643496212452871213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RuI7l06lJhI/AAAAAAAAA70/DOrHK9UtCUk/s72-c/DSC01775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-610993408353730185</id><published>2007-09-06T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T07:30:26.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/mintpoint.blogspot.com"&gt;Chiaw&lt;/a&gt;'s got a blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it's blue. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. According to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/junhuii.blogspot.com"&gt;Junhui&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, the world's coming to an end ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; according to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/ourneverending-story.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;, we only have 1932days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm taking this opportunity to say something to all of my friends:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter what you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye's like kena infection.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn red.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not touch contacts for sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some studying on Molecules, Ions &amp; Elements after lunch with Qixiang&amp;Mark today. (:&lt;br /&gt;But it's more on the slacking mode.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading more than I've been studying.&lt;br /&gt;Reading books I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked reading. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, but the ironic thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so into it now!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it's a bad thing anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, whoa three tags! xD Yepp, the colours changed alot. When I first had the braces, it didn't hurt. But this time, when I had it adjusted, it hurts like maddd! I dunno why either. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahaha, people like you, will just increase my hits. ;P Come so many times for what? xD Bo liao ah? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-610993408353730185?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/610993408353730185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=610993408353730185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/610993408353730185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/610993408353730185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/chiaw-s-got-blog-d-its-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-891072621024332172</id><published>2007-09-05T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T11:39:20.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.36am now!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm miraclously awake!&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake!&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying.&lt;br /&gt;Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;You got that right. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaddds of love.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Michelle&amp;Astrid today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we did lotsa catching up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays, time to hit the sack! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-891072621024332172?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/891072621024332172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=891072621024332172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/891072621024332172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/891072621024332172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3945271252351380325</id><published>2007-09-05T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T02:57:13.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having a midlife crisis over here.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3.48pm today!&lt;br /&gt;Was on the phone till 2.30am. :S&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, I've got no one else to blame except for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to Shiao's party&lt;br /&gt;Tried, mother flipped.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Muggggggg~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to rush.&lt;br /&gt;TUITION!&lt;br /&gt;Good day (:&lt;br /&gt;(I sound like Dumbleedore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: My teeth's still hurting, although all the gap's closed. Weilin, you sure about this? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3945271252351380325?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3945271252351380325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3945271252351380325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3945271252351380325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3945271252351380325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-having-midlife-crisis-over-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3815773432060312854</id><published>2007-09-04T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T05:52:15.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I officially hate dental appointments.&lt;br /&gt;My teeths hurting like madd.&lt;br /&gt;Ruddy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I can study with the pain I'm going through currently.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall continue with my d&amp;t, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who saw my PM on MSN should know I'm sickkkk.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who asked me to get well soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh, I'm forced to conclude that alarm clock doesn't work for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waking up at 1.30, noon.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I just cut my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;I look blooooooooody nerdy now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;My teeth feel as if it's gonna be crushed by the idiotic metals anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: Those who consider putting braces, do take a step back &amp;amp; reconsider. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3815773432060312854?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3815773432060312854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3815773432060312854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3815773432060312854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3815773432060312854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-officially-hate-dental-appointments.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3489606546649103928</id><published>2007-09-03T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T06:43:07.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I said I'll study, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I can't, with all those construction going on.&lt;br /&gt;So, to make me seem like I'm not making an excuse for not studying, (ahem, asha thinks so, ahem! :P), I shall push studying to night-time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not slacking but doing my d&amp;t research.&lt;br /&gt;At 10, I'll enter my room, heck care my sister &amp;amp; her friend, and study Geography's Settlement &amp; Telecommunication. Shall not join my sister &amp;amp; play anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;It got me into big trouble today.&lt;br /&gt;I was vexing over Algebra (with the construction, mind you) when my sister asked me to go Parkway with her. &amp; I had ice-cream &amp;amp; whatnots. GALLIVANTING's bad. Ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tomorrow, I won't be free with dental &amp;amp; whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;I'm guilt-stricken.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I better reply tags before it accumulates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, okay, it's official. I shall compete with you for EOYs. :D DotA not that hard lor xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey! Haha, okay, thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sihui:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello. Noprob luh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, you tell me liao xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, hello. Yupps. Agreed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know why either. I like that song too(: &amp; better start mugging yah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liujing:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA. You're so drama. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark:&lt;/strong&gt; Mark, those who don't know. Must be really blind/deaf/whatsnot. -.- haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yinshuang:&lt;/strong&gt; COOKIES&amp;CREAM rocks! Yupps, let's go out again someday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boonmay:&lt;/strong&gt; OKAY! I did your quizzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clayton:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, it changed alot, right? Got air-con (unfair) &amp;amp; the coms, tv. WHOA. ;S But the food's still as nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; Waah, okay thankyou thankyou! Btw, everyone saw me taking pic lor. YOU BLIND LAH! ;PPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junhui:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaahaha, yeah I THINK I know you kidding lah, huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eddie:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, actually. There's not much I know about DotA, so what's WCG? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. Don't make me laugh. You ain't fat. xD Neither is Mark -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andre:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, hellos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. You're Andre! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: those who tagged hi/hello/hey, &amp; those who asked for a relink, I've replied. So there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3489606546649103928?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3489606546649103928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3489606546649103928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3489606546649103928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3489606546649103928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3090648403106300182</id><published>2007-09-03T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:31.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I don't think Sept holiday's really a holiday for all the Sec2s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Streaming's just round the corner. According to Eugene, only 28days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp; practically all my friends are studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that matter of fact, I think 1 week is not sufficent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things to do, so little time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got Oral presentation for IPW after school re-opens, d&amp;amp;t research (8 reflections, omg!), Science research, Chinese jianbao &amp; whatnots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided to do what Mrs Lim told us to do. Practise Maths at least 1hour per day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't afford to fail Maths again! I want my 80 back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy&amp;amp;Daddy made it clear that I'm not suppose to idle my time away by playing computer all day long. So simply put, they want me to study. Mug hardcore. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp; then I'll get to go out more often. Okays, I shall do just that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw away my phone, throw away my computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; welcome textbooks warmly! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah, I watched "Evan Almighty" yesterday-yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show's a cock show, but it's rather nice (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really get some part b'cos it's more of a Christian kinda show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had to rely on people to tell me what's up with the show.&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 614. ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there's this part I like alot alot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(When God talk to the Mother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When someone pray for their family to be together,&lt;br /&gt;do you think God gives them the opportunity to love&amp;care for each&lt;br /&gt;other,&lt;br /&gt;or do you think God just bless them with love&amp;amp;care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astrid said it's about God supplying you the chance to do something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not only about God helping you. You gotta help yourself too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you have to do something. No use praying &amp; praying when you just sit down there &amp;amp; do nothing, but you expect God to help you. Yupp, I don't know if I got that right, but I know I cannot just rely on external help to do well for Streaming. Oh yes, I'm studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something random:&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know how I feel? I tell you how I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think people from our cohort, should just stop making groundless assumptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when those "assumptions" may hurt other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People seriously don't know what they're saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not as if I don't know what rumours are circulating around the cohort for this few months, it's just that I chose to keep mum about it. But, this time I really cannot take it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like who can? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I suggest you toerags, should just shut your gap &amp; get on with your studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be a better choice isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guilty ones will know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, I got that off my chest. Thanks goodness :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark's recent worry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtvB006lJfI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EVCxFL-SMfk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105887715856295410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtvB006lJfI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EVCxFL-SMfk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING FAT!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Click to enlarge. &amp;amp; enjoy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Lazy to reply to tags. Maybe some other days :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUDY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3090648403106300182?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3090648403106300182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3090648403106300182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3090648403106300182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3090648403106300182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-i-dont-think-sept-holidays-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RtvB006lJfI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EVCxFL-SMfk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3638675870877926053</id><published>2007-09-01T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:38:43.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;List out top 5 birthday presents you want :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 3B/D/E '08 :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Vaio Laptop&lt;br /&gt;3. New handphone keypad -.-&lt;br /&gt;4. Movies &amp; more movies! :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Still, 3B/D/E '08 :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following question :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. The person who tag you is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tan Boonmay xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Your 5 impression of him/her is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The girl on my left who always fall asleep during HCL lessons? xD&lt;br /&gt;- C/WA, netball :D&lt;br /&gt;- The one that eats alot!&lt;br /&gt;- The one that's very drama?&lt;br /&gt;- The one that can see dots? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she did for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMM. Don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. The most memorable words he/she said to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you'll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll really turn into a lesbo then! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things she need to improve on is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, try to eat lesser.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyy, I don't know luh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you'll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know! :SSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reasons will be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably is backstabbing, argue or whatever shitty reasons luh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Overall impression, erm, good I suppose? So far so good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. How do you think people around you feels about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm plain retarded &amp; childish -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. The character you love of yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spasm!! ROFL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate of yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too sleepy, too lazy, the I-don't-wanna-study-now attitude. Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you wanna be with is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________.&lt;br /&gt;Secret ;X&lt;br /&gt;(Go count the number of blanks then try to guess who is it, if you're that bored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. For those people who loves and care about you, say something to them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you just as much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Please try not choose those the previous person had chosen, but you may) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alphabetical order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sharmane&lt;br /&gt;2) Astrid&lt;br /&gt;3) Michelle&lt;br /&gt;4) Mark&lt;br /&gt;5) Yinshuang&lt;br /&gt;6) Dean&lt;br /&gt;7) Sihui&lt;br /&gt;8) Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;9) Weilin&lt;br /&gt;10) Asha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is no.6 having relationship with? (Dean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I don't know. He have also won't tell me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is no.9 a male or a female? (Weilin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do ya think? FEMALE LAH! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? (Sihui&amp;Asha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Of cos not. They are of the same sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How about no.6 and 5? (Yinshuang&amp;amp;Dean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL! Okay, that you gotta ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is no.2 studying about? (Astrid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When is the last time you chat with no.3? (Michelle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just? On MSN? She's damn pissed/emo/upset.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why either. With me or what? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What kinda band does no.8 likes? (Jasmine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does no.1 has any sibling? (Sharmane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will you woo no.3? (Michelle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahhahaha, yeah. Maybe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How about no.7? (Sihui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ain't close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is no.4 single? (Mark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupppss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is the hobby of no.4? (Mark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobby ah. Nerds study :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does no.5 and 9 get along well? (Yinshuang&amp;Weilin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps, I think so. Same Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where is no.2 studying at? (Astrid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanjong Katong Sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talk something casually about no.1. (Sharmane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Maths damn pro. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you try developing feelings for no.8? (Jasmine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where does no.9 live at? (Weilin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. Some where near School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What colour does no.4 likes? (Mark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE! DUHH~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are no.5 &amp;amp; 1 bestfriend? (Sharmane&amp;Yinshuang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does no.7 likes no.2? (Sihui&amp;amp;Astrid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Same birthday. RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How do you get to know no.2? (Astrid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm. Cos we're in the same class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does no.1 have any pets? (Sharmane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nopee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is no.7 the sexiest person on earth? (Sihui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----END----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3638675870877926053?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3638675870877926053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3638675870877926053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3638675870877926053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3638675870877926053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/09/list-out-top-5-birthday-presents-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8398638533538433084</id><published>2007-08-31T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:35.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Teachers' Day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, we had ACES dance in the field. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Stupid field, my shoes's so muddy after the whole dance.&lt;br /&gt;Even with the ruddy mosquitos &amp; mud, I still managed to have fun with Asha while dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at this &amp;amp; that, whatnots. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the concert. There's nothing much to say about it with "Talent Search" taking 75% of the concert. The remaining time's for some funny funny performance. Haha. ;P&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't deny the fact that I enjoyed the whole process thoroughly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave presents to these teachers:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang, Mrs Yap, Miss Toh, Mrs Lim, Mr Ngoi &amp; Mrs Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Toh got a bouquet of Baby Breath, a Strawberry Shortcake bottle filled with her favourite Lemon Tea, a wrapped Umeya Jelly &amp;amp; Astrid's homemade cookies. All from me, Michelle &amp; Astrid. COOLIO :D&lt;br /&gt;We're the best students she can ever have, right right right! (:&lt;br /&gt;I ran all the way to 7-eleven to get that Lemon Tea in the morning for her.&lt;br /&gt;Causing me to be almost late for school. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang was having a meeting in the staff room, so I couldn't give her her present personally, so I gave it to Mrs Yap instead. &amp;amp; she said she'll help me give it to her. Oh yah, &amp; of cos I gave Mrs Yap before asking her to help me luhh xD&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Yap's damn chio to me today. I don't know why either. I'm not a lesbo ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran around the school looking for Mrs Lee.&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't in the HOD room, neither is she in the hall. So, me &amp; Astrid ran from the HOD room to the staff room then to the hall like some mad retards for dunno-how-many-times, looking for her. ;S&lt;br /&gt;Just, to find out from Mr Ngoi that she have left. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So I gave it to Mr Ngoi, so that he can help me pass to her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I was free to go after clearing my loot of presents.&lt;br /&gt;Walked with Josephine, Astrid, Olivia &amp; Rifat (s/p) to TKPS.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Jo then left the three of them alone. They went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftXU6lJFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/sPuHFiRsZ_U/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104809687654933586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftXU6lJFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/sPuHFiRsZ_U/s320/DSC01746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the girl's toilet! It's filled with grafittis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftW06lJDI/AAAAAAAAA4E/2BpVLJZ8L-U/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104809679064998962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftW06lJDI/AAAAAAAAA4E/2BpVLJZ8L-U/s320/DSC01748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statue outside 6Olympism's classroom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftXE6lJEI/AAAAAAAAA4M/aF3Ju0EeaNc/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104809683359966274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftXE6lJEI/AAAAAAAAA4M/aF3Ju0EeaNc/s320/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall, with AIR-CON. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuME6lJGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/DyGxcyT3SsA/s1600-h/DSC01745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810593893033058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuME6lJGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/DyGxcyT3SsA/s320/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banner with my name. :D&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge(:&lt;br /&gt;My name's the last, bcos it's the shortest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtgEek6lJcI/AAAAAAAAA7M/uJ-BOx8hUxI/s1600-h/31082007538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104835100976424386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtgEek6lJcI/AAAAAAAAA7M/uJ-BOx8hUxI/s320/31082007538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is what's left of 6Olympism, with Mr Njoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftWk6lJBI/AAAAAAAAA30/dlkOpTdycf4/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104809674770031634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftWk6lJBI/AAAAAAAAA30/dlkOpTdycf4/s320/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was suppose to be an all girls photo,&lt;br /&gt;until that extra Jet Goh &amp;amp; ShuaiCheng came along -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtgEe06lJdI/AAAAAAAAA7U/-GTBNLHk0S8/s1600-h/31082007536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104835105271391698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtgEe06lJdI/AAAAAAAAA7U/-GTBNLHk0S8/s320/31082007536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FeiBi, me &amp; Jo, in the hall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftW06lJCI/AAAAAAAAA38/zQRL55W3Xas/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104809679064998946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftW06lJCI/AAAAAAAAA38/zQRL55W3Xas/s320/DSC01749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo, she sprained her ankle while playing volleyball with our Juniors.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so she was sent to the sick bay ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Mr Seelan in the sickbay till Jo was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;Idled for a while before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to watch "Ratatouille" with the rest. But, Mummy didn't allow.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll watch it tomorrow istead. Not Ratatouille though. ):&lt;br /&gt;I wana watch that very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent so much time buying Teacher's Day present.&lt;br /&gt;Went with Shar, Mich, Yinshuang&amp;Vivian to Parkway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvG06lJLI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7VcvKAVkl9o/s1600-h/DSC01738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811603210347698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvG06lJLI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7VcvKAVkl9o/s320/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkway's toilet. Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHE6lJMI/AAAAAAAAA5M/DM54-zmODXc/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811607505315010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHE6lJMI/AAAAAAAAA5M/DM54-zmODXc/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHU6lJNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/AcaSVN6WkNI/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811611800282322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHU6lJNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/AcaSVN6WkNI/s320/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHU6lJOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/L6dhML_6KSY/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811611800282338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHU6lJOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/L6dhML_6KSY/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHk6lJPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/qvM8pOucWtA/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811616095249650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfvHk6lJPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/qvM8pOucWtA/s320/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being pangsehed. );&lt;br /&gt;Shar+Vivian, Yinshuang+Mich.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went searching for things to buyy.&lt;br /&gt;I bought jellys from Umeya &amp; wrapping paper from Evergreen.&lt;br /&gt;Costing, $9.70 &amp;amp; $2.05 respectively. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Shar couldn't decide on what she wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;Whether from Mini Toons or Diva -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Toons!&lt;br /&gt;Guessed what happened?&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for Shar, I stood beside this pot of massaging thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I realised it was out of place, so i reached out my hands to adjust it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to my most utmost surprise..&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING FELL!&lt;br /&gt;As in, really everything.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn paiseh, omggawd. =/&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was looking at me, &amp;amp; yet I kept laughing as I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Never try to be kpo. Leave thing where they are suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;越帮越忙?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuME6lJHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/iIdEBOoad4c/s1600-h/DSC01743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810593893033074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuME6lJHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/iIdEBOoad4c/s320/DSC01743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuMU6lJII/AAAAAAAAA4s/XnrBgOoWKu8/s1600-h/DSC01742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810598188000386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuMU6lJII/AAAAAAAAA4s/XnrBgOoWKu8/s320/DSC01742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuMk6lJJI/AAAAAAAAA40/J-pzzdqVNw0/s1600-h/DSC01741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810602482967698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuMk6lJJI/AAAAAAAAA40/J-pzzdqVNw0/s320/DSC01741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuM06lJKI/AAAAAAAAA48/DXc7iiaZzFQ/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810606777935010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtfuM06lJKI/AAAAAAAAA48/DXc7iiaZzFQ/s320/DSC01740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Vivian bought this very expensive neacklace for Mrs Lee from Viva,&lt;br /&gt;we sat outside "Scoopz" &amp; crapped.&lt;br /&gt;Yinshuang bought this cookie&amp;amp;cream ice-cream, &amp; we shared it.&lt;br /&gt;Vivian was eyeing it like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Yinshuang pass me the icecream, Vivian will give me that I-dunno-how-to-explain-face. Haha, it's darnnnn funny. Yinshuang didn't let her eat. But hey! Vivian took 2 big mouthful already, &amp;amp; she didn't pay! No cash, no goods! Fair. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after the icecream.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha &amp; it was like 7 already. =/&lt;br /&gt;Got a scolding from my father. &amp;amp; that's when he started turning cranky.&lt;br /&gt;He quarrelled with my mother infront of Sharmane. Like what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it. Kanasaiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday-Yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Astrid's house.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, I watched Astrid's group rehearse for their Drama.&lt;br /&gt;'cos I had to wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfzck6lJaI/AAAAAAAAA68/Ur4e9qgS3vQ/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104816374919013794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfzck6lJaI/AAAAAAAAA68/Ur4e9qgS3vQ/s320/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp; Eugene. Eugene's wearing Astrid's father's tie. Orh ho! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy8k6lJWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Pb2iQhgDY7Y/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104815825163199842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy8k6lJWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Pb2iQhgDY7Y/s320/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;Asha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy806lJXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nqG4SkftiGc/s1600-h/DSC01722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104815829458167154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy806lJXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nqG4SkftiGc/s320/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha, posing. Sexy huh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy9E6lJYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/61JAvVLb7c0/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104815833753134466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy9E6lJYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/61JAvVLb7c0/s320/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas, Me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;Damn long.&lt;br /&gt;Now my hands aching! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy8k6lJVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/tB0c2a7enMU/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104815825163199826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rtfy8k6lJVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/tB0c2a7enMU/s320/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean's travel declaration form!&lt;br /&gt;Dean asked me to forge his Mother's signature (he's not travelling abroad, so I thought it was okay) &amp; he said it must be like adult kind. So ta-da, I signed after seeing his Mother's name's Alice. Mwahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he went: Wah !&lt;br /&gt;then he added a line under the signature ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for me to cut my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Movie! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8398638533538433084?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8398638533538433084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8398638533538433084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8398638533538433084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8398638533538433084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-teachers-day-d-to-start-off-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtftXU6lJFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/sPuHFiRsZ_U/s72-c/DSC01746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-7921049934725161613</id><published>2007-08-29T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T03:27:35.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Astrid's house now. :D&lt;br /&gt;Changed my skin as the previous one couldn't work. =/&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I just bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Okays, goodbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P/S; I used something wrong to cleanse my face. Damn. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junhui;&lt;/strong&gt; Shutup about my nationality please, thankyou (: &amp; I still think its not very pain. cos I kena it from netball almost everytime -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. It doesn't really matter. LOLOLOL. I'll get higher than you for EOYs! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, you know my answer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boonmay:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, what's so funnaye? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiawmin;&lt;/strong&gt; YEAH MAN ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharmane;&lt;/strong&gt; HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEEH ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha:&lt;/strong&gt; Yupp, agreed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine:&lt;/strong&gt; TYPO. Edited already anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donut boy/Bryan:&lt;/strong&gt; Umbrella by Rihanna is very niceee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, you WATCH OUT! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-7921049934725161613?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7921049934725161613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=7921049934725161613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7921049934725161613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/7921049934725161613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3333003324834684869</id><published>2007-08-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T05:21:24.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I f'kin like MANGOES. (Don't mind my vulgar-word)&lt;br /&gt;The fruit I mean. It's damn nice man, omggawdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading xiaxue.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I got so envious of Xiaxue.&lt;br /&gt;She bought so many stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they are bought through SHIPPING from BRITAIN. (cost of shipping: around 50$)&lt;br /&gt;Like, ohmysunnnn?&lt;br /&gt;I also want lah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; moreover, all the stuffs cannot be found locally. I think.&lt;br /&gt;You should see their prices man, damn exxxxxxx ;SSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only annoying thing is that, they're all in baby pink.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;PINKAHOLIC. ;DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; everyone's changing their email, &amp;amp; im trying to get the thingy on the right to work ASAP]&lt;br /&gt;Just, hold on (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3333003324834684869?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3333003324834684869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3333003324834684869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3333003324834684869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3333003324834684869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-fkin-like-mangoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-790610049091804755</id><published>2007-08-28T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:36.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todays' damn cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were taught on the basics of Chinese Summary today. I officially suck at it. It's damn hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; the worse thing is, it's counted for the End of Years! ;SSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Junhui's a bastard. He keep teasing me about my nationality. What the hell. I'm a Malaysian you see? But that didn't really get me down though. Haha, &amp; I crapped alot with Clarissa while doing our dotting &amp;amp; line art. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d&amp;t-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Painting &amp;amp; more painting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finished painting my product wayyyy long ago. Then, helped Hongyou with hers. She kept nagging at me even though I volunteered to help her eh? Some kinda friend ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During reflection&amp;evaluation, the girls crapped alot. Crap, but it was fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qixiang asked me a &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; sensitive question. Obviously, I didn't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Powerpoint presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;POOF. Don't get me started. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weilin, Sharmane &amp;amp; Michelle threw like dunno-how-many water babies into my blouse &amp; I had difficulties removing them without having to look bad. (Thanks uh ;P) You can imagine how wet my blouse was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths (Sail Task)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chiawmin~~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still figuring out the general formula. Slow, eh? ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After school-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the rain, went to Munchy Donuts :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; that's all that I'm gonna reveal (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around 4, we went to the LAN shop besides Munchy Donut. &amp;amp; walah! I found Dean, Guanming, Jonah, Zhenyuan &amp; Jinquan playing DOTA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1f06lI-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/AsOsXCLyxg8/s1600-h/DSC01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103692729870001122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1f06lI-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/AsOsXCLyxg8/s320/DSC01711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1gU6lI_I/AAAAAAAAA3k/uIRmxhYSBOU/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103692738459935730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1gU6lI_I/AAAAAAAAA3k/uIRmxhYSBOU/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1gk6lJAI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ly9dxGVNB1w/s1600-h/DSC01709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103692742754903042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1gk6lJAI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ly9dxGVNB1w/s320/DSC01709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shocking thing is, I played too :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played with Guanming's one, &amp;amp; I realise it's not as hard as I thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just click here &amp;amp;amp; there. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guys have &lt;em&gt;really weird&lt;/em&gt; playing names:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NoLiNk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monkeyisdead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentinel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deantanghoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROFLLMAO. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a while, went home with Michelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1fU6lI9I/AAAAAAAAA3U/bnUhFfsE4d0/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103692721280066514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1fU6lI9I/AAAAAAAAA3U/bnUhFfsE4d0/s320/DSC01712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made her carried my bag all the way till the bus stop! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I successfully changed my email! ;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tag if you want me to add you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos I'm too lazy to add. ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;yeah. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's some problem with this skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thingy on the right refuses to appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all, folks! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll think it through, &lt;em&gt;carefully.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-790610049091804755?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/790610049091804755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=790610049091804755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/790610049091804755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/790610049091804755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-damn-cool-d-chinese-we-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RtP1f06lI-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/AsOsXCLyxg8/s72-c/DSC01711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-402900521691836920</id><published>2007-08-27T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:29:45.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two monsters just left (Mich, Shar) :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My feets swollen. I fell down at the bathroom a couple days back. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;2) I think my SAIL task partner, Chiawmin, rocks like hell :D&lt;br /&gt;3) I wanna acheive 68% for End-of-Years.&lt;br /&gt;4) &amp; I'm getting a change of email soon. :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe in what ChiawMin tell me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;No matter who it is, that person will definitely have a good side, somehow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mark thinks that getting your feet swollen is nothing compared to kena zham by the ball straight-on. (rubbish!) xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blogged for the class again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone bill for this month: $105&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;MARK'S &amp; JUSTIN'S FAULT!&lt;br /&gt;;SSSSSSSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-402900521691836920?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/402900521691836920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=402900521691836920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/402900521691836920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/402900521691836920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-d-two-monsters-just-left-mich.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1864336020648979430</id><published>2007-08-25T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:56:58.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't go online/use computer yesterday night 'cos my Mother was hogging it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I've already miss so many things. Wow. Why am I mentioned all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but whatever, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to retaliate right? (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, to those who kinda helped me. :DD&lt;br /&gt;(Lazy to write out names, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah, &amp;amp; LiuJing too. Talks about how to prevent gangs from attacking. Sorry if I dao-ed you on MSN, yah? Was busy refreshing tagboard. HAHA xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother was like going haywire when she read her tagboard behind me. (I didn't know she was reading, like seriously, or I would have shut the com)&lt;br /&gt;Lolololol. My Father too. Their reactions was so darn funnaye. (:&lt;br /&gt;Shall not write what they say here though ;PPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so bored from reading.&lt;br /&gt;Shall do Boonmay's quiz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ON THE OUTSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Eileen&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: 2nd June&lt;br /&gt;Current status: Single&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty (lol, wth, righty?)&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Rooster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ON THE INSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: Uh, long run, snakes? Currently, not able to get into a good class next year?&lt;br /&gt;Your weaknesses: Lazy, too talkative, &amp;&amp;amp;&amp; I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: Did Mummy get me my pumps yet? ;PPPP&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: Sec2 Cohort Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR PICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: MaDonald&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: Single?&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike (:&lt;br /&gt;Lipton tea or Nestea: Nestea, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: Both (:&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee (I'm addicted, mind you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: HELL NO?&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Yes, when I'm damn angry. Trying to curb it. (:&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower: Eww, if I don't, I think my sister will never ever wanna come near me. xD&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Like(d) school: Call me weird, but yeah, I like attending school. (:&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: That's for the future.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health-freak: Huh? I wana be healthy! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: Red wine counted?&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: Yupp&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: No, if it's allowed, I will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game: Yeah. During chalets. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: I think it's damn silly right now.&lt;br /&gt;Age you're hoping to be married: 25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN A GIRL/GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour: Black. (ASIAN, woots)&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour: Dyed hair? Haha&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Ohmy, acceptable length please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT WERE YOU DOING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago: Copying&amp;pasting this quiz&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;45 hours ago: Watching Campus Superstar, Finals.&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago: 26th July. HAHA, Gary's birthday. In school luh, then?&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago: Don't flatter me. My memory's abit cocked up xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINISH THE SENTENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love: My besties&amp;parents (:&lt;br /&gt;I feel: irritated.&lt;br /&gt;I hate: Cramps. (:&lt;br /&gt;I hide: when my Mother's going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss: Astrid. (haha, i miss her spasm!)&lt;br /&gt;I need: to sleep. to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shawn&lt;/span&gt; won Campus Superstar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yippee-ya-ya! :DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1864336020648979430?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1864336020648979430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1864336020648979430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1864336020648979430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1864336020648979430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/couldnt-go-onlineuse-computer-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1563477026688401367</id><published>2007-08-24T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T07:06:44.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ewwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;I think some people are just so cocked up. No?&lt;br /&gt;They seriously got some mental issues going on.&lt;br /&gt;Calling gangs are stupid! Hehe. ;PPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah yah yah!&lt;br /&gt;That Microsoft Word thingy. OMGGAWD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you must be thinking that I'm the culprit. But sadly, it isn't me. (;&lt;br /&gt;But hate me, for all you want.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I know I'll find 1,000000000000 more people who love me when just &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; person declare that he/she hates me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being very qianbian when I saw you saw the message on the Microsoft Word.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;But, don't you think it's so so hilarious? xD&lt;br /&gt;So hilarious that I can't help laughing out loud. (All thanks to WeiLin luh xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do sound like a typical bitch right?&lt;br /&gt;That's only for people who don't know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;You mean, you can? (!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me you can. !&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Refer to Astrid's blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;She said it all (:&lt;br /&gt;Check out her tagboard mannn xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Justin, Eugene, Mark, Bryan, Dean &amp;amp; whoever will go: "&lt;strong&gt;IMBA&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; Really, Theodore. No harm intended. You know what I mean. I know we're still good friends from the way we talked yesterday. :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiuJing:&lt;/strong&gt; quote from 300 spartan "give them nothing, take from them, EVERTHING!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; not to post about this kinda thing anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1563477026688401367?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1563477026688401367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1563477026688401367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1563477026688401367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1563477026688401367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/ewwwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-219265840776742369</id><published>2007-08-23T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:38.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahahahahha, I'm so I-dunno-what about the whole tagging matter that I don't really wanna blog even though I have alot to blog about. Mwahahahahaha. I didn't expect so many people to tag. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Astrid's latest post rock luh omggawd. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to blogging yah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, our class boys have been playing with this "Worldcraft" cards in the morning. Out of curiousity, I played it once, &amp; never ever wanna touch it again. Wth, I don't even understand the rules at all. Good thing there's Kenneth to guide me along, or I'll sure lose. Mwahahaha. While playing, Astrid's taking pictures of everyone with Eugene's phone:&lt;br /&gt;(There's another video, but lazy to upload)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2Ym06lI7I/AAAAAAAAA3E/VfFKuyy2dmg/s1600-h/22082007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901745687438258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2Ym06lI7I/AAAAAAAAA3E/VfFKuyy2dmg/s320/22082007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bong-Tze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YnE6lI8I/AAAAAAAAA3M/GMTMODnqZBM/s1600-h/22082007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901749982405570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YnE6lI8I/AAAAAAAAA3M/GMTMODnqZBM/s320/22082007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrid spamming Eugene's phone with her photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YME6lI2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/LRrTqayOPPU/s1600-h/22082007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901286125937506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YME6lI2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/LRrTqayOPPU/s320/22082007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me too ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YMk6lI3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/EVLZ0MfaIcU/s1600-h/22082007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901294715872114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YMk6lI3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/EVLZ0MfaIcU/s320/22082007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being forced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKk6lI1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/QCViFi_7jnM/s1600-h/DSC01689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101899061332878162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKk6lI1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/QCViFi_7jnM/s320/DSC01689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YNE6lI4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/KBZwXvRMvQE/s1600-h/22082007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901303305806722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YNE6lI4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/KBZwXvRMvQE/s320/22082007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the card I'm talking about! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YN06lI6I/AAAAAAAAA28/qwox_umdk7c/s1600-h/22082007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101901316190708642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2YN06lI6I/AAAAAAAAA28/qwox_umdk7c/s320/22082007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, act shy nia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKU6lI0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/PEBc9pYRm9w/s1600-h/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101899057037910850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKU6lI0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/PEBc9pYRm9w/s320/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, people are playing PSP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKU6lIzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AXOXkQJJyyo/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101899057037910834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2WKU6lIzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AXOXkQJJyyo/s320/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrid ; drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJE6lIwI/AAAAAAAAA1s/42SFsA2jyYU/s1600-h/DSC01697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101897936051446530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJE6lIwI/AAAAAAAAA1s/42SFsA2jyYU/s320/DSC01697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha, she looks damn blur from here, too blur to act as mother, agree?&lt;br /&gt;Agreed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJE6lIxI/AAAAAAAAA10/lB79scFYKbo/s1600-h/DSC01696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101897936051446546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJE6lIxI/AAAAAAAAA10/lB79scFYKbo/s320/DSC01696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilin, pulling up her socks xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJU6lIyI/AAAAAAAAA18/UZYWHwBARXc/s1600-h/DSC01695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101897940346413858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VJU6lIyI/AAAAAAAAA18/UZYWHwBARXc/s320/DSC01695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what she doing also =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VHU6lIuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/0ZfUyq0RIa8/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101897905986675426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2VHU6lIuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/0ZfUyq0RIa8/s320/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember that water thingy?&lt;br /&gt;It's called "water baby"&lt;br /&gt;It's dayam cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn lazy to blog for the time being. Can I just entertain you with pictures? :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I shall :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my maths &amp; barely passed my history );&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 21/50&lt;br /&gt;History: 13/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayam sad. )))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tagbacks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liujing:&lt;/strong&gt; haha, yes! Jing rocks :D don't you think the girl version is nicer? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene:&lt;/strong&gt; haha, you still get higher than me lor. talk so much :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph:&lt;/strong&gt; this version nicer lor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boonmay:&lt;/strong&gt; Wah, my results only recently good lor. My maths fail eh! zzzzzzzz~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junhui:&lt;/strong&gt; EMMA IS CHIO ;D hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobbi:&lt;/strong&gt; haha, noprob luh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yinshuang:&lt;/strong&gt; EEEEEEEEEEEE! i see a bug! haha, linked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone:&lt;/strong&gt; thanks man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astrid&amp;amp;Alison:&lt;/strong&gt; you all use my tagboard to talk seh :D so I don needa reply, right? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-219265840776742369?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/219265840776742369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=219265840776742369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/219265840776742369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/219265840776742369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahahahahha-im-so-i-dunno-what-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rs2Ym06lI7I/AAAAAAAAA3E/VfFKuyy2dmg/s72-c/22082007(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1855548531899500055</id><published>2007-08-21T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T04:25:54.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do you always have this mindset:&lt;br /&gt;People, not involved, cannot butt in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never really understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, you referring to yourself ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1855548531899500055?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1855548531899500055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1855548531899500055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1855548531899500055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1855548531899500055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-do-you-always-have-this-mindset.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-3756298543853360295</id><published>2007-08-20T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:40.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Omggawdd, you're sucha a big chicken pie lorr~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you hate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't exactly like you either.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It accumulates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, if I can slap you out of your oh-I-dunno-what, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanna get zero/fail for Project work, then &lt;em&gt;okay lorrrrrrr&lt;/em&gt; (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story :DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'll only take me one minute to get over you&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn tired yesterday&amp;today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I wonder who caused that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) IPW till 4.30, didn't have lunch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Went home to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Met Astrid &amp; blahs at Parkway for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) Rushed to tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Reached home at 9.55&lt;br /&gt;6) Did homework till 12.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) woke up at 5.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) Reached school at 6.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I'm &lt;em&gt;shagged&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's proceed to happier stuff, the results I got back today&amp;amp;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsljeE6lIqI/AAAAAAAAA08/xgdCBaOG0oI/s1600-h/DSC01683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100717421340467874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsljeE6lIqI/AAAAAAAAA08/xgdCBaOG0oI/s320/DSC01683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science, Geog, Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsljd06lInI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lHqoolwcAY4/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100717417045500530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsljd06lInI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lHqoolwcAY4/s320/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science, with an "Incredible" chop imprinted :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsljd06lIoI/AAAAAAAAA0s/V4YKlJPfF4A/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100717417045500546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsljd06lIoI/AAAAAAAAA0s/V4YKlJPfF4A/s320/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog, B4 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rslj7E6lIsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/TYmceWg8skM/s1600-h/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100717919556674242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rslj7E6lIsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/TYmceWg8skM/s320/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: the shitty one ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm stastified with my Geog &amp; Science result. I improved! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was very happy when I got back Science, even though it's a B4. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, I'm damn afraid for my Maths luhh. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs Lim said I'll either fail/borderline pass. Damn scary. Omggawd, how how how? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least a B4, please? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, my english got 16/25 by the way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I calculated, I'll needa get 69marks for the remaining subjects in order to acheive a overall percentage of 65%. That's like wow, &lt;em&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/em&gt;! Haha, darn Chinese, one &lt;em&gt;big fat ugly&lt;/em&gt; C5 there. Sometimes, I wonder I'll be better off in normal chinese. At least, I'll be aceing it. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway! Look at this funnaye specimen WeiLin got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsljeU6lIrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/zm7jcOv0ksw/s1600-h/DSC01682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100717425635435186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsljeU6lIrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/zm7jcOv0ksw/s320/DSC01682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weird thingy, similar to a water ball, just smaller in size. It'll break once you squeeze it or exert a small amount of force. It's damn cute :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharmane went to threw it inside my blouse, &amp;amp; it died inside during Geography lesson yesterday. It's waterbag broke (!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had d&amp;amp;t today. Yippee-ya-ya :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsqp6U6lItI/AAAAAAAAA1U/qNJnhiEpyU8/s1600-h/DSC01688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101076347462427346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsqp6U6lItI/AAAAAAAAA1U/qNJnhiEpyU8/s320/DSC01688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still working on the paintwork. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Higher Chinese lesson&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Bobbi telling "jokes"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bobbi:&lt;/span&gt; The pig fell into the mud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bryan:&lt;/span&gt; Huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bobbi:&lt;/span&gt; Walao, you don't geddit ah? Spoiler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bryan:&lt;/span&gt; Pig of course fall into the mud one luh, if not water ah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bobbi:&lt;/span&gt; No, not all pigs fall into the mud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bryan:&lt;/span&gt; Like? (???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bobbi:&lt;/span&gt; You luh, then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROFLROFLROFLROFL!&lt;/span&gt; :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, maybe HCL's not as dreadful as I thought (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tagbacks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vivian&lt;/u&gt;: (!!!) Haha! It's called tag :DD Loving you. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Astrid&lt;/u&gt;: HAHA! I LOVE YOU :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sharmane&lt;/u&gt;: Haha, shuddup! I love you :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Liujing&lt;/u&gt;: There's the lemon one? WoO, I didn't know that. I like the Honey glazed, best :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="510"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/9zhuioRymU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/9zhuioRymU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="510" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-3756298543853360295?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3756298543853360295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=3756298543853360295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3756298543853360295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/3756298543853360295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/omggawdd-youre-sucha-big-chicken-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsljeE6lIqI/AAAAAAAAA08/xgdCBaOG0oI/s72-c/DSC01683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-1030487677976188376</id><published>2007-08-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T06:44:30.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid Science! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldn't find anything for it until I got some webs from Astrid &amp; Clarissa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahahahah, Clarissa said Siddharth posted that thingy on Yahoo &amp;amp; now everyone got the same thing. (Nearly) Hehe ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got some from wikipedia, so won't exactly be the same as the rest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're gonna get most of the papers back tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Die die must do well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or I'll really be so so demoralised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adios :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-1030487677976188376?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1030487677976188376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=1030487677976188376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1030487677976188376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/1030487677976188376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-science-couldnt-find-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-2715085585330806322</id><published>2007-08-18T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:20:41.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oral was holy! :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I can pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tester's so friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was late for oral, just like last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I overslept! :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; I slept while waiting for my turn as well ;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, after oral. We (Astrid, Michelle, Sharmane) wanted to eat "breakfast" at Munchy Donuts, but sadly they don't open that early. So, we went to Caltex &amp; crap while waiting for the shop to open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberE6lIhI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4iMj2wy7TeE/s1600-h/DSC01786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100008459678851602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberE6lIhI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4iMj2wy7TeE/s320/DSC01786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberU6lIiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/IV9CJ7SXCno/s1600-h/DSC01784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100008463973818914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberU6lIiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/IV9CJ7SXCno/s320/DSC01784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberU6lIjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qoHwVGpdKXg/s1600-h/DSC01783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100008463973818930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberU6lIjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qoHwVGpdKXg/s320/DSC01783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsberk6lIkI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EZkXP1_x7HQ/s1600-h/DSC01782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100008468268786242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsberk6lIkI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EZkXP1_x7HQ/s320/DSC01782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsberk6lIlI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UibjWftHASw/s1600-h/DSC01780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100008468268786258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsberk6lIlI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UibjWftHASw/s320/DSC01780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All pictures taken by Sharmane Ng ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivian joined us at 10 after Astrid left. Then we went to the donut shop.&lt;br /&gt;One guy said that they'll open at 10. But the other guy said they'll open at 11. So we were like: "What-the-hell." -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing they allowed us to buy or I swear I'll flip ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While waiting, we played with Sharmane's ear. Yes, ear! Haha, it's so flabby. ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crapped alot. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbcq06lIbI/AAAAAAAAAzE/fV2ZkDbbR0s/s1600-h/DSC01675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100006256360628658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbcq06lIbI/AAAAAAAAAzE/fV2ZkDbbR0s/s320/DSC01675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbbw06lIWI/AAAAAAAAAyc/PU4DUrRemMA/s1600-h/DSC01676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100005259928215906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbbw06lIWI/AAAAAAAAAyc/PU4DUrRemMA/s320/DSC01676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at all those chocolate man! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsbbyE6lIaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/TpZ0Z1JNKaw/s1600-h/DSC01680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100005281403052450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsbbyE6lIaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/TpZ0Z1JNKaw/s320/DSC01680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian's weird tongue! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle&amp;Vivian were twisting their tongue in this way&amp;amp; that way &lt;s&gt;like some crazy retard.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't do anything like that, so I was being highly extra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't blame me, I don't have the dominant alleles for that! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quened damn long. ;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the time we got our donuts, it was 10.55 already. ;SS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw some of ur class boys, so coincidental. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsbbxU6lIXI/AAAAAAAAAyk/BiTZmZBghXk/s1600-h/DSC01677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100005268518150514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/RsbbxU6lIXI/AAAAAAAAAyk/BiTZmZBghXk/s320/DSC01677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbbx06lIZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/RD8_jr7QImQ/s1600-h/DSC01679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100005277108085138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gH0oALuThEg/Rsbbx06lIZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/RD8_jr7QImQ/s320/DSC01679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine, Michelle's (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharmane left. So it was only me, Michelle&amp;Vivian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was raining, &amp;amp; I didn't have an umbrella. Thus, Vivian walked me home!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She rock man. She walked me home despite the fact that she gotta return back to the shop to meet up her friend. Yeah man, she rocks like hell. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although I was being very noisy throughout the walk, she didn't mind but made me laughed even harder with all her qianbian comments. Hohohohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so glad I got a friend like her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still got wet,somehow. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Vivian oh-so-special-way of holding the umbreeelllaaaaaaa~~ ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nevermind, it's okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Showered, then went to watch Harrypotter, at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched some Korean Drama after finish watching the Goblet of Fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unknowingly, I fell asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my contact lenses on. Tskkkkk. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. I'm off to do my homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's alot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maths Ws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geog Ws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science Theory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science Graded Homework (!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; Chinese JianBao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; have a nice day :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivian:&lt;/em&gt; 你好白痴哦，但是 Astrid 比你严重! ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaahahhah, she's so hilarious! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-2715085585330806322?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2715085585330806322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=2715085585330806322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2715085585330806322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/2715085585330806322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/oral-was-holy-d-i-think-i-can-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gH0oALuThEg/RsberE6lIhI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4iMj2wy7TeE/s72-c/DSC01786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26863876.post-8977808088342335056</id><published>2007-08-17T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T06:48:06.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.junhuii.blogspot.com"&gt;Junhui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make my have this topsy-turvy feeling with his emo post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad for him luhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to Pikachu! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26863876-8977808088342335056?l=true-toyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8977808088342335056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26863876&amp;postID=8977808088342335056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8977808088342335056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26863876/posts/default/8977808088342335056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-toyou.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-junhui.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnypunner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01296613340955915142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
