<?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-8377163268700509214</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:09:40.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY.NEW.PUBLIC.BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3769050482266047687</id><published>2010-08-13T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T06:35:16.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can...</title><content type='html'>If I can apologise... I will apologise to those whom I hurt deeply.&lt;div&gt;If I can go to Korea now, I will be able to watch SS3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can cry... I definitely will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can dance... I will dance to the song "lucifer" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can eat... I want to eat satay now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can fly... I want to fly my way to Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can grant anyone a wish... I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can hug someone... I will hug my BFFs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can idle around... I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can jump down the building... I will choose not too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can kick someone's ass... I will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can laugh now... I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can mess around with my friends... I will be super happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can never see my friends and family again... I will cry for a year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can open my mouth to say I am sorry... I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can pop some food into my mouth now... I want it to be chocolates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can quit sitting in front of the com for 5 hours straight... my studies might improve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can run faster... I will not end up in the 200th position and I will drag YQ along! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can see Super Junior now... I will be damn happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can turn back the time... I will turn it back to the first day of the China Trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can unfold all the mystery... I will be rich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can vow to do anything... I will do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can win anybody... I will be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can x-ray my leg... I want to know what's the problem with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can zap myself... I want myself to be awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3769050482266047687?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3769050482266047687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3769050482266047687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3769050482266047687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-i-can.html' title='If I can...'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1317015649311761025</id><published>2010-07-16T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:30:35.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world within our Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKXIjSL3fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/z9kTuXcWr0s/s1600/Cullen+family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Vampires. Vampires. Vampires. Twilight. New Moon. Eclipse. Breaking Dawn. The Vampires Diaries. All this are about Vampires. But still, I like twilight. :] The characters are super mysterious. Edward. Jasper. Alice. Emmett. Rosalie. Carlisle. Esme. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKXIjSL3fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/z9kTuXcWr0s/s1600/Cullen+family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKXIjSL3fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/z9kTuXcWr0s/s400/Cullen+family+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495120668511690226" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKXIjSL3fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/z9kTuXcWr0s/s1600/Cullen+family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday googled, baidu-ed and youtubed about Vampire Diaries. The actors and actresses' looks are so good! But i still prefer twilight. :] Got one vampire in the Vampire Diaries called Anna if I am not wrong. She is freaking good looking! And she is only 19! o_____o Malese Jow, OMGosh, she is super pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKid8eXu5I/AAAAAAAAArE/2d9aX5m0OCM/s1600/Vampire+Diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKid8eXu5I/AAAAAAAAArE/2d9aX5m0OCM/s400/Vampire+Diaries.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133130678844306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The three of them are the main cast. I only like the one with the black leather jacket. He looks hot, but Taylor Lautner is hotter! ^_____^ And Kristen Stewart is way better than that main lead in Vampire Diaries. And Vampire Diaries is very creepy, and have this scary aura when I watched it. Dark. Scary. Mysterious. Twilight is erm, bright. Mysterious. Good. :] Haha, no offence to those who like Vampire Diaries. But I find both of them quite nice. Oh, and not to forget that in Vampire Diaries there's this cute couple Jeremy and Anna but sadly Anna got killed in the end.! Injustice! ]&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-1317015649311761025?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/1317015649311761025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-within-our-imagination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1317015649311761025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1317015649311761025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-within-our-imagination.html' title='The world within our Imagination'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TEKXIjSL3fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/z9kTuXcWr0s/s72-c/Cullen+family+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8987526599800571187</id><published>2010-07-04T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T03:20:55.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you even care?</title><content type='html'>"Do&lt;div&gt;You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Care?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This had been stuck in my mind for a long time. but i know the answer will always be yes, so why bother asking. but, i seriously doubt so, i don't see the act of caring. maybe the way of caring by you is different and for now, i can't sense it. but could you at least listen and answer my questions properly instead of just 'ummm.'? you say i don't talk to you, is that so? or is it just that you don't know i did talk to you? that's two different things, please get it right before i am hurt again. i tried to continue what i am saying but was interrupt by others. so...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;even&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;care?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8987526599800571187?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8987526599800571187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-even-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8987526599800571187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8987526599800571187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-even-care.html' title='Do you even care?'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3253484240631086436</id><published>2010-07-03T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:42:40.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am proud to announce that I have World Cup fever. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TDBHXxY9WeI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ySW_CDUSXK8/s400/wc2010_title.png" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 21px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489966419485219298" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TDBIk-le2qI/AAAAAAAAAqs/dx1d6VBYTk0/s1600/Argentina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;World Cup fever started almost one month ago. My dad actually wanted to on the channel at home but we rejected it, because it is too expensive. We carried out a prediction of who will be the 1st and the 2nd of the group stages and I won. ^_____^ 10 out of 16 wasn't too bad compared to my brother and dad. ;] Currently the quarter finals with a lot of surprises, way too much that makes my dad think it is kelong. -_____- But seriously, the referees' judgements are really weird. Anyhow, Group A was topped by Uruguay and Mexico. Uruguay is now in the quarter finals, amazingly and thanks to the 'goalkeeper' Luis Suarez's 'save' which earned him a red card. All I can say is serve him right cos I was seriously furious. Clever choice eh, I doubt so.Group B was topped by Argentina and Korea Rep but both of them didn't advance to the quarter final. Argentina was beaten by Germany 4-0 last night. I was thinking what went wrong for Argentina, and since I didn't watch the full match, I have to leave it to my brother and dad to decide since I am on Germany's side and they are on Argentina's side. Korea Rep did really well and make Asia proud! ^_____^ Well done man! Group C was the most disappointing one. I thought England was pretty good and in the end they were the 2nd while USA is the 1st... They drawn 2 matches and won one with only 1 goals.           -_____- And there's one thing I can clearly remember is I woke up at 1.30am (Thailand time) just to watch their match again Algeria which ended with a 0-0 draw... T_____T I was watching the match between Slovenia and USA, and there is one very funny angmor who supported USA (duh?!) screamed when USA scored. o_____o I nearly dropped my camera on the floor thanks to that. Group D was something I could predict with Germany the first and Ghana the second. Germany started off well with a 4-0 win against Australia! I was freaking happy cos I supported Germany this World Cup unlike my brother and dad who supported Spain. But they lost to Serbia 0-1 thanks to Klose's red card. T_____T but they made an incredible comeback and plunging into the quarterfinals after defeating England and Argentina 4-1 and 4-0 respectively! ^_____^ Germany go go go! Ghana wasted a penalty chance at the last minute of extra time. Wasted, if not they could have brought South Africa glory! Holland and Japan got through to the knockout stage. Holland is good, I must say with Robben and Wesley Sneijder, they are mostly unbeatable. They are going to face Uruguay next week and they must beat them no matter what, go Holland, knock Uruguay down! ;] Japan did Asia proud too, even though they stopped at the knockout i think. But thinking that I never once expect them to get through to the knockout stage, they indeed did well. ^_____^Group F, I have nothing to say... The most boring group I shall say. o_____oGroup G with Brazil and Portugal leading but they didn't reach the semis next week. I was shock when Brazil crashed out of the Semis by Holland. o_____o Felipe Melo stepped on Robben and that makes me winced, it looks pain... Ouch. &gt;_____&lt;&gt;_____&lt; But it makes not different when the goal really conceded as quite a lot of people said that Germany was better than England in that match but I didn't watch. -_____- Quarter finals are full of surprises like Holland-Brazil match and the Germany-Argentina match. Holland actually win Brazil 2-1 with Felipe Melo's own goal and a header from Wesley Sneijder. With that win, I think most likely Holland is going to cruise smoothly into the finals. ;] Germany beat Argentina 4-0 and I am super shock! I was fb-ing and didn't bother to look at the updates, when I am suddenly curious about the results, I switched to the FIFA website. I screamed at my laptop screen and screamed at the top of my lungs and that scared my mum. xD cos they scored 1 goal and I knew that they are going to win! And they scored another and another and another which makes me freak out even more and in the end after the match, I stood up and danced. x_____x I SUPER HAPPY THE LAH! ^_____^^_____^^_____^So now the semifinals will be Holland against Uruguay (D&lt;) and Germany against Spain (!). I am so going to tip a Germany win! ^_____^ Anticipating the semis, anticipating the finals. And soon, the fever will be over. I shall recover by then. ;}{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3253484240631086436?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3253484240631086436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-proud-to-announce-that-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3253484240631086436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3253484240631086436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-proud-to-announce-that-i-have.html' title='I am proud to announce that I have World Cup fever. :]'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/TDBHXxY9WeI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ySW_CDUSXK8/s72-c/wc2010_title.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5712939181512573498</id><published>2010-07-01T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T03:26:49.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving at a 100km/h without stopping</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating my blog since I came back from China, was pretty busy with homework and CCA (even though it is 5 days only) but I don't really bother to sign in, type and post. Over the holidays, I am like typical students doing homework, going out with friends, going overseas with parents, watching tv and videos, going for CCA in the morning and coming home in the evening and stuffs like that. Take the 2nd week for example, what I did was homework and going to school for CCA. I had to rush my don't-know-how-many-pages shou zha for the China trip before I go to Thailand. T_____T Went to school for 3 days I think and so I left with don't-know-how-many days. &lt;div&gt;As for the 3rd day. I went shopping in Thailand! ^_____^ It is super cool! Bought super super super nice and cheap stuffs so I think the 3rd week is my happiest week in the holidays. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall be very negative about the 4th week. o_____o Elearning week eh, I do until I seriously want to die. I started work in the morning and ended at night. ;o Imagine, close to 12 hours of sitting in front of the lappy and my eye degree going up up up... (nerdy glasses) But, nonetheless, I still went for CCA which brightened up my dreaded week 4. ^_____^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first week of school reopen, which is going to end in 3 days time. o_____o Changed our Science teacher, Mdm Hidayah... T_____T Now the new teacher is erm... Strict, fierce and new? ;o Redundant... Anyway, going to share something funny (you might not think it is funny but I do) we talked and discussed in school about during Chinese lesson:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are supposed to write our own story about helping others with two themes, Touching and Awkward. Our side chose awkward and my group: Sam Tay, Jamie and Faith started discussing. Don't know how or when did we start talking about the Zuo He Ah Ma thing, and we started going into the story by saying the little boy pushed the Ah Ma from the back and she flew towards the MRT door which is going to close soon but in the end, she hit face first on the door. xD Violent eh, but teacher excepted our story, surprisingly and she laughed. :D Love our story. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5712939181512573498?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5712939181512573498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/driving-at-100kmh-without-stopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5712939181512573498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5712939181512573498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/07/driving-at-100kmh-without-stopping.html' title='Driving at a 100km/h without stopping'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5027802734204504232</id><published>2010-06-03T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:00:30.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>郑州北京之旅</title><content type='html'>I spent a wonderful nice 9 days immersion programme in China. I spent some quality time with my classmates and I really got to know them a bit more better, just a bit but have more things to talk about to. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the night plane to 北京 before switching flight on Day 2. I didn't really sleep on the plane until the last few hours on the plane. I kept watching movie and playing the games on the plane. However, I was still very bored after I played all the games but I just kept it on no matter what, cos I didn't want to sleep. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the flight, we checked in to the temporary hotel. The hotel looks scary.. o.o And I didn't dare to sleep so Valerie and Angelina came to our room with Milo. :) Then we called Wesley to came. My stomach suddenly ached and wanted to vomit... So, Tania and Wesley went to find teacher who is just nearby. Then she came in to my room and I vomited. Unglam-ness. Haix, thanks to the food on the plane and the cold Macs they gave, I didn't eat a lot.. And very hungry until stomache. So drank the Milo and got ready to check out later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later we took the domestic flight to 开封. I slept on the plane before take off and woke up before landing. I was too tired cos I didn't sleep the whole night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to 铁塔, 相国寺 and 包公祠 respectively after that. I didn't really took any notes, and I totally regret now. I cannot remember anything! D: I can still remember some little small parts. It is ironic I know. :P 2 temples in a day, very boring and I went around like some dummies and not listening closely. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for the school immersion today. The school looks very big, much more larger than our school. o.o I heard that this school is the best in 郑州? o.o Wow, if it is real, I feel that we are super inferior. After looking through a video about the school, our buddy came. My buddy's name is 孙静. Eh hem.. I was thinking she will be the very quiet type and I am right. So we didn't really talk much after we met. Hehe, my personality. *心虚* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for a tour around the school. I didn't really get to know our tour guide's name. *Regret* Anyway, their school is really really big! ;o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the class later and their classroom might be a bit smaller and also... they have a freaking lot of students! They are having Politics lesson then and I didn't really understand what the teacher is talking about. I was shocked by what they are learning now.. -.- Cos I really don't understand a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their science lesson is a bit weird too. Biology, I thought they are learning psychology. Haha, cos I really don't understand.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started raining later. D: So we have to use umbrellas when we visit the Zhengzhou Yutong Bus Co. Ltd. I very lazy to take out my umbrella so shared it with yuanqin? I not very sure who I shared it with. But I took out my umbrella from the sides easily then the others started laughing at me cos I can just take it super easily when Michelle have to dig inside her bag. :P Hehe, my laziness seriously very scary.. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I not very sure which day we went to the supermarket. I regret not to look at the bags there! D: I could have bought something more than just pringles, chewing gums and M&amp;amp;Ms. D: And the bags there surely very cheap. D: regrets, but I hope GSS now I can buy a lot of stuff but my mum wouldn't allow. D: Haix, nevermind, I will convince her. :) hehehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the school again. Once again, the lessons were unfollowable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to some San Chuan Foods Co. Ltd thing. I don't understand a thing too.. What frozen thing, blahblahblah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went 黄河公园 and it is not 黄河 at all! Don't look like I mean. That day is really boring. -.- Boring like some don't know what. Hehe, :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day is freaking tiring. We went 登封 that day and climbed a freaking large and long mountain! ;o And it is very very scary. The stairs were freaking steep and after climbing a few, I got tired. -.- Then we walked faster and further. I walked with Yuan Qin and walked further away then in the end we caught up with others in front. We saw Joel, Shu Juan, Qin Lin, Laura, Wesley, Hui Xin, Krystin, Pebble and somemore people who I can't remember. :P Then we walked together and we thought we walked the wrong route but we saw Michelle and Siying in front so I know we walked the correct route. When we reached the stupid bridge, I started squeezing Yuan Qin's hand. Hehe, sorry, I was freaking scared.. And the bridge is shaking violently. -.- And after I crossed it, I broke down. I am freaking scared of height.. -.- Then we continued, and I was super afraid then I said something very ridiculous. But we took 3 hours before reaching the cable car.. I was so happy that I ran and hugged Siying. Hehe, :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went on the cable car with Tania, Michelle and Yuan Qin. The whole trip was super funny! When we went on the cable car we thought the door will close then in the end it suddenly closed by itself. The whole cable car was filled with our screams starting with Tania's one. xD Then when it went down, we all screamed again. o.o then reached another pole, Tania screamed again. The whole journey down was super funny. Took some pictures there and Tania and Michelle were damn funny. ;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to 少林寺 later and watched the Martial Art show. It was only like 3o minutes but freaking cool! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to 洛阳 and the bus ride took 3 hours. o.o I slept the whole trip, not really. Hehe, :P We went some very boring places that day... Nothing to write about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day is the last day of the Zhenzhou trip. Went to the school and spent the last three lessons there. The classmates talked to me and she was freaking funny! She kept saying  真烦人阿. xD After lessons, we went off and we took photos and exchanged gifts. I hugged my buddy and I missed her... Very funnily. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Zhengzhou V||| Practice Base. It is super cool, we played some shooting thing and miraculously my team won 2 times? I was so freaked out. :P But at night the whole placed went in total darkness. o.o At night, we went back to our dorm. Natasha saw a very huge spider and we spent 45 minutes to catch the spider. Then we went out to find someone to help then we saw Joel. He said that there's one similar spider too and he flushed it down the toilet. xD Later I slept on Natasha's bed, then woke up thanks to the coldness in the room. I slept again and sat up sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I woke up at 0605. I freaked out, we were supposed to gather at 0630! ;o We chiong like siao and then ran to gather. Luckily we weren't super late, if not we really die. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went kayaking. It was super fun and we saw toads which were super ugly and disgusting. Gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the pottery lesson. Made a snake and sheep for my dad and mum. Then we left the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Museum and we had fun blocking the little boy who tried to block us. :D We were not listening at all. Just laughing. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the airport after dinner. We flied back to Beijing and the flight delayed due to the rain in Beijing. o.o The temporary hotel we went was scary, as usual. D: I didn't sleep and called Yuan Qin over. xD Hehe, and she tried to wake Tania up but Tania didn't. :P Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went back to the airport and I slept at the departure hall. ;o I went onto the plane and slept again. o.o I was too tired like Day 2! :D hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the hotel and guess what? The hotel is freaking grand! And my room is big, larger than others I think. OMG, Why can't we just stay there for our whole trip? It is freaking cool! We have a mini sofa, the blanket is like super soft, nice scenery, a bath tub (o.o) and a study desk. o.o But we didn't have a flat screen tv. D: But, still, it is cool and I spent my rest time watching 喜羊羊 the show. :) Obsessed with it and I am still obsessed with it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We climbed the Great Wall. As one saying goes, "不到长城非好汉，爬完的是笨蛋". Something like that. So I am a 好汉 for two times. Haha, very illogical, nevermind. Anyway, I was freaking scared when I am at the 2nd sector only. -.- And my whole leg is wobbly. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Summer Palace later and it was like ok ok to me since I went there before and seriously, I was impressed by what I saw cos last time I wasn't watching and listening closely to the tour guide. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to 王府井after dinner and had a miserable 1 hour to shop only and the whole place is like freaking huge? It takes 30 minutes for one to walk from one end to another without stopping and we are there for shopping and they only give us 1 hour? Thanks, a lot of people didn't buy anything and I should have stayed in the shopping mall to shop for my clothes and bags. -.- And I can even get a cup of Starbucks. -.- If I know there is nothing outside for me to see, I would not have went out, such a waste of time. -.- Regrets for not going C&amp;amp;A. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;They celebrated Joel's birthday at night well I went to Siying's room to eat cup noodles. The party was too packed. Very stuffy. When I was in Siying's room, some Damai people came knocking on the door. They are wearing bath robes (o.o) and asked whether there are cup noodles and Sharlyn stuffed two cup noodles to the guy and said don't need to pay money. But the guy insisted so Sharlyn shut the door. ;) Then when we heard the door bell rang again, we looked through the peep hole and see nobody, Sharlyn said that confirm is the Damai boys cos she saw them running away?! o.o Then I opened the door and saw the cup noodles there. -.- True enough. Sharlyn was like walking around asking who want then since I am also hungry, I ate the cup noodles. :) See, I so kind. Haha, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did a lot of walking in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Peking Duck was awesome but very 腻 so I had two servings. -.- What a waste. Argh... D&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the the Bird Nest, the stadium of Beijing and something unpleasant happened there, I shan't say. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, we went to the bookstore.! I was super glad cos there was 2 hours for us to shop! YAY! Finally, but I still think they should give us 3 hours. :D Went to the CD section and saw Jay Chou's album. I bought that and saw SHE's album too. I was thinking SHE's album might be cheaper here in Singapore so I didn't buy but come to think of it now, it is freaking cheap! And what a waste it is not to buy! And there are mini posters of them! ARGH!!!!!!! Regret regret regret. My biggest regret! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I want to buy t-shirts, shoes and bags if I can during the GSS! Since now is discount all the way. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the midnight plane back to Singapore and I slept when it hadn't take off and woke up in the middle of nowhere and watched Alice in the Wonderland. :) Then I ate my breakfast, and the breakfast is good! Omelet. Fruits, Orange juice and coffee then I slept again. :D When we went to the arrival hall, we took our luggage and went off. Ate macs but I didn't touch a bit cos I was too full. :) And I went home did a super fast unpacking. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---The end of China Trip---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very sad, and I want to go back there to buy the things I missed out. D: And now, I have to do my holiday homework and go for CCA and I don't even know whether I have tuition or not. I hope not but most probably it will not come true. *Cross Finger*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5027802734204504232?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5027802734204504232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5027802734204504232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5027802734204504232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='郑州北京之旅'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-6379731718770831861</id><published>2010-05-22T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:50:53.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like taking back my report slip.. D: I am very afraid that my percentage now is just a fake, a fake that makes me happy for a while and then make me very down later.. D: Haix.. Nevermind, i shall not think of it now. It just give me creeps. ._.&lt;div&gt;Today watched a bit of Hitman Reborn, I wanted to take the picture of Lambo but keep missing the scenes thanks to my slow-reacting camera. But I managed to take some very cool pictures. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, I went to Bedok Interchange to buy my necessities to bring to China. I still remember need to bring mask.. In case of flu. Haha, flu flu flu, don't really need to be afraid of. Keke, :P I haven't start packing my luggage. I still don't know how many uniform to pack. I still don't know which t-shirts to bring to China, my t-shirts either very small or baggy. D: I still don't know which jeans to bring. I got one blue and white jeans, I still don't know whether can I wear white jeans to China.. I still don't know whether can I wear black sneakers to China.. I very scared I will get scoldings from the teachers.. The teachers are very scary.. D: My socks are all super high one, very ps.. :P I still don't know what in the world is heat pack! ;o I still haven't pack my medication.. SOUVENIRS! I still haven't buy the AHS bear.. Haix, I still haven't pack a lot of things.. D: My camera still haven't charge the batteries.. Why?! Why must so rush. There's still 3 days left to China trip.. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just looked at the booklet today and counted that we are going to 16 or 17 places in 10 days. o.o That's freaking rush! 10 days go so many places? Oh my.. I am really going to buy a lot of things. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to swipe every doraemon! :) hehe, not really, those which are beautiful and nice and CHEAP! hehe, :P cos I still want to buy a lot of things. Keke, :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, nothing to post about anymore, so I shall just stop here. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-6379731718770831861?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/6379731718770831861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6379731718770831861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6379731718770831861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_fcOrKIDnI/AAAAAAAAApc/GaQL80JOjUo/s72-c/Image(229).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2835736943222449536</id><published>2010-05-21T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T06:27:01.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time I am wishing for time to pass</title><content type='html'>4 more days to China trip. This is the first time I wish for time to pass faster. I really can't wait for the trip, I am very excited. :) Today's lesson was very fun, as usual. :) I am loving my class more, for the time being I mean.&lt;div&gt;We did the same thing for ACC again. We are still carving the marble stones. The cat doesn't look like a cat. It looks more like a dragon, according to Bai Zhi Yang. He was playing with my stone, Wesley's and his stone too. He looks more like building some blocks. -.- Natasha, Joel and Hui Xin were singing "Without Words" by Go Mi Nam. They love the song and I do too! Cos we all watched the You're Beautiful. The show is really nice. I can say that it is even nicer than 花样男子. Shin woo acted by Yong Hwa is super sweet! He is far more handsome than Tae Kyung. However, he is always the one who got ditched by Go Mi Nam. D: Jeremy acted by Lee Honki is super duper cute! :D His hair is always tied up... In a wrong way that seems cute. :) However, I don't like Tae Kyung, he always like to control Go Mi Nam and he seriously spoils every plan that Shin Woo had. He pouches he lips in a very disgusting way that make me feel like punching him. He think he cute uh! No! D&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we did filing in English and my file is selected by the HOD? I don't really care since my file is quite neat. Hehe, Ms Nuha got check my file recently, so I am not that worried. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite busy during recess. It is rather contradicting though, since recess is when I shall relax and walk slowly, not run madly. Ran down with Tania to the photocopy 'shop' to photocopy our literature (D:) notes and Malay. Then I went to eat recess with Winnie. :) and the cliques. :) Bought Wanton Mee. Something happened at the store that make me super angry and made me glare at someone. I don't feel like mentioning about it. I am just very angry. I am still angry now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 periods of Chinese, we were only talking about some Chinese Newspaper Report. 2 periods! It makes 1 hour 30 minutes! We can do a lot more meaningful things than that! Not really. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science, we did the same thing as English. Filing again. The file is super thick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We continued watching the Choir song again and finished the whole show. The ending was very speechless. We watched the "Mind Your Language" show. Though I watched it before, still, the show is very nice. It is super funny, "I'am Ali Nadim." xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for briefing on the China Trip after a short lunch. Some guy from some company came to brief us on the trip. The itinerary was given out and the bag was speechless as well. The bag is lime green? I freaked out, obviously but luckily we are allowed to bring our own back! :) So, I am planning what to put inside my luggage. :P However, currently still thinking. :) Instead, I am thinking of what to buy. I want to buy... Doraemon, some souvenirs, t-shirts (hat? tie?). This is the time where I can buy what I want! However, must see if it is costly. :P Since I am not bringing a lot of money. Must think before I buy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA was super fun. Slacking as usual, since teacher is not here today. :P hehe, Xin Yun wanted us to speak in British Accent? :D Then VT's one became Wvon. -.- Then Jie Qi was getting well at the 'dan dan dan dan dan' song. :) Overall, had a happy Friday. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, got this very 'inspirational' photo on my phone. I took the photo through the tinted glass at the 5th floor classroom. The advantage of the 5th floor classroom is that you have a closer view of the sky! Sky is always the most peaceful and calm thing to inspire someone like me. :) The clouds are beautiful, surprisingly. (: I just happened to notice it out of the blue. 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YAY! I must take a lot of photos then I can upload to here and facebook. :) Good bonding with my class. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few more days to post here before my blog will go dead for 11 days. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently crazy in love with Korean Songs! Any songs also love! :) &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_aFXFmPkzI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4-LXM8wdMUs/s1600/SuJu+M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_aFXFmPkzI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4-LXM8wdMUs/s400/SuJu+M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473709028801483570" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xin Yun let me listened to one song "Fan" sang by Epik High. The MV is super creepy. I have goosebumps on my hand when I watch the MV, but the song is surprisingly nice. :) The MV is about some crazy fan who kidnapped her idol and tortured him. o.o She threw him in a washing machine and miracle, he survived! He wanted to set fire on himself but in the hand got fire-extinguished' by the female fan. In the end, while he was sleeping, the fan tied him onto a missile. o.o She lit up the missile, and the idol died in the end. o.o OMG, this MV is really violent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_aHMviYtkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hM6BLf-qp6w/s1600/Epik+High.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_aHMviYtkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hM6BLf-qp6w/s400/Epik+High.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473711050104288834" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xin Yun said they are not handsome, and I totally agree! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch You're Beautiful and there's one epically nice song in the show! "Without words" by Go Mi Nam acted by Park Shin Hye. :) I love this song! Joel, Natasha and Hui Xin are singing this is class. 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YAY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2835736943222449536?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2835736943222449536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-time-i-am-wishing-for-time-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2835736943222449536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2835736943222449536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-time-i-am-wishing-for-time-to.html' title='First time I am wishing for time to pass'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S_aDjZ_WaEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/q9FaRSi2veM/s72-c/Random+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8659297713626473525</id><published>2010-05-20T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:12:16.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1+1= You + me, Friends + me</title><content type='html'>This week is a very complicated week for me. Sadness, happiness and anger. We got back our results on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I am quite satisfied with my results except for my English Paper 2. It was horrendous. Horrible, terrible, shocking. My results as follow (not to show off, if you don't want to see, don't look at this part):&lt;div&gt;"History: 81/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English 64.3/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese: 70/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science: 76.5/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math: 95/100"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I copied a lot for History, practically the whole book. :) So, I am very happy with my results! It was 80 at first, but teacher didn't give the marks properly. Therefore she added one more mark to my paper! Yay! :D Hehe, I am not here to rub salt at anybody's wound. If you don't want, you can don't see. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English is my nightmare. Seriously a nightmare. It is horrible! HORRIBLE! D: Hence, I need to go tuition and my papa enrolled me for tuition class already. I don't really care already. If he wants, I might as well go, then improve, then lift up my average score. :) Now, I don't care about anything, but the only thing in my mind is I will be alone in the tuition class, a loner, some emo person sitting at the corner of the class, far far away from others. I don't know why. They should had enrolled my earlier at the start of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Chinese is also very horrible! A2! OMG, of all my subjects, it is the 2nd lowest? I thought my chinese should at least pull me up! D: All thanks to the composition that I wrote. I wrote like some script, too many conversations. I must quit this habit. My Chinese, I must buck up on this. If not I need to go tuition. *gulp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't believe this is my science. Seriously, I can't believe it AT ALL. I thought my science is the worst. In CA, it is even lousier than my English, and now? A2? Overall A2! I am extraordinary delighted. Overjoyed, elated! I really must thank those who helped me in revising my science. MDM HIDAYAH! Credits credits! :) Wesley, Tania, and a lot more people! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another subject that shocked me most is Maths. Seriously. 95? I will never dream of it as a Sec 2. I must be dreaming. -.- *Pinch* *Ouch* Haha, I am a bit bored. Credits again. I don't want to say this but I have to, THANK YOU MR POH! :) You actually helped me understand congruency and similarities. :) To the same person, Wesley, Tania and Winnie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now MYE is gone, I must prepare for EOY papers soon. Haha, cos it takes up 45% of my whole result. ;o I can't afford to do badly. Anyways, my English this year really got improve! They only look at my result that dropped but not at the one which improved. Got one time A2! They didn't even talked about that. MYE got B4, they talked for a few days. So good, I am going to tuition. Must be happy, you will improve. However for one thing, I loathe tuition. And I hate those people in the tuition class. Whenever there are new student, they just stare. Is it so nice to stare at someone you don't know? It is rude to stare. If they stare, I shall just ignore them and look down, even better, roll my eyes. :) I know I am evil, but who cares, they are the ones who want to stare. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today got a slip that showed us every subject's score. I am glad I made an improvement. :) I am so happy, even though it is a very small improvement, but it is better than dropping. :) And I would like to congratulate those who did well and for those who did not reach up to your goal, try harder next time. I believe you can make it. :) Those who maintained, keep on maintaining it, or even better, improve! :) Good luck to everyone next term! And have a nice holiday! We are going to China soon! Yipee! We are going as a class, it is quite a good time for our class to bond. :) However, sad to say, I haven't start my packing yet. :) I shall leave it all to Saturday and Sunday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time really flies, first we are preparing for MYEs, now we are preparing for the China trip. Even though, between this two events, it has a few weeks of interceptions, but it felt like only a few days. Indeed, the earthquake in some places does shorten the time on earth. We must cherish the time we have now, before it is all gone. I am learning it now, so I won't take things too hard. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Files need to be handed in this week. This week ends with a Friday, which is tomorrow! I only finished arranging:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Chinese [/]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. History [X]--- The contents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. English [/]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Science [X]--- Content page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Maths [X]--- Contents and content page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. English Literature [X]--- Contents and Signature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Malay?! [X]---I don't bother to keep the things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have a lot of things to bring and do in school. Tomorrow have the China trip briefing! Finally! :D and CCA! Yay! :D However, when come to think of my pathetic untidy file, I am bound to do a lot of admin stuff. D: I can't believe that I am so so so untidy compared to Wesley. Haha, just take a look at his file and mine, you can see the differences already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today's class was very interactive. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched a movie during Homec Lesson. I forgotten its title but I just know inside the show, there's some very cute little boy and some very cute mature boy. Haha, this is what let me carry on with the show. PEPINOT is the cute little boy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched some Lucy Show in English, and I was blowing the bubble thing. I sniffed in too much  chemical, and I suspect I have chemical overdose and therefore, become stupid or die of poisoning. D: haha, but it is to help me recall my childhood memories. ;) even though I can't really remember quite a lot of it. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PE was tiring. We need to lift a medicine ball (3kg) 15 times. Do 10 rangers. Do 10 pumpings. Do 10 crutches. I think my whole body will ache tomorrow. Wait and see, I think I am bound to die for China trip. Some very important thing is still not solved, how can it be a happy trip?! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malay was a breezeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths was super funny. Hui Xin wrote some of Mr Poh's favourite quote's on my file, one which includes: Compulsive ___ Syndrome. This is super funny. And I started drawing some figurine on my file and draw rubbish on it. Haha, but I was too bored and tired to listen. :P Whoops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science was just sharing session. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, I met Xin Ni, Desiree, Winnie and Michelle. We walked to the MRT station to take the train to Tampines. :) Winnie decided to walk with us and of course I am happy! :D Why am I not happy? I just don't show it. :) However, we are damn funny. When we saw a dog lying on the ground next to the door. We freaked out, then we ran across, screaming at the same time. :) Just thinking of that makes me laugh! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate our lunch at Kopitiam to save money after spending a shocking sum of $44 on the tickets. We watched 3D, therefore, it IS that expensive, but it is worth it. ;) Desiree, Xin Ni and me ate the same food, and poor Michelle sat there and looked after our bags. Hehe, thanks a lot! :) After our meal, we went to Mini Toons and Popular. Leom Xin Ni and Desiree kept running off without us, and Michelle just said: "Nevermind, we have the ticket!s" OMG, that makes absolute sense! :D If they just run off like that, we don't care about them, and just watched the movie. :) hehe, clever idea by Michelle. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went into the Cinema and took our places. After 93 minutes, the show ended. The show is quite worth it. There are a lot of humorous scenes. "Give me my angry wig". The small small puny person have that shockingly hair-standing wig. It is still bright red! :) Shrek Forever After is what we watched anyway. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, almost forgot, we saw Tania, Yuan Qin and Sharlyn at the Mini Toons. Tania scared the wits out of me when I turned around. She was so scary! After saying hi, they went off and we prepared to go up to the cinema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, today is a wonderful day. I love being a sec2 than a sec 1 although there are MYEs, but it makes no differences. We can have more fun with our friends too. :) This is call bonding. :) Covalent or ionic bond, you choose! :) However, my friends and me will always be 1+1. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8659297713626473525?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8659297713626473525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-you-me-friends-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8659297713626473525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8659297713626473525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-you-me-friends-me.html' title='1+1= You + me, Friends + me'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8966017320542895546</id><published>2010-05-14T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:34:21.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>This is the best day even! xD I finally finished my MYE. And I am so freaking happy! Today's maths paper was better than I thought. At least I can finish in time. (: Then I went TM with Michelle and Xin Ni. Seriously, I just realised this was the first time we three went out for lunch alone. :D And I had a great time. (: Went to Long John's cos Michelle has the coupon. Then we waited until 11am when the coupon was VALID. Then after eating, we went walking randomly around the whole mall, and went T1 to do nothing. Then went home. (: Though it is 2 hours, but still a nice bonding session. 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OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. !!! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He acted in a show called Brilliant Legacy or something like that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8966017320542895546?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8966017320542895546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8966017320542895546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8966017320542895546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S-0lPMuNWwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/tdHDwocX-08/s72-c/LSJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8065846192832432457</id><published>2010-05-08T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T07:28:44.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;If I wrote you a symphony&lt;br /&gt;Just to say how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;(What would you do)&lt;br /&gt;If I told you you were beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Would you page me on the regular&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me would you)&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I've been around the world&lt;br /&gt;But I aint seen myself another girl&lt;br /&gt;(Like you)&lt;br /&gt;This ring here represents my heart&lt;br /&gt;But there is just one thing I need from you&lt;br /&gt;(Saying I do)&lt;br /&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;You can be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;(And I know no woman that could take your spot)&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;(And I know no woman that could take your spot)&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My loooooooove&lt;br /&gt;Looooooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooove&lt;br /&gt;Now If I wrote you a love note&lt;br /&gt;And make you smile with every word I wrote&lt;br /&gt;(What would you do)&lt;br /&gt;Would that make you wanna change your scene&lt;br /&gt;And wanna be the one in my scene&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me would you)&lt;br /&gt;See what's the point in waiting anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl I've never been more sure&lt;br /&gt;(That baby it's you)&lt;br /&gt;This ring here represents my heart&lt;br /&gt;And everything that you been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;(Just saying I do)&lt;br /&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;You can be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;br /&gt;Aint gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;(And I know no woman that could take your spot my)&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;(And I know no woman that could take your spot my)&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;Loooooove&lt;br /&gt;My looooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooooove&lt;br /&gt;I can see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;You can be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;br /&gt;Aint gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;Loooooove&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;My Looooove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;Justin Timberlake's &lt;my&gt; A very nice song. (: Haix, 3 more days there will be my MYE paper 2. History and english.. D: But, I FINISHED REVISING THE 9CHAPTER HISTORY! OMGosh, I am so happy, I finally finish liao! Yipppeee! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Trying very hard to memorise everything in History, 9 Chapters. Erm.. Chapter 1, about Singapore's history. Sejarah Melayu and Description of The Babarians Isle. The Singapore Stone, tell us about history of Singapore dates a long way back.. Eh, paiseh, suddenly memorising of the history. I can't remember about the chapter 8 and 9. The part damn complicated. I only remember about merger and independence thing. But still, I can remember a teeny weeny bit. Not too much, must read again. "Anticipate" Tuesday. (: Jia you everybody! Believe that all of you are the best! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;My beautiful panda eyes are showing. (: hehe, must smile. SMILE &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8065846192832432457?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8065846192832432457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8065846192832432457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8065846192832432457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-dance.html' title='Last Dance'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2901610415213600231</id><published>2010-05-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:52:48.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life a sorrow</title><content type='html'>Busy with revising ofr the upcoming MYE. Thinking of what I can do afterwards gave me the motivation to start mugging now. :) The laptop, the tv, facebook, 超级星光大道, etc. After MYE not long after, we are going to China, so guess that it gives me the motivation to do well. My dad set me a target. Stay in top 20, get A1 for english and maths. But i think that is impossible. Thinking how many 神仙 there is in my class. If I can get into top 10 for my class, I will jump for 3 days straight. If I get top 20 in the cohort, I will scream for 3 days straight. So, that isn't really possible. Till now, it is still impossible that my english is better than my mother tongue. -.- I can't really imagine. It is horrible. Thinking that my english is my worst subject ever, now a bit better that my mother tongue.. That is even scarier than listening to 堂堂's &lt;love&gt;. Speaking of that, his version of Love Song is seriously terrible. Though I find him a pretty good singer, but brrr.. that seriously give me shudder when I hear him sing that song. It is horrible. Seriously.&lt;div&gt;Had just watch the most recent 超级星光大道, I love it! Some parts are very funny?! Ok, my vocab is very lousy.. So, nevermind. Avatar's version of 王菲's song is very unique, got phantom of operas part in there. ;o sounded creepy when her high pitch notes went up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8ROayInXmo&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8ROayInXmo&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莱恩 sing until so bad.. ): She is one of my favourites in the competition. I find her freaking shuai and cool leh. ;p hehe, but got those girl look too. So, very cool! I also like that, maybe that's why find her cool. I am not shuai. -.- I am normal. But I very tomboy, I know it.&lt;/love&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;love&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S92IQ2rPB2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/47QwMb1qVg0/s1600/%E8%8E%B1%E6%81%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S92IQ2rPB2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/47QwMb1qVg0/s400/%E8%8E%B1%E6%81%A9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466675345833789282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/love&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^ omgosh.. haha, relax. I am not a les, I am a hundred percent not les. Just find her freaking cool. But very disappointed when I hear her sing yesterday.. ): haix.. This is life, man. What more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;三帅 is freaking good suddenly. But I like their performance seriously. Very touching. But the intro very funny. 弘扬佛法 xD omgosh.. the way 陶子 say very funny. (: But they cried? I don't know why also.. Haha, but singing big boys, MANS cry, like very weird. And then the 吸取维生素 part freaking funny sia, so next time i shall smile when I sleep, smile when I stare into space, smile when I am doing my work. (: So don't think I am siao or anything like that. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p7QgZRheH6s&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p7QgZRheH6s&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;边边... He sing the song very sad.. The song is about a person attending his ex-girlfriend's wedding. ;o wow, he like so young listen to this kind of song. xD haha, then they say that his ex-girlfriend might be still out there somewhere not in the wedding place. -.- of course lah, that's so obvious.. But I like his performances lah, the last part, like very 可怜 like that.. Haha, sing until I heartbreak. ;p Not that 夸张 lah, but touched. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WY0Dt0S2Pew&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WY0Dt0S2Pew&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must smile (: Happy is the best thing in life! (: &lt;div&gt;胡小夏.. I don't understand why he has to smile when he is singing a sad song!? And he got 20?! Haha, he quite good lah, but the smiling part? I think he listened to 少帅 too. xD Anyways, DuDu also got 20! :) She where got choose wrong song?! The song very nice and suitable for her kay?! D&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAP-e8RgQxc&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAP-e8RgQxc&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got one part she laugh until very cute sia. Herherh, if I am not wrong. xD &lt;div&gt;The 2nd round, Avartar,  堂堂, 莱恩 didn't sing until very good, so their score not very good. Haix.. 莱恩 ahhh.. ): Lose liao loh, sadded. ): 边边 sing until very hard, like going to suffocate like that, but i like the back part! Very nice leh, his fake voice. xd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7AqHHanyGU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7AqHHanyGU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;胡小夏 sing until very old. ;o but the lyrics very beautiful~ love the lyrics. xD The last part very funny leh, he and DuDu, they do look like a pair. xD but 胡小夏 181cm? ;o I can't believe it man, seriously, he looks like 171 to me instead. Ooops. ;p &lt;div&gt;The ending very sad. ): 莱恩 cried?! ;o so kelian eh, she cry until like that. ): haix.. so kelian.. ): haixxx.. Hope she can do well in the future! 莱恩 jiayou! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7W61ZmTz-4&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7W61ZmTz-4&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_lAUURlSaY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_lAUURlSaY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh!! The next week one, I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! Sexyback.. OMG.. And DuDU sing Beyonce's fever?! I can't believe it.. And 边边 so cute, yo lei hi yo lei hu. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. I am sooo going to watch it! :)))))))&lt;div&gt;Haix.. I forgotten to bring home my history textbook. -.- cannot study.. ): Haix.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2901610415213600231?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2901610415213600231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2901610415213600231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2901610415213600231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-sorrow.html' title='life a sorrow'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S92IQ2rPB2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/47QwMb1qVg0/s72-c/%E8%8E%B1%E6%81%A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2148983728236450741</id><published>2010-05-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:21:24.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>累</title><content type='html'>虚幻的世界&lt;div&gt;沉浸在其中&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;让我无法回来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所有的泪都忘了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当我回到现实&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在深夜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;躺在床上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;眼前一片空虚&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;脑海的空白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;成了乐章上的休止符&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;无法开口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说出伤感&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一路走来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;泪笑交叉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我好累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;若能停下&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只求一分钟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;让我回忆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;起初的美丽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;起初的快乐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我好累好累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不想再继续&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只想躺在花海中&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了这世界&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的好累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好累不想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不想再继续&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2148983728236450741?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2148983728236450741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2148983728236450741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2148983728236450741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='累'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4843866533828225115</id><published>2010-04-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:11:01.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazily lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VT6wpxrWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hgWrlC3szLs/s1600/vest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VT6wpxrWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hgWrlC3szLs/s400/vest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464365991841607010" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me like this style! :) I bet I can't wear this out anyday.. Haix.. Wish for birthday: a vest. Beautiful white one. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VVE7q_JsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/NC1CKavqSdc/s1600/vest+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VVE7q_JsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/NC1CKavqSdc/s400/vest+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464367266109793986" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one not really say nice lah, but I like the 5 button style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VVnsJpCaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/TcxHGHqvNgk/s1600/pinstripe+vest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VVnsJpCaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/TcxHGHqvNgk/s400/pinstripe+vest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464367863238822306" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is nice! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VWXGBQgqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pdu7pTReSlo/s1600/long+sleeve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VWXGBQgqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pdu7pTReSlo/s400/long+sleeve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464368677636833954" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nice long BUTTON sleeve is what I want. :) Looks very nice in vest. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VXPk8YtuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/iWp5QgmM4Ds/s1600/Black+Shirt-Vest-White+Tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VXPk8YtuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/iWp5QgmM4Ds/s400/Black+Shirt-Vest-White+Tie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464369648010573538" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the style. Black everything plus white tie. :) I like this! I wonder how I look like.. Hmmm.. haha, But i seriously like eh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VXpWxbW9I/AAAAAAAAAns/2WJOTnl-gUs/s1600/skinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VXpWxbW9I/AAAAAAAAAns/2WJOTnl-gUs/s400/skinny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370090883111890" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to agree, this jeans look nice! (I am a jeans-hater) :P Not really call hate lah, but this jeans seriously look nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VYTPR5MNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/S55GrKAU6nY/s1600/canvas+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VYTPR5MNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/S55GrKAU6nY/s400/canvas+shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370810426306770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice shoes! xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wondering how i will like in the following costume. xD Hehe. &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/8377163268700509214-4843866533828225115?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4843866533828225115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazily-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4843866533828225115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4843866533828225115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazily-lost.html' title='Crazily lost'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9VT6wpxrWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hgWrlC3szLs/s72-c/vest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-392942560850452091</id><published>2010-04-25T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:36:27.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9Qy0nGExCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/6JWynD8NiZs/s1600/set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9Qy0nGExCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/6JWynD8NiZs/s400/set.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464048127336301602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9Qw83xgr6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fq_NrQFXJHQ/s1600/tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9Qw83xgr6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fq_NrQFXJHQ/s400/tie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464046070229151650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QvkS8uFZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZXXpXd2vk4U/s1600/tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QvkS8uFZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZXXpXd2vk4U/s400/tshirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464044548515566994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QuErnZR2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/yLo7IixLjic/s1600/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QuErnZR2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/yLo7IixLjic/s400/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464042905869567842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QtGbl24eI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_c6oNYoEQ5k/s1600/shirt+vest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9QtGbl24eI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_c6oNYoEQ5k/s400/shirt+vest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464041836416262626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-392942560850452091?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/392942560850452091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/392942560850452091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/392942560850452091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/fashion.html' title='Fashion'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S9Qy0nGExCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/6JWynD8NiZs/s72-c/set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5078059890792653390</id><published>2010-04-21T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T02:05:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daño</title><content type='html'>I just realised I didn't blog for a long time. I shall blog now. Haix, been through a lot this few days, not really a lot but it is complicated. Don't really feel like saying it. Well.. let's just say how I been through on my sick days. -.- &lt;div&gt;On Sunday, I woke up sneezing a 20 times before my eyes starting tearing and turns swollen. o.o I went to Macs (in the morning) with my bro to get breakfast. (: Then it turned out nasty cos my bro wanted me to help him buy his set but I said no. And he showed me some face. Well, I don't feel like buying for him and they stack the meal up together?! Like I can take it like that. -.- LOL man. Then I started coughing, I thought I was full and couldn't eat it anymore, (but I continued eating). Then it turned out that I started coughing cos my throat is itchy?! &lt;--- Wrong word maybe. Anyways, when I got home, I started have fever. -.- I am super suey that day k? And I got scolded by me parents. -.- 3 times some more all thanks to ______. -.- haix.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to cut my hair, but my hair can't be tied neatly up now. Got bump here bump there, but I don't really care, at least it is cooler. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday is worse.. In class, I kept sneezing (again) and coughing like nobody's business (again). I think my fever came back again when I think it is ok (again). -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday also the same, but no more sneezing and lesser of the coughing. But the fever came back again I think, but for a short period. Cos I kept sweating. -.- Thanks to the weather. ;o When I went home, my fever seriously came back again, cos I am sickingly BURNING! Like temperature rise until don't know where le. Then I started coughing again. Haix, at night was eat medicine, cover myself with the big big blanket and sitting on the sofa shivering. -.- then my nose suddenly block so I am sitting there sniffing hot water to release the blockage. -.- And beside me was 5 tissue papers (used). I am still covered with the big big blanket. Haix.. D: Then midnight 3 o'clock I was woke up by my mama to eat the fever medicine. Then at 4 o'clock I was woke up (again) to eat the cough medicine. Then 6 o'clock I woke up to go to school cos I realised I have no more fever. So.. didn't sleep well yesterday. ;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very stressed. Exams are near, I still haven't start with my revision.. Haix. SAVE ME MAN! ;o haix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some videos. (: 星光6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dTQ21n0zRY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dTQ21n0zRY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way they speak very funny. But the 胡夏 sing nicer. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wgz4EsfH2A&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wgz4EsfH2A&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fGv3AKmO7U&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fGv3AKmO7U&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one very funny! The frog jump. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKtYMIJ9ZdY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKtYMIJ9ZdY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me love this song! This song freaking nice man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQnpjq7o9mI&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQnpjq7o9mI&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese version of Nobody. :o Very nice eh! :DD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kFLDjue8ngM&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kFLDjue8ngM&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me love this part! The 阎罗王 very cute and pretty leh. :)&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/8377163268700509214-5078059890792653390?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5078059890792653390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/dano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5078059890792653390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5078059890792653390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/dano.html' title='Daño'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-6236906929391335925</id><published>2010-04-17T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T04:56:58.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8mhowF_QgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8D5lcZ9Kuac/s1600/U1584P28T3D2882572F326DT20100226102340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8mhowF_QgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8D5lcZ9Kuac/s400/U1584P28T3D2882572F326DT20100226102340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461073744640295426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGosh.. I want to watch this movie. Ao Quan leh! He very shuai leh when he 'fight.'. xD I WANT WATCH! Seems nice, but haven't come to singapore yet. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-6236906929391335925?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/6236906929391335925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/xoxo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6236906929391335925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6236906929391335925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/xoxo.html' title='XOXO'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8mhowF_QgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8D5lcZ9Kuac/s72-c/U1584P28T3D2882572F326DT20100226102340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7557054621995800822</id><published>2010-04-17T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T04:17:18.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don't know what to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7557054621995800822?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7557054621995800822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7557054621995800822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7557054621995800822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1434783317566255584</id><published>2010-04-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T06:56:24.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>若再有一次</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8hniXfK08I/AAAAAAAAAl0/HtG51xC8psY/s1600/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8hniXfK08I/AAAAAAAAAl0/HtG51xC8psY/s400/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460728388304688066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许伤心过&lt;div&gt;或许流过泪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许气馁过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但那都成往事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许责怪过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许生气过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许崩溃过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但心情总会好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许失败过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许成功过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许被埋没&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但海阔天空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;若再有一次&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我会在试过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;等待下一次 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;的美丽天空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;夜深人静&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谁在那边&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;偷偷哭泣&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;白绸黑夜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我分不清&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;被眼泪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;模糊了焦点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我已累了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;早不到起点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再向目标迈进&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;留在原点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;等待谁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;推我一把&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;后才发现&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原是自己 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;才能够&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;让我再次&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;往前冲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许累了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很想睡了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但却告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没事的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;才创高峰&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不难得事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只要相信&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你就是你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没人能代替你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你不能代替人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这就是生活&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;若再有一次&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我会选择做自己&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/8377163268700509214-1434783317566255584?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/1434783317566255584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1434783317566255584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1434783317566255584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_16.html' title='若再有一次'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S8hniXfK08I/AAAAAAAAAl0/HtG51xC8psY/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1439041619276547372</id><published>2010-04-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:10:16.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>把一切看淡了</title><content type='html'>Hi people I am back. Haix, I am seriously very tired this few days. I feel like I have no feelings towards things now. All seem normal to me, everything. Tired, no feeling. In other words, 我麻木了。I need to get the feeling back, the real wenjing back, now I don't feel like myself now. I don't feel like the old wenjing. Happy, cheerful, happy-go-lucky... Though I still look and act the same, I feel that I am like a puppet now. Controlled by the feeling, the happiness might just be mask. A very fake mask that could be take down anytime. &lt;div&gt;我好像一个傀儡... Indeed, that's what I am like now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When, where, what, why, who, how can help me get back to the normal me? I feel stressed, I feel tired, I feel like I am going to break down anything time. But, maybe I couldn't, maybe I wouldn't, maybe I musn't. So, I shall be myself now. I must pick myself up. No matter what happen, I will still make the best out of it, even if an asteroid attacked the earth (ehhem). Life is just like a dark corridor, when you walk through the saddest time of your life, a light will be waiting for you at the end. No matter how bright it is, it is still hope, hope that I must get hold of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I know I can do it. I don't care what others think of me. I am just me. I must 振作起来. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！加油黄文静！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;(oops..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So, I will be myself again. I look like I sleep-walked for the past one week. :o The droopy eyes. :P Anyway, just watched CHAOJIXINGGUANGDADAO yesterday. Man, it is just nice loh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q767H4urTuQ&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q767H4urTuQ&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The "listen" very nice leh. =.= get so low, even if sing badly, can at least give higher right? So hard to sing. =.=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-TGU7eOIDw&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-TGU7eOIDw&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This PK very nice. :D BIANBIAN rocks man! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCGe1cMzJ0A&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCGe1cMzJ0A&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They sing until very nice leh, the tune very catchy. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBmZc3VWK2M&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBmZc3VWK2M&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DUDU! :D &lt;333333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF-DMt0W5sU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF-DMt0W5sU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't know what happened to him and her. Yan Luo Wang very good leh. -.- Don't know why so lousy. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-1439041619276547372?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/1439041619276547372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1439041619276547372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1439041619276547372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html' title='把一切看淡了'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8484919612857041309</id><published>2010-04-08T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:29:38.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>难忘之忆</title><content type='html'>I will never forget this day. No matter whether my head is a camera or a memory card, I will still remember this day. Today we celebrated Valerie's birthday. My first time celebrating someone's birthday in this school. It is quite cool. All start from 2 days ago.. (flashback: VCR xD)&lt;div&gt;2 days ago, Zhaoyi, evil person and me met at the CO room. Then we decided to go to the General Office to buy the AHS bear to give to Valerie for her birthday. :) Then we stood outside the General Office and plan for a long long time. :o Actually is how to buy the cake and the cards. When evil person say that use drawing block to write the wishes. Then we like very SHOCK. But in the end used her idea but turned out the effect quite good eh. xD Although got mix colour but very COLOURFUL! (Isn't that obvious?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. Today, we went to school early (not really say early lah). Then I meet Zhaoyi at library. She is standing there (under the fan) cos she is sweating. She very cute leh :3 but evil. Gah.. Nevermind, then she showed me the cake. It was FABULOUS! :D Looks nice and appealing. Keke. :P Maybe I was hungry at that time. :3 then I was like staring into space while she went up to her class to put her bag then came down later. We went to 4th floor (another building) to get Jieqi's (huge) card and realised her handwriting was freaking neat and beautiful! :o So envious. My handwriting freaking ugly. -.- We went to the canteen, they are already waiting there. Paiseh eh. Hehe. :P And Xin Yun's voice is sexy. xD Hehe. LOL Anyway, then we were asking around the vendors whether we can put the cake there until 4 plus. Then they were like, "No." I was freaking worried lah. Then it the end, the Yong Tou Fu aunty let us put until 2. :D So kind leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recess, I was rushing through the (huge) card. Then I saw Zhaoyi went pass my class. o.o Very scary, she just like 'float' pass. xD Then she was telling me to go out and stuff then teacher was like teaching like siao, non-stopping one so I tell her sms. Hehe. Then my classmates so me talking to her. xD Then continued rushing through and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PE was ok, very tiring. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Malay was like.. People were laughing at my last slide that showed me do a face. Then they laugh. I laughed too. Haha. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S73TkuOE99I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vcMbXgLIQYw/s1600/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S73TkuOE99I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vcMbXgLIQYw/s400/DSC01092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457750951278737362" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, then after school, me and evil person went down to take the cake. Then we tried to find a place in the fridge but we gave up. -.- But I wanted to buy dry ice, but still, did not in the end. Cos seriously no time. D: Then evil person found a place in the CO room. :o I can't imagine Xin Yun and Lyun cannot find it eh! But Zhaoyi did. =.= Haix. But still, Valerie did not realise it. Hehe. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know Valerie found us weird weird one cos we acting like very suspicious. :D Hehe. :P So after we voted, the results came out. Zhaoyi is the new PRES! :DD Shu Jun is the vice PRES! :DD Seriously very happy. Finally, our section got someone finally become pres liao. xD Then Valerie was like saying if she tell Cindy and Hongwen, they will jumping here and there. 0.0 Haha. I can't imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Zhaoyi cried cos she so Valerie but when Valerie went out to comfort her, she cried also. The very emo Xinyun also cried. o.o Left me and evil person and mengyuan did not. :P I can't imagine I did not cry cos I always cry the. :P But I know I really 舍不得 Valerie. But it is just that I don't want to cry. Cos if I cry, I will cry until I no strength. Hehe. It is very 夸张. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After everything, Zhaoyi and the others went to the canteen with the cake while I wait for Valerie in the toilet (o.o) I told that Zhaoyi went to the canteen toilet to cry then the others comfort her (evil grin). But when we went to the canteen, the others are not there! :o Then in the other saw them at the linkway. Damn funny, Valerie almost saw them. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they went to the canteen and saw them preparing, Xin yun and Sapphire held Valerie up while we arrange. After that, she came to the table and she was smiling and we were singing the birthday song. Haha. :D Then cut cut, eat eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end Zhaoyi smeared Valerie's face with cream! :DD Then she suddenly like time bomb, she start smearing everyone with cream. But finally, she still didn't smeared mine! xD Hehe, then suddenly, Xinni and lyun's senior, Jolyn go smear my face. -.- AHHH! D: After everybody suddenly like calmed down, they started the smearing again. :o Then zhaoyi was like 'You never thio a lot hor?" Then she took the 'knife' (plastic) with the cream and ran after me. So scary. :o Then ran for like two rounds and settled down. Then Valerie ran after me with the spoon. -.- I ran another few rounds and I shout 'She crazy le!' I was like panting. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhaoyi is SO scary. D: I think I cham liao, she like got 'grudge' against me. Hehe. :P Fun fun the lah. But I seriously like today. :D It is a cool day. I will never forget it. And my beloved senior will always be the DA XIAOQIANG. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy birthday Valerie, may all your wishes come through and all straight As oh! :D May you live until a hundred! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One picture of my beloved senior:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S73ZyZfAnII/AAAAAAAAAls/8SCKmSsv6us/s1600/Valerie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S73ZyZfAnII/AAAAAAAAAls/8SCKmSsv6us/s400/Valerie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457757783300545666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Smiles. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8484919612857041309?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8484919612857041309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8484919612857041309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8484919612857041309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='难忘之忆'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S73TkuOE99I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vcMbXgLIQYw/s72-c/DSC01092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5612170449790891465</id><published>2010-04-07T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:35:10.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7xfyrjGXoI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1Llg_CffH9I/s1600/regrets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7xfyrjGXoI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1Llg_CffH9I/s400/regrets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457342172754239106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is going to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shouting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Across the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Releasing the regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I realised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing is going to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't hear your voice again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh baby, give me one more chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me on more time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To fill up the regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of not saying sorry to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to use my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to fill up the regret in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bur nothing is seriously going to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my baby, give me one more chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me one more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To fill up the regret in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For not saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regret regret regret to the max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regret regret regret not saying I love you, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just being random, cos realise regret is such a painful thing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5612170449790891465?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5612170449790891465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5612170449790891465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5612170449790891465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7xfyrjGXoI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1Llg_CffH9I/s72-c/regrets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7449467511981625352</id><published>2010-04-02T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T05:37:04.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories, don't fade.</title><content type='html'>Today went section outing with xiaoqiang, sapphire, evil person and jieqi. :D Very fun. I thought I was late when I left the house at 1215. o.o But in the end, when I walked towards the bus stop, then the bus came. I ran like crazy then caught up with the bus. :) That's very lucky, if not, I won't be late by a few minutes. Hehe. :P Then, I ran to the MRT station. Then I saw the MRT is reaching in 1 minutes time. :o I was cursing myself, then I ran up the escalator. I scared I almost repeat the history of the falling down on the escalator at T1.. D: Then I reached there safely. Hehe. :P And I am the 2nd loh. :D I thought I will be the last. xD&lt;div&gt;Then evil person and jieqi came and we walked to TM to meet sapphire. We went up to the 4th floor to the cinema and bought the tickets. Me, jieqi and evil person left sapphire and xiaoqiang there standing there. Hehe. :P Ooops. We go toilet mah. xD Then we bought the tickets and they all went for lunch at Kopitiam and we went to buy potato chips and saw a bunch of basketball player.   -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we watch the movie Nodame Cantabile. xD The show is... Violent... Funny... And er... I can't say anything.. Haha. :D Lol. But I don't like the ending! Cos got sequence and I have to go another time to the cinema to catch the ending again! AHHH! My $10.. D: Sobs.. But overall, okay lah. I like the part which the woman just fall down like that. Haha. :D That part was freaking funny. Seriously. We talked about it and said some weird stuffs. Hehe. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walk around, and went to buy icecream. xD And went KFC and sit around and chat. Seriously, we sat that like freaking long. 1 hour? ;o Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went home and realised that xiaoqiang tou pai me again. D: Haix.. But not so unglam lah. Hehe. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't finish the stupid e.lit homework and art. Darn it. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed blogskin. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7449467511981625352?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7449467511981625352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/memories-dont-fade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7449467511981625352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7449467511981625352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/memories-dont-fade.html' title='Memories, don&apos;t fade.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4101052718981477178</id><published>2010-04-01T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T05:42:46.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone. Just posting for the sake of posting. Haha. Well, suddenly I had lost my interest in blogging for awhile, but I bet after tomorrow, I will have a lot of things to do. Stress is building up on me the past few days so I can't blog or whatsoever. But now, I can at least enjoy my long weekend. :) Except for the homework part.. Which I left with e.lit and art! D: Nevermind about this.. Let's update on my week, shall we?&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday had CCA, it was fun. :D I was so tired that i slept lying on the table with the chair on top of it, and I am kneeling on the floor. To say the truth, I have a weird sleeping posture. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SOahsEcHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UzH1q5wSAsQ/s1600/Me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SOahsEcHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UzH1q5wSAsQ/s400/Me+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455141635023466610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SOaaIa8WI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2pgVwWlk0Is/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SOaaIa8WI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2pgVwWlk0Is/s400/Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455141632994898274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is derived from Xiaoqiang's facebook photo album. Hehe. :P 借用一下啊~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I started copying the notes in the end, the others slack.. So they decided to take my 'weird' standing pose. It is not weird lah. It is only a 'half' split. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SPKciVERI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FDWaC6YGspg/s1600/Me+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SPKciVERI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FDWaC6YGspg/s400/Me+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455142458274156818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derived from the same source as the above-shown pictures. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so not weird okay? It's the pujia's fault. But in the end I realised that I can pull it up. -.- 慢半拍。。。还说可以挡狗仔。^^ Zhao Yi said '你以为你明星啊'. Haha. Misunderstanding lah. Is '狗仔'... Hehe. As in the interviewer and those who tries to take your photo without approval (stares). Haha. Kidding. :P But it ended off in laughs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I remembered that on Friday, during dazu, it was freaking funny. I was at dazu with Xin Yun and Zhao Yi. Finally, I am not the only one. :) (evil laugh) Anyways, it was quite slack.. So Xin Yun and I were watching this video.. Hmmm, I think is the cheerleading one. ;) Then we were 'scolded' by Zhao Yi. Haha. Well, we did not on the volume mah.. (innocent smile) Then after everything, we played with Xiaoqiang's iPhone. Muahaha. I spammed Tap Tap with my two thumbs! Hehe. But can see that this spamming method cannot be used in only one player cos I got freaking low for that. ;D Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate the Science test! D&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't remember at all. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's today. -.- Something happened in school, so affected quite a lot of people's feelings.. And I shan't blog about it cos it is nothing worth remembering, it is just too shocking. Nevermind, we did 'pranks' on the teacher. Well, it is not a prank at all.. After school, we shifted our things up. Finally, our 风水很好 de 5th floor! :D At least, not so noisy lah. Maybe that's why my results dropped. -.- Eh hem, no excuse. :P Anyways, the classroom was just a scene of stares.. o.o 惨不忍睹，乱七八糟，一片狼藉.. OMGosh.. I seriously did not know what did they do to our class but.. Well, hope it can be okay when we go back on Monday. And thanks to tania for lending me her locker for a while. :D And sorry, it took up 1/4 of the space. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I THINK tomorrow is our 'section' outing.. That's what xiaoqiang said.. Well, I think I should just go and meet them at the time sharp. :D Hehe. :P 不见不散哦~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think my chinese blog is officially dead. Hehe. :P&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/8377163268700509214-4101052718981477178?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4101052718981477178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/sake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4101052718981477178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4101052718981477178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/04/sake.html' title='Sake'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S7SOahsEcHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UzH1q5wSAsQ/s72-c/Me+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5695628281396310990</id><published>2010-03-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:15:40.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dabidoo</title><content type='html'>This is so damn nice! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/79VlSLGPJLU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79VlSLGPJLU&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one quite nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8vls5ZpNLM&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8vls5ZpNLM&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IMPROVED! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BANiBQ47zwc&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BANiBQ47zwc&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rocks my world. Haha. No lah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ka5jZWi8ogM&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ka5jZWi8ogM&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He very good leh.. He still lose. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRwDq86sqlE&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRwDq86sqlE&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is scary. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JHrhmNzKZ8&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JHrhmNzKZ8&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rocks too. :D But so low leh. Damn it. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5695628281396310990?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5695628281396310990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/dabidoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5695628281396310990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5695628281396310990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/dabidoo.html' title='Dabidoo'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7033902362477980827</id><published>2010-03-25T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:35:30.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYZvTCQUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yosH6TX61Kw/s1600/alice+in+wonderland4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYZvTCQUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yosH6TX61Kw/s400/alice+in+wonderland4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452548973078397250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYZSOpm0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/IjpzQ6_iKNk/s1600/alice+in+wonderland3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYZSOpm0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/IjpzQ6_iKNk/s400/alice+in+wonderland3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452548965275376450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYYy-Ov9I/AAAAAAAAAks/RsVPZVLsXfw/s1600/alice+in+wonderland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYYy-Ov9I/AAAAAAAAAks/RsVPZVLsXfw/s400/alice+in+wonderland2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452548956885008338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYYq3YAtI/AAAAAAAAAkk/7p4YQg11ZRs/s1600/alice+in+wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYYq3YAtI/AAAAAAAAAkk/7p4YQg11ZRs/s400/alice+in+wonderland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452548954708771538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hi. I decided to post again. So now, I have to manage 2 blogs at a time, this is going to be fun.. Anyway, I shall post on this week's 'events'"&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA was fun, we played the usual old songs, then need to play Chang Cheng I think, then evil person have to play the double bass. Haha. Anyways, it was boring then. -.- Then break was like super fun. Cos Mojo sr. is trying to take pictures of us. Gladly, she didn't know I was there, so she didn't take my photos AT ALL. Haha. Great. :D Then I drew the 'sick' bird. Not sick the sick but the sick the sick. Never mind, I am talking crap. Then Xinyun called me a 'horny bus3rd'. Haha. I am not loh, this is only our section pet. :D Hehe. Lols, nevermind that. Then Mojo sr. said that they leave me in the CO room alone was right. -.- I disagree totally! :o Then after sectionals, while waiting, mojo sr. lend me her iPhone! Wippeee~ Haha. Well, played tap tap. That was damn stupid. My hand is super slow. =.= Haix.. Boney fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normal day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Yilin's house again. After school we took MRT to bedok inter to shop for ingredients. Went NTUC. But then the lift repairing. So have to walk up. -.- Then cannot find the rice vinegar but then it is just inside. Then find the conflakes. We cannot find then Tania ask the woman, she say lane 7, we looked up (you mo qi) then saw lane 7. We were like Wth... Then went KFC, wait for yilin and the meanwhile deciding whether or not to eat. Then we decided to eat cheese fries share one. Then in the end the woman behind the counter scam our money. WTH, our maths got problem, hers even worse. -.- Scam my 20 cents some more. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right. Today is seriously NOT okay. The egg like screwed up, our garnish too much. But overall I think teacher still like it? She said our taste unique. :o Seriously, I also think so. Then mango in rice. First time. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind.. That's tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for natnatvip to post Alice in the Wonderland.. :D Looks very nice eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Off With His Head!...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7033902362477980827?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7033902362477980827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7033902362477980827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7033902362477980827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6tYZvTCQUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yosH6TX61Kw/s72-c/alice+in+wonderland4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3831700340527834314</id><published>2010-03-21T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T02:58:46.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6XtyaCAryI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ui1gLKUfz2g/s1600-h/SHINee+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6XtyaCAryI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ui1gLKUfz2g/s400/SHINee+39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451024374238850850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6Xtc_oXvhI/AAAAAAAAAkU/__6Llw4Lcqc/s1600-h/Key,+JongHyun+and+Onew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6Xtc_oXvhI/AAAAAAAAAkU/__6Llw4Lcqc/s400/Key,+JongHyun+and+Onew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451024006374735378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6XtUQbykVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fe8f1PMUsCk/s1600-h/JongHyun+and+Yoogen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6XtUQbykVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fe8f1PMUsCk/s400/JongHyun+and+Yoogen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451023856266547538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi all. Tomorrow's school reopen, change our seating arrangement I think. Cos we are too noisy. Well, I hope fate is on my side and can sit with the people I am quite ok with. But if not, I shall just keep quiet. Haha. LOLs. I shall do some mixpod thing now. Find all the nice nice songs. Haha. The last day to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Going to start a new chapter again. Woo. Sounded chim. Nevermind, lols. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3831700340527834314?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3831700340527834314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3831700340527834314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3831700340527834314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-chapter.html' title='New chapter'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S6XtyaCAryI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ui1gLKUfz2g/s72-c/SHINee+39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5610363461526898108</id><published>2010-03-19T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:16:11.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice day isn't it? YES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Howdy everybody! :D Hehe. Am Very happy. :) Cos just watched ONE MILLION STAR the GEZHONGJU. It is just too wonderful. :) I love quite a lot of parts. I shall put them here. :) Hehe. I bet I will keep watching until I don't want to watch (that's impossible ;D). GOGOGO DUDU, BIANLAODA and TANGTANG~ :D I siao liao. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttVtMTa4rFQ&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttVtMTa4rFQ&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The 1st part is the intro. Very meaningful. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJUusYI-neA&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJUusYI-neA&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[忘不了你的泪] -- This one very touching. :) The girl can cry like nobody's business. o.o I am shocked. The guy is SHUAI. Hehe. But his this hairstyle nicer than the other 机车 hairstyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Iu6IoPrAn8&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Iu6IoPrAn8&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other part of the above mentioned act. Saddening that the girl died in the end. :'( I seriously hate that father. D&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UonxXSOaT-I&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UonxXSOaT-I&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[勿忘笔中人] -- BIANLAODA is so cute! Haha. Thumbs up. And he finally passed. :) GU YUE also very 赞! :) The intro about their practice is funny though, BIANLAODA act evil. (&lt;  &lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxXe7FsrfY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxXe7FsrfY&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other part of the above mentioned act. BIAOLAODA very 贱. Hehe, the expression. &gt;P And then he is no longer a 僵尸! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTe1CeYLf-g&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTe1CeYLf-g&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[天外奇迹] -- Eee? I thought this name is the animated movie 'Up'? But I love this show the best. DUDU is just too good lah! :3 So touching the centre part. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7yGgISxAOx4&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7yGgISxAOx4&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啊~ OMGosh. Say until I want cry liao. Haha. Seriously touching lah. :))) The ending part very cute leh. Haha. The Wei Jin do the bird action. -.- Haha. But NICE! NICE! NICE! &lt;3&lt;div&gt;Next week is the PK already. EEEKKKSSS! I want watch! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5610363461526898108?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5610363461526898108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice-day-isnt-it-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5610363461526898108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5610363461526898108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice-day-isnt-it-yes.html' title='Nice day isn&apos;t it? YES.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-298812458830046657</id><published>2010-03-17T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T05:13:56.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi everybody. :) Shall blog now. Hehe. I was watching youtube, trying to organise my channel. I discovered some very funny video when I am browsing through 超级星光大道 de videos. The show is freaking funny but I find some part very meaningful. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyODV9D58zk&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyODV9D58zk&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8s9msbknvvk&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8s9msbknvvk&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the second part. Haha. Very funny and scary at the same time. :3 Hehe. Anyways, I just realised SHINee the Hello Baby very nice eh. The baby very cute. :D Hehe. Days during holidays are boring and tiring. Very Contradicting isn't it. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I LOVE 杜杜，边老大 &amp;amp; 堂堂！:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They are super good! JIAYOU ALL THE WAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-298812458830046657?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/298812458830046657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/fire-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/298812458830046657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/298812458830046657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/fire-of-love.html' title='Fire of Love'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5693744133869325511</id><published>2010-03-13T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:51:04.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi everybody. Today is the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; day of holiday. Haix.. But I think there’s still time to do my revision and homework. I have a lot of work to do.. E.lit, Chinese, Art, Music, Homec. But now, I am doing my Chinese Presentation. I don’t know how to do! But luckily I am like the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; last person to present, the last is Al. Haha. I think he sure die the lah. His topic is freaking difficult. Mine also. -.- Sports school and art school in Singapore! OMGosh. I think I &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi- mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;遇到瓶颈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;already. Now I also don’t know how to continue. My friend all never go sports school de! Haix.. Anybody SOS? ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I went to Yilin’s house. It was freaking funny. Seriously, especially when we are slicing the fruits. It is freaking dangerous. :o Haha. I went Interchange around 12 plus near 1. When I reached there, Tania was already at Sheng Shiong. So we decided to go back to Sheng Shiong to buy Tortilla. Then cannot find tortillas. So we bought something like roti prata. Haha.We don’t really care lah. Keke. Then we bought the thing and went to buy bubbletea. Haha. We like freaking funny lah. We waiting for the order then we were like standing there, but the woman behind the counter was like take the order of the guy behind us. -.- We wasted 5 minutes? Then I ordered Oreo Iceblended! Woots. Hehe. LOLs. Then we went to the bus stop and find Laura. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walked slowly to her us. Actually wasn’t very far but it look far. Haha. Complicated right? Keke. LOLs. Nevermind. Then Yilin was like ‘My house very small de. No place to walk de. I tell you all first ah.’ Then we all were like nevermind, nevermind. Then she was like repeating her sentence again. Haha. She very funny lah. Then we stepped in front of her house. It was freaking big loh! Who say small de. =.= Haha. Then we walked in, it was like completely spacious. Very spacious. We took out all our ingredients. Then slice the apple. It was damn funny. We slice halfway then Laura suddenly say, ‘You all wash the apple already?’ We were like suddenly pause there. Then look at each other, then burst out laughing. It was an awkward pause I can say. Then we washed both the apple and mango. Haha. Then we slice the mango skin. The mango was very slippery. I cut until I like going to slice my own finger like that. I freaking scared of my own cutting skill. Haha. Like I going to fail any time. :P Hehe. Then suddenly slice, the mango dropped onto the chair. Haha.So sticky loh. Then we fried the egg and roti prata. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily I never fry until chaoda if not they scold me. Hehe. :P Then we were like arranging all the stuff, then Tania suddenly say the handroll fail. Haix. D: Then I went to the computer play the cooking mama. Haha. The twisted version. Eh hem. It is fun! Haha. LOLs. I am slacking. Ooops. But when I saw the table, all the seaweed was like ‘disposed’. :o Haha. I think it is like ok lah. The overall looks. Keke. But the garnishing was like a bit fail. Haha. LOLs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, my dad came back from Thailand. He bought me a huge Doraemon!! :o I am so happy! Keke. I love Doraemon. Freakingly love it. 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It is really a long long time since I posted here. I am sort of busy with a lot of things. But mainly, it was the scoldings of my parents that makes me stop blogging for a while. But now it's holiday, I think I can blog for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later I am going to Yilin's house to do project. I hope everything turns out ok. :) Have to buy tortillas, I think I shall go Sheng Shiong buy. Haix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just now was watching shows. I like the One Million star the next ep! It is so freaking nice! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng-lJEhsssg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng-lJEhsssg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHEnwidRHu8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHEnwidRHu8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Gqu7F-Jnnc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Gqu7F-Jnnc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwaoTKjpbsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwaoTKjpbsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha. I surely going to watch that ep next week. :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday solo-ed for 1 hour plus like that in the CO room. Haix.. It's ok though. IT trains me physically and mentally. Haha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post later I guess. :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut7bCEcRcnU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut7bCEcRcnU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&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/8377163268700509214-3265560995927006931?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3265560995927006931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-rest-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3265560995927006931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3265560995927006931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-rest-not.html' title='Time to rest NOT'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4523367444628530337</id><published>2010-03-04T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T03:25:37.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired.. Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone. I don't really few like posting the last few days. I am either slacking or doing work. So.. I shall post on the stuff on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and today. Practically the whole week. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English practically did nothing. It was boring, as I can say. Spoil my whole day mood. But still, I find the teacher funny. It's just that her lessons are copy, write, copy, write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History uh.. I don't think we did anything too. I think teacher taught us Chapter 5. Bad memory. But I think she is preparing us for the next week's test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess is the same routine, eat, chat, laugh and go back class. I can't really remember what we did, but I am mostly sure we took snipshots of each other when we are eating. xD Unglams in short. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Math was a disaster, as always, it is. We continued the saga. According to our Science teacher. And Tania's usual phrase: 'He is very the same pants everyday!' :o Haha. That was funny lah. And I will say it is just that he happens to buy a lot of it at one go. ;D I think it is most likely like that. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Art did the test. I finally knew how to draw le. But I still suck at drawing the limbs of the people. -.- So drew very fake hands. Haha. Last year get A1 for art is just luck, I doubt this year will be so lucky. Haix. So I chiong everything, in the end, Mdm Zee said can continue next week. So much for cramming so many drawings in one go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE uh.. Did running for 8 minutes, I was practically walking. It was freaking sians lah. Then after running I think is play games or do something else? Nevermind. I don't want to remember any of the details for PE. Still angry over that incident. Call me petty if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HCL is what? I think we did the ciyu for the chang huai gan xie xin. Yup. But I did finish le, so I am practically staring at the visualiser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had lunch as usual with Liyun and XinNi. Liyun bought potato after she ate her main. But I took a bite. Itchy mouth. Then I realise it is not that nice so I didn't eat anymore. xD Poor liyun, she had to eat everything. :o Then we went to the CO room, slack a while there, take our cellos to the room, but is was booked by another CCA. Thanks so much for that. We are using that classroom for 1 year plus liao. I think they should just freaking book the other classroom can?! And they use for 20 minutes? Oh well, we have fun in the tutorial room. Got the platform there. xD So we were doing some stoopid actions. Haha. But it got me all cracked up. xD Haha. Then we took damn long to settle down so.. Teacher was quite pissed. I was forced to sit in between Meng Yuan and Mojo sr. But not xi guan lahs. xD Hehe. No offence to mojo sr. I love you a lot. xDD Haha. Jk lah. I not les. 100% not les! xD Then break was freaking funny, we were standing outside the classroom, qiuqiu feng then went in for our prac again, when it ended, we packed everything. Then the fans were not switched off. So I jump onto the tables and off-ed it. :o Ooops. Hehe. Unglam for a girl. xD Then I was doing the Nobody dance sideways, so they called me a crab. -.- Then for jumping on the table, they called me a monkey, or is it kangaroo. Nevermind. Then mojo sr. called my muggertoad for studying my tests beforehand. -.- They love animals niah. xD Hahahaha. Then I went home with two other seniors, mojo sr. and Meng yuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Test was the first period. Science test. I practically got very low. -.- So much for studying so long. Nevermind, it is over. I shall let nature takes it own course. xD Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Math was again, B-O-R-I-N-G. Ohya. We moved our tables back. YIPPEEE!! So maths lesson was noisy again. Haha. xD Typical us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess same again. Have fun with the cliques. (: Eat, chat, laugh and disperse. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English.. I think a trainee teacher take over. But her voice damn high-pitched. Listen until a bit uncomfortable.. Cos I don't really like high-pitched voice, will make me feel like vomitting. I rather listen another teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Music played with keyboard again. But Tania was playing the Wedding song. :o Cos She and Huixin are husbund and wife. xD Our inside joke. Which was damn funny. She kept playing that song lohs! Gagaaga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History was go through again. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English Literature we did our diary entry. The others were slacking. I am sure. xD Ahahaha. So I shall let them go just for this period. xD I am so kind. LOLs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEL got some talk. And did the journal like last year. At least they gave us lines to write on now. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science went to the lab again. I mean com lab. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess was same. CLIQUES!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HCL did group work. My group was lagging behind. xD Hehe. I don't mind lah. I just hope my members can improve. JY samtay, jamie, faith and me~ Let's work together. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Math was B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English Literature, Tania was editting the slides. Al was too. My english sucks. xD So.. They have a hard time doing the editting work. Paiseh ah you two. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STI got expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. This is a short and sweet summary! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homec did our summary of our results. I carried the damn pile of books which weigh up to 3 kg to the parade square, then to the com lab. After that, we went down to the homec room, so I have to carry too. -.- Then we checked the sewing machine. xD Me and yilin don't need do anything siah. xD It is so good sitting at the first table. Keke. I am a slacker. Then after that, I carried my stuff to the class we are exchanging with. Hah. I wish it was on the 5th floor! It is so much cooler. There got strong winds which blow at your face. Down there leh? Just heat. ._. Great.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess was bored. Winnie not here. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English as usual B-O-R-I-N-G. Yawns~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE was ok lah. Ran for 5 minutes. Then play tabletennis, and captain ball. Then times up. Go back class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Malay I have to do conversation with the teacher! :o Damn it. I don't know how to say. ): The teacher ask us, what do we want to get for our mum's birthday. This is the conversation between me, yiling and michelle and the cikgu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Blahblahblah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: Tried to translate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Yilin: Hah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Translate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle, me, yilin: Oh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: ......... Jam. (watch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Eh.. Buku? [Worried laugh]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin: Don't know. xD Don't get loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: Card lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin: How to say?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: I don't know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Kard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin: Ya lah, card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Card is just kard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin: Oh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Second question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: Why do you want to buy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin and me: Oh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle, Yilin and me: What is like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: What is like?! You all don't know?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle, yilin and me: Yah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: I remember leh, but I forgot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stares..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stares again. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Blahblahblah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Blahblahblah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Like is suka!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: OH!! SUKA! Yalah, I forget le mah. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: Blahblahblah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Blahblahblah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Nevermind, last question. Blahblahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Translate: What do you want for your birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: ......... komputer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Ohno.. 什么是laptop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle: I don't know!! MP3 lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Oh.. MP3.. Is musik something right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Blahblahblah... musik... blahblah.. hari lahir saya. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: I don't know lah.. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle then did the money sign to me. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then in the end. I gave up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yilin was like: I don't want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cikgu: Aiyo, you don't want get anything for your mum, you also don't know. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. That's all. It is not surprising we failed. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maths Did the test. It was ok.. But got a stoopid careless mistake. -.- DAMN IT!! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science is uh... I don't know lah. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ACC was practically yepyep from the teacher. But I kinda like the video she showed us. (: finally, something interesting (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English did our test. I wrote damn lot. -.- My hand crammed afterwards. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Naixin smsed saying I am not the first. Haha. I have test leh Naixin! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess was boring again. Winnie not here still ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HCL did revision first. Then the test. It was quite ok I guess. xD Haha. I am so glad I didn't really scratch my head like siao. Cos not that difficult afterall. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science was damn funny lahs. Tania was telling sick stuffs. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History was funny. Tania almost molested Huixin. She is sick. -.--.--.--.- Hehe. Did the Sourced-base question cos Tuesday we got test again. -.- Haix..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;或许世上，没有最完美的人。只有最努力的人。  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;人只要肯努力，就能有成就。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算不完美，只要知道自己又做到充分的准备，不要管别人怎么看你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你，或许不是最好的，但却是最努力的要求自己的最好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;好的赞美或许是最美的语言&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;言词上虽然严苛却是衷心，诚恳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不管别人怎么想你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我就是我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;做好自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是最重要的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;应为最强的敌人不是别人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是自己。&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/8377163268700509214-4523367444628530337?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4523367444628530337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-tired-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4523367444628530337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4523367444628530337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-tired-again.html' title='I am tired.. 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Zhao Yi said I am a  Sotong last life cos I very blur. Haha. I also think so leh. Yesterday during self prac was so damn fun! At first we went inside the storeroom to take chairs. Then I was thinking where the heck are the chairs. Then Zhaoyi was like there! Then I was OHHHHH! She said I freaking blur sia. Then evil person was like xiao qiang xiao qiang!! Zhao yi was like yayayaya. Then she continue saying about Mojo's xiao qiang shoes coming to find the xiao qiang then the storeroom was freaking noisy. Then Mojo come and chase us out. Ahaha. Then evil person was like playing with the guzheng like crazy. She was like using her hand and crazily swept the strings. Damn funny sia. Then I remember that Mojo was looking at Xin Yun's water bottle. Then she accidentally broke the water bottle. Then she spent 15MINUTES feeling remourseful over the broken water bottle. I say until damn funny then Zhao Yi laughed until her whole face turned red. o.o The first time eh!!! hahahah. xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4269585067672022792?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4269585067672022792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/sotong-last-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4269585067672022792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4269585067672022792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5145113410239879982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5145113410239879982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' 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When I cry. When I am happy. Without you, there is still me, myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6ocuvLX2R8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6ocuvLX2R8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The quiet night darkens, the white candles cried&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The moon light becomes cold, the music went hoarse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The midnight's wind becomes cold, my arms empty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At this moment, who's arm are you in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I woke up with my dreams, the world in front of me blurred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The memories of you are running away, happiness is so faraway now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I come hugging the loneliness, my heart breaking, can you hear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Congratulations can only be said to myself, cannot believe you are not loving anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking at the stars going to sleep, the coffee is cold&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wake up with a hurt heart, the world seems so upside down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The mindnight wind becomes cold, the pictures turned black and white&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This moment, will you remember me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I woke up with my dreams, the world in front of me blurred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The memories of you are running away, happiness is so faraway now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I come hugging the loneliness, my heart breaking, can you hear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Congratulations can only be said to myself, cannot believe you are not loving anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This torture, my left side, where had it been&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is clearance, the love we said before has been overtime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I woke up with my dreams, the world in front of me blurred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The memories of you are running away, happiness is so faraway now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I come hugging the loneliness, my heart breaking, can you hear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Congratulations can only be said to myself, cannot believe you are not loving anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4383667964372099450?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4383667964372099450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hug-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4383667964372099450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4383667964372099450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hug-myself.html' title='I hug myself'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1632698926642049154</id><published>2010-02-26T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:32:34.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pit7RS4mPI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pit7RS4mPI0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look look look at me, don't keep thinking about him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't love don't love he don't love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You perfect overpower him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't keep staring at that handphone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't think so much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know, you understand, my super girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you think about the flowers he gave you, throw it, quick throw it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And his charming smile, forget it, quick forget it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His charm still make up tip top, wake up, quick wake up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your good is so mysterious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please let me take care of it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, you are my baby girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He can't see your beauty, behind common, the power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, I am your super man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your eyes make me so in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For you, I will do anything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look look look at me, don't keep following him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If he says he loves you and is willing to wait even if he is busy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That must be his lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That must not be from his heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't blame, leave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And come to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you think about the flowers he gave you, throw it, quick throw it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And his charming smile, forget it, quick forget it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His charm still make up tip top, wake up, quick wake up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your good is so mysterious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please let me take care of it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, you are my baby girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He can't see your beauty, behind common, the power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, I am your super man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your eyes make me so in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For you, I will do anything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy or sad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Promise me, beside you, beside you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prepare the best love, the most expensive love in the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And wait for you to go inside my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The permit to happiness, don't throw it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole world's only and perfect one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, you are my baby girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He can't see your beauty, behind common, the power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my super girl, I am your super man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your eyes make me so in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For you, I will do anything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You are my super super girl (Don't wait don't wait)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fly with me to the future (Love don't need to rehearse don't need to rehearse)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am your super man (Don't wait don't wait)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fly with me to the future (Love don't need to rehearse don't need to rehearse)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-1632698926642049154?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4647303319240945732</id><published>2010-02-26T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:10:24.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe, one day, I will learn to forget things that are sad and remember the things that are happy. I hope, I will learn to grow and mature. Tomorrow.. It seems so far. Future.. Without tomorrow, future will never come. I Shall work hard for tomorrow. And for the future, I have truly learn something. A video to commemorate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TCHIjWQQpc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TCHIjWQQpc0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, we promised not to meet again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sitting in the shop that is at the end of the street, I start to think about you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, I can only let love past&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our smiles, will become photos of the past&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beside me, loneliness is growing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sight, is blurred by my tears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you, I leave it in my heart and put it by my lips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, you will leave me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, wishing upon a star by myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like a movie reach its end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our end proved who's prediction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pieces of promises on the floor cannot be put back to form our yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I long for the miracle that will happen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But your back is so faraway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love is in my room, memories still vivid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Suddenly, I felt that you are still in front of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beside me, loneliness is growing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sight, is blurred by my tears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you, I leave it in my heart and put it bymy lips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, you will leave me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, wishing upon a star by myself&lt;/p&gt;                                                            Like a movie reach its end &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our end proved who's prediction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pieces of promises on the floor cannot be put back to form our yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I long for the miracle that will happen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But your back is so faraway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Without you, love is cold, loneliness will overtake everyday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I stand under the street lamp down the quiet street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The place we once hugged each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's the place we sheltered each other during storms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, you will leave me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, wishing upon a star by myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like a movie reach its end &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our end proved who's prediction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pieces of promises on the floor cannot be put back to form our yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I long for the miracle that will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But your back is so faraway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still miss the days we once love each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still wait that one day you will come back to my side&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tears fall down onto my cold pillow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Press down pause to stop the time until the day you are beside me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cannot stand one day without you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you, that will not change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will love you till forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4647303319240945732?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4647303319240945732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4647303319240945732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4647303319240945732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-tomorrow.html' title='Blue tomorrow'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7695950186965853224</id><published>2010-02-25T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T05:51:08.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uthxUVMcYw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uthxUVMcYw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&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/8377163268700509214-7695950186965853224?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7695950186965853224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7695950186965853224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7695950186965853224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-dress.html' title='Wedding dress'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-59401325240046158</id><published>2010-02-25T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T05:14:52.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ever think you are the king.</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. I seriously hate today. It is freaking sucky I mean. I can't imagine why some teachers like to scold students. And why some people like to flirt around, and yeah, that is the most sickening thing I have realised today, and it is the top of my hate NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. Desiree said my blog is boring. Haha. I know, I don't tend to add in funny things. -.- I guess she didn't read my blog at all lah, then how she know very boring. -.- Haha. DESIREE!! If you are reading, keep on reading to the last lah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, Homec was ok.. The class was a bit chaotic at a point of time yet teacher don't care. Not bad wor. Haha. Jkjk. I finished my survey. Got 45 people to do them. But some of the 45 people are fakeys. :DD Some people were spamming it. Ahaha. xDD Teacher said something then I was freaking blur then teacher showed me some irritated face. Right, I shouldn't have raise my hand when teacher ask for a volunteer. What an ILLOGICAL thing to do. -.- After collating the results, need do something lah. Copy and paste. Tania was using the other computer doing something and I am there copying and pasting. Teacher said that I am their Secretary. Ahahaha. xD Not funny. Lols. Then after everything I went down for recess. In fact, ran down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess as usual eat with cliques. Then after Winnie, Xin Ni and Desiree left, Naixin, me and liyun were fooling around with the shuai guys' photo. We have to follow their action. It was damn funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442133818434221858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S4ZX38vpdyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/NN25sxoOuLE/s200/Image(028).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442133821387993618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S4ZX4Hv4chI/AAAAAAAAAjM/xgy3VQ7rXv8/s200/Image(030).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442133842252723554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S4ZX5Vea9WI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DfLK8U5YpY4/s200/Image(027).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442133829535365618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S4ZX4mGXefI/AAAAAAAAAjU/lZ8Jk_WnU-o/s200/Image(024).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The two above picture is taken in the early morning. Tsk tsk. I am doing something to Winnie's pouch. GUESS! Haha. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyways, we have a lot of fun doing it though did not take a lot of pictures nia. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;English is ok. Did group work. The teacher said a lot of things to complicate the whole instructions. Ahhh. )&lt;&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;PE was incredibly LOL. We went down to the stadium as usual. Then we walked there and sat at the bench. I think we reached there 3 min or 5 min late. Then my teacher was like walking in and out of the office. Then somebody was like, why is he walking here walking there? Then I was like don't know. Then we sat at the place we are suppose to sit.. Then some people were shouting still. So loud. Then I know teacher very piss le, can see from his face. -.- Then teacher told us to go back class. Then we never move, he shouted at us. -.- Yah, I don't really know what is going on. We reach there so early liao. Is the teacher don't want come to us the leh. -.-Sickening. Then we walked back to class. Teacher told us to stand. Not really told, is shout. Still. Then when people not standing properly, he shout again. Wth lah. We are only bending down to do our work then he like expect us to stand straight. Then like handwriting very ugly leh. Haix. I can see he is in a bad mood loh. The teacher is sulking. -.- And I am too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Malay was such a close shave lah. No need do oral. :D Then we have to split into groups according to register no. I do with Michelle and Yilin and we damn zhai the loh. We didn't write any sentence AT ALL. It is blank except for the topic sentence, Then I see some poeple flirting around. So flirtatious loh. Think she cute uh. She think that every guy MUST talk to her. Ego. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did math test, I think I totally screwed it. -.- Damn it nia. The formula lah. Teacher also never go through that question before loh. Ahh!! I failing lah! ): Thanks to the teacher lol!! )&lt;&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Science did mock test. It is easy I guess. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After school I walked back with Winnie, Jialin, Jiahua and Winnie's friend, Haix. Was a bit unhappy in the first place. So I shall say sorry to Jialin and Winnie for not waiting for you all and slam the gate. I was damn pissed. I am very sorry. Really very sorry. ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now. I shall go~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toodles~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-59401325240046158?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/59401325240046158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/don.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/59401325240046158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/59401325240046158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/don.html' title='Don&apos;t ever think you are the king.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S4ZX38vpdyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/NN25sxoOuLE/s72-c/Image(028).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3234059940100667202</id><published>2010-02-24T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:48:19.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you can stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is what you are doing to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this is what you are showing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is what you are trying to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is everything you can do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope this is the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos my heart is just a fragile piece of glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which I don't afford to be broken again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is the face you are showing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because it is sickening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is what you want to say to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I can't control my anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is what you are doing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos it is irritating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;showing me some face which you think you yourself is important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you don't want me to do anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3234059940100667202?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3234059940100667202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hope-you-can-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3234059940100667202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3234059940100667202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hope-you-can-stop.html' title='I hope you can stop'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-714244688668038966</id><published>2010-02-22T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:11:52.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this my fault?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone. A lot of things happened this few days. Got very stressed up by this things. D: Firstly, I want to say is that, yes, I might be noisy, but yet, I know how to shut up. I can concentrate when people make noise, my neighbours are banging the door everyday. Yes, I mean everyday. This can't be anything more sickening. But yet, the class is noisy, and yes.. I get it, I know I am noisy but I control. My mum said this 'whatever you do, concentrate, whatever people do, leave them alone, concentrate, I think a lot of people should practise this. I think it works for ME. I can concentrate when my two defiant neighbours stupidly bang the door. Well, I seriously don't like my current class, no offence but yeah. Not any reasons but simple one, it doesn't suit me. I will try to like the class but don't expect me to love it. Cos I don't think I will love it affectionately. Nevermind. Don't want to write about things that destroy my mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22/02/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was sucky. Seriously, in a total bad mood don't know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English teacher came in and started scolding us saying that we are noisy. Then when she asked us to answer we kept quiet. Well, the very easy answer is that we don't know how to answer. Simple enough? And I was super quiet. No mood to talk actually, was hungry. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History was quite okay, copied notes so I have something to do. And was listening to teacher talking and realise History was not that boring afterall. Maybe I was really hungry and want something to distract that thought away. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess was a lot more better. Ate with cliques. But don't have the appetite to eat. Don't know why. My stomach is failing me this few days. D: Maybe it is because of the cuury fishhead. Gah. Knew it that I have a weak digestive system and shouldn't eat too much. Haix. But I still eat. I am so stupid. Nevermind. Then xiao mei was talking about the shuai ge from one of the stall, she damn funny lahs. Haha. xD Then went up to the library to meet liyun and michelle. Went to borrow book. Then recess ended. I was very scared that I am late. Then I was. :x the teacher was telling to stand outside the class. -.- haix, Then Yilin was late too. I have to say a 'speech' before I can go in. -.- Siala, waste my time. The teacher was saying that we are noisy again. I think he can't stand noise lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maths was continuing the saga again. Then the teacher returned me back my math file. He said that I did not file in properly. -.- I did not put in content page and did not do correction. -.- Argh. I was doing my file during the lesson then waste a lot of time on filing. Thanks uh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was Art. Art did some test. Spent a lot of time on the first panel of drawing. -.- I can't figure out how to draw. D: My drawing sucks. Haix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE was BORING. Played soccer. I am ok with soccer but.. The teacher teached us the basic. -.- I am like WTH.. Then played soccer monkey then the minature soccer. It was ok though. Michelle got hit on the arm and it went red. Ouch. That was pain. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chinese got back our compo. Got very low. -.- Haix. The teacher was strict or is it I am deproving? Haix. Nevermind. Teacher said we had to separate our tables for 2 days. It is saddening. Haix. I was chosen for some leader thing. Chinese one. I don't really care. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school stayed back do the math file with Jane, Yuan Qin and Faith. Faith was distracting me with the post it note. It was damn funny. She drew the pictures of our teacher. And it is in my bag now. :x Haha. Then Jane helped me in doing the corrections. Yuan Qin just stayed. :D Hehe. Well, thank them too nia. ;D And yuan qin knew that I am her angel because of the post it note. It was too obvious. Ahahah. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I was late for CO. I knew it. Then went to the canteen grabbed a Pink Dolphin and bread then went to CO room. Got my cello and went to the classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played the da da dan da da. Then played shi mian mai fu. -.- Darn it. I hate that song. Then teacher say I am &lt;em&gt;Chuang &lt;/em&gt;wen jing. Cos I very noisy. Haha. She told us the story of her student in another school. Damn funny lahs. During break we drew on the whiteboard. Very ridiculous. Then the teacher was like commenting on our drawing. I laughed until my tears almost rolled down. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After CO, walk down Great Wall with Mengyuan and mojojojo. xDD Hehe. We talked damn funny. Nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23/02/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Er.. Common test was suckish!! Although I find it ok, I very scared I screwed the whole test. D: And english is my worst subject. Haix. Was pulling my hair halfway through. Haix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Math was ... Continued the saga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess was same lah. Sit with the cliques. :DD Bought Ramly burger. It is so nice loh!! :DD Then sit with Winnie and Liyun at one table. We talk about something then it was damn funny. Seriously funny lah. Then we kept laughing. Well, this are the days.. Haix. 2 Loyalty.. I have no faith in it. Went to the library again. :D Borrowed two more books. Then luckily didn't late for class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English is BORING. Almost sleep. The teacher went through the questions I just mark mark mark. Haix.. Then in the end have homework. Bleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Music did keyboard again. Teacher let us listen to the song 'The Reason'. It was pretty nice. So I went to look at the video. It was.. nonsensical. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-elAUxIhVCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-elAUxIhVCk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha.Then History was ok. Copy notes again. Then the teacher also still as drama. After she go for maternity leave, another teacher taking over. Sian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Literature was seriously dots all over. BORING. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEL did our Service Learning thing. We have to form groups to do proposal. Then in the end, ended doing it with tania, al, adrian and joel. Then left tania me and al cos the others got other things to do. So it was rather slack. We drew on the paper. Then teacher was saying we are not focus. Haha. Yup. We are not focus. Gagaga. xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, don't feel like posting anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toodles~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-714244688668038966?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/714244688668038966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-this-my-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/714244688668038966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/714244688668038966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-this-my-fault.html' title='Is this my fault?'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5555190498618661749</id><published>2010-02-18T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T03:55:31.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix the ozone layer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439526281921405954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30UVWRTpAI/AAAAAAAAAik/7THhwckZjAU/s200/sony+phone.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439525782126421938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30T4QY5Z7I/AAAAAAAAAic/i52qnKiFTFI/s200/iphone+touch.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh! I want this two phones. D: Any one of this. Haix. I am in love with IPhone touch. :o Hehe. Don't know why lerh. Just love it. Keke. But most probably my dad won't allow. D: Sadded. Nevermind. I still like my current phone. Can type faster. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439527827748372338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30VvU7LP3I/AAAAAAAAAis/4eRnemEycpA/s200/bored.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Seriously, this three words show everything. Today is BORING. Haix. At least the first two lessons before recess and recess is better. Other than that, it is BORING. The first two period is Homec. Today did french toast. Well, I don't think this is french toast, cos the food looks like what my mum usually did at home. -.- It is just egg and bread. So what's the point of calling it french toast when it is 鸡蛋面包? &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"According to what is popular in local cuisine, many of the spices that are added to bread or egg dishes are included in cooking. This versatile dish is often topped with sugar, butter, fruit, syrup, or other items." &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is adapted from Wikipedia. Well, since there's picture, I believe it is french toast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439529425864843746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30XMWX1YeI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RhsbVCcz97E/s200/french+toast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But this looks so much nicer than mine! Probably shall try it with syrup next time. xD After the whole practical and since we did it in just half an hour, we had to have a 'meeting' for the PW. And I am seriously very pekchek. D: Nobody's house can go. So how are we going to do the trial? And then ingredients still not settled. D: Then is like we stare in the other direction then the other two sate at each other. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess uh. Ate with the cliques still. Then got someone chop our table. -.- We always sit there the leh. They can see the loh. Haix. Next time must chop the place first or just put there 'Cliques' table :D' Aiya, don't care la. Can sit together good luh. Hehe. Went to the Niang Dou Fu store. Xiao mei was saying that OMG that guy so cute. Ahaha. Damn funny de la. They all 'crazy' over that guy. Lols. Then afterwards, xiao mei wanted to do the gallop with Michelle then she don't want. Then they drag here drag there, me and Liyun long long ago run away lerh. Haha. Then we went to the library to 吹 aircon. Haha. Typical us. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;English was BORING again. Did our english practise book again. -.- The teacher like has nothing for us to do lah. Keep wanting us to do the work. -.- We did finish and ended up talking. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439533574546588290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30a91apAoI/AAAAAAAAAi8/353BoFMcOnE/s200/run.bmp" border="0" /&gt;PE had to run for 7 minutes. -.- I seriously hate running. After running, I will pant like siao. Actually it was 7 minutes but saw some people walking then keep increasing the time and then ended up running for 10 plus minutes. I think some people will like it luh. Damn it. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Malay is slack time! :D Not malay conversation for me today. I bet next week sure have the lah. Since I am suppose to speak today but the batch before me speak very long so I got to slack! :D Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During maths lesson teacher lectured us. From our hand-ins of the maths file he also can lecture so much. Almost one quarter of the class gone. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We have to go to Desert Oasis for Science. Haha. Aircon again! So shiok. :D Just realised a lot of people have &lt;a class="yschttl spt" href="http://www.attitudeproblem.org/" orighref="http://sg.wrs.yahoo.com/_ylt=A3xsfITdJn1LnD8BwBUj4gt.;_ylu=X3oDMTEzZmI5cjY4BHNlYwNzcgRwb3MDMQRjb2xvA3NnMQR2dGlkA1NHMDAxMF8y/SIG=11jqgbqj0/EXP=1266579549/**http%3a//www.attitudeproblem.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Отношение Проблемы.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. Go figure that word yourself. Lols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school, went to watch basketball match with liyun. Did some crazy things. Haha. Liyun came out with the theory that I like guys who wear specs. Haha. No no, is I find them very guai guai type. But you can't judge a book by it's cover. xD haha. Liyun was screaming when each team snatched a ball away. Haha. Typical liyun eh. Haha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went home and I am very sweaty. The weather of course. -.- It is so scary. The temperature in China is minus 40 to 10 degrees, yet, Singapore is 30 plus degrees (positive). So condracticting lohs. Haha. So, bought a mocha iceblended and 降我的体温. If not I think I have fever. &gt;&lt; *touch wood* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Managed to do all the homework and understand the very hard concept of chemical changes and equations. I think this year I will do badly for my science. D: Say byebye to my new phone. D': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to those out there: Sorry. Today I have moodswing. Am not in the mood to do anything. So if I am very cold towards or weird towards you, please bear my behaviour today. Thank you. :) Maybe all because of the weather and my injuries on my body. And probably the continuous banging of doors of my neighbours might make me go bongus. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-pKhECpVPTo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-pKhECpVPTo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are freaking good! They never fall down! They are husband and wife. -.- So this is wonderful. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, now this is the end. Got to go soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toodles~ Post next time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5555190498618661749?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5555190498618661749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/fix-ozone-layer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5555190498618661749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5555190498618661749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/fix-ozone-layer.html' title='Fix the ozone layer.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S30UVWRTpAI/AAAAAAAAAik/7THhwckZjAU/s72-c/sony+phone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5848812845353046510</id><published>2010-02-17T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T03:17:09.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S3vEcc34T4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/bcSi5XAItd4/s1600-h/percyjackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439156968045956994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S3vEcc34T4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/bcSi5XAItd4/s200/percyjackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am seriously still craving for this show. This guy is so cute! &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nevermind. Today is so freaking sian. In the morning science period did notes, and copying and stuffs. Haix. Then recess. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Recess is kinda short. Not really la. Mdm Lur called me twice when I am in the toilet. =.= I am not in the cubicle. I am outside the toilet. So it doesn't sound awkward with the flushing of toilets. :P Nevermind. As usual, I sat with the cliques. And then as usual eat with them at the yellow chair and table. :D Darn it. I didn't get to eat cup noodles. == They wait till we all eat finish then sell. WTH. D&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then went up to class with liyun. Liyun was telling what happened in the bowling alley to Michelle. Then she spoke too loud. Then the person in front was like 'SHHHH!' She then laugh. I think we are too loud loh. Sec 3s are having lesson. But I think they should not let the sec 3s be on the same floor as us. I think very inconvenient la. They recess we study. We recess they study, in the end still will affect them the what. I think they should just let 2F, 2G and 2H be on the 5th floor. Hehe. Then can be on the same floor as NaiXin and Winnie but Desiree and Xin Ni.. D: They will still be at the lower sec block. D: Haix. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chinese lesson do jian bao? Haix. So sian lor. And then the wind blow, everything swiped to the side. Darn it sia. Nevermind. But was freaking boring just now. D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Math was go through the algebra SAGA again. == Haix. Then the teacher said our attention level today was 2 only. == I think we everyday also 2 la. == Haix. Bo bian, he is always saying all eye threads glue to the whiteboard, I am so disgusted. T-T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E.Lit is er.. I forgotten what we do, Oh yeah, group work. Covergirl did everything. Hehe. Thank you covergirl. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;STI is play double whacko but I am supposed to go out for 1 to 1 interview with my form. Haix. It is not so scary nia. She is friendly. Hehe. :P Luckily I have a kind teacher. Then went back to play class games. Played taptap on Iphone of my classmates. Damn fun la. xD But I lost. == Argh. I am so lousy la. D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then played double whacko. Like nothing happen la. I was just sitting there sms loh. == Darn it. Next time I shall just sit and stare. == &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After school packed went down to GO to collect something. Then xiaomei said I took forever. == D: Sorry. I was really released late because of class game. Then I need to pack my bag. And since I saw Liyun I might as well go down with her. ;) Then went home after that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These few days are seriously damn hot can? I am sweating like don't know what la. =.='' darn it. I shall just bring a portable fan with me. ==&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just realise my books are all overdue!! D: Oh no, fine. My money~~~ S11 fly le la. All because I am blur and stupid. D: Nevermind. I shall just quickly return the books tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I was doing homework just now, I on my phone to check some things. Then xiao mei called me. I went to the back on my room to picked up the phones since my mum is sleeping in another room. She said her gift is very sweet! Haha. I knew you will say that. Ahah. xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Freaking hungry now. Chewing on the chocolates. =.= I am starving. Argh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I seriously hope that I can watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief someday. They say very nice. Hope I can trust them. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toodles~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5848812845353046510?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5848812845353046510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/nevermind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5848812845353046510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5848812845353046510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/nevermind.html' title=''/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S3vEcc34T4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/bcSi5XAItd4/s72-c/percyjackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-247946019482711939</id><published>2010-02-15T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:14:06.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun that never ends</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. :) Sorry for not updating so long. I shall update on Friday and Sunday since Saturday and Monday I did nothing. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday (12/2/2010)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have CNY celebration in school. I have performance so I have to wear yellow CO tee, but I did bring the red polo tee with me cos after school I going out with xiaomei, liyun and xinni! :D&lt;br /&gt;At first we did the 梅花 finger painting. We have to draw the flower with our fingers. I mean dab. ;) When it is about 0915, I went up to CO room. Carried the big big cello to the hall. Lala. Then went up the stage so one 梅花 painting from 4J. It was freaking nice. Like the real one eh. Clap clap loh. Keke. :P Then prepare everything and the microphone finally not above me and valerie le. So play wrong also no problem. Keke. :P No lah, but best don't play wrong loh. Then when recess is about to finish, a lot of people came in to the hall. Saw some Sec 1 damn 自恋, they were taking photos continuously. Sec 1 still show us some face. Freaks. Then the performance started. The percussion started first, then the CO started. It was damn fast lah. After our performance we went back to the CO room to put our instruments then went back to the hall. I missed the CD performance!!! D: Heard from xiao mei that their performance is about 财神爷 and cupid. In the end they fell in love with each other? :o Haha. Sounded very fun. But I missed it nia. Damn it. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Then because of some technical problem the wushu had to perform again. == Then the dance and wushu dance performance damn funny nia. &gt;&lt; They were dancing then they drew a heart. Ahahaha. xD So sweet wor.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards they gave out the price for the 对联 and class notice board award. Our class got two people won the 对联 thing and the class noticeboard thing we won 2nd price! :DD Yippee! LOLS. Then after that Sec 2 were allowed to go first! xD Then valerie and zhao yi who were sitting with us stood up and went off with us. &gt;&lt; Orhorh. Haha. LOLs. But then in the end they never go. Keke. I went off with winnie and liyun. Since Liyun said she is going with us but I need to go back to yu neng. So xiaomei went to liyun's house and eat lunch. I went with xiaomei, liyun and xinni to take bus. Then xiaomei was singing dai wo zou. Ahaha. So freaking funny. Then we went up bus 10 to bus interchange then took 67 to yu neng. Then saw some of the AHS people there. Then they said 1330 then can go in. So wanted to leave. Then in the end can go in. Saw mrs lee and lin yee. :D Then about 1 plus I leave yu neng. Then took 67 to Tampines interchange. Then they say meet at Century Square so walked there. Reached up to the Cineplax then they say the ticket sold out. D&lt; Wth. Then took MRT to Pasir Ris and walked to Downtown East. We went bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Took lane 20. Then the lane keep have technical problem!! D&lt; And especially when it is Xin ni's turn. :o She damn suey the la. Gahaha. Then Lane 19 got a few boys come. Got a guy's initial is WJ. Then liyun, xiaomei and xinni were like 'Ohhh, your zhong sheng ban lv orh..' I was like WTH, NO! D&lt; Then they keep teasing me. I wanted to kick them. In the end the floor too slippery, I fell down. == Sobs. Freaking pain the can? I fell on my left arm. Then I am sure my hips got blue black, cos it was freaking the pain!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Hah, then I got double but suey suey no turkey. D: If not I sure get damn high the la. ;D Hehe. But xiaomei won two times leh. Jealous jealous. ;D&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to leave, we saw ...! It was like damn coincident the leh! We were saying they will come in the end they did! :o Yuan feng nia. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking hungry. So went to eat with Liyun. Noodles! :o I love noodles. Gagaga. xD Then after eating we went home. Hehe. I have a great day!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday (14/2/2010)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Valentines Day and 大年初一. I went to visit my uncle and aunty at Woodlands. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall update next time.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-247946019482711939?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/247946019482711939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-that-never-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/247946019482711939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/247946019482711939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-that-never-ends.html' title='Fun that never ends'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4003014030182679794</id><published>2010-02-06T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:24:33.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>黑白</title><content type='html'>黑夜遮住了你的美&lt;br /&gt;让我只能看见空虚&lt;br /&gt;白昼遮住了我的眼&lt;br /&gt;让我只能看见黑洞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是黑你是白&lt;br /&gt;永远不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;化成灰看不见&lt;br /&gt;永远只见到空白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是天我是地&lt;br /&gt;永远隔着一片海&lt;br /&gt;到后来才看见&lt;br /&gt;幸福美满的结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是都已太晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黑夜遮住了你的笑&lt;br /&gt;让我感到一阵空&lt;br /&gt;白昼遮住了你和我&lt;br /&gt;之间的界限&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是黑你是白&lt;br /&gt;永远不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;化成烟只留下&lt;br /&gt;我孤独等待落叶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是天我是地&lt;br /&gt;永远握不到你的手&lt;br /&gt;直到最后&lt;br /&gt;我发现你才是我的爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但都已经太晚&lt;br /&gt;我找不到爱你的终点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everybody. I just love typing in chinese. It is just so fun. xD LOLS Will share with you some of the lyrics of the song I find it meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要把脸藏在月光背后&lt;br /&gt;有谁在意我们的生活&lt;br /&gt;坐在安静角落&lt;br /&gt;该为这一刻找个解脱&lt;br /&gt;不要你眼里伪装的内疚&lt;br /&gt;该是自己幸福的时候&lt;br /&gt;静静地想一想&lt;br /&gt;谁会追求刻意的温柔&lt;br /&gt;你伤害了我还一笑而过&lt;br /&gt;你爱的贪婪&lt;br /&gt;我爱的懦弱&lt;br /&gt;眼泪流过&lt;br /&gt;回忆是多余的&lt;br /&gt;只怪自己爱你所有的错&lt;br /&gt;你伤害了我&lt;br /&gt;还一笑而过&lt;br /&gt;你爱的贪婪&lt;br /&gt;我爱的懦弱&lt;br /&gt;眼泪流过&lt;br /&gt;回忆是多余的&lt;br /&gt;刻骨铭心就这样的被你&lt;br /&gt;一笑而过&lt;br /&gt;心碎千百遍&lt;br /&gt;任谁也无法承担&lt;br /&gt;想安慰自己的语言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我期待　&lt;br /&gt;有一天我会回来&lt;br /&gt;回到我最初的爱　&lt;br /&gt;回到童贞的神采&lt;br /&gt;我期待&lt;br /&gt;有一天我会明白&lt;br /&gt;明白人世的至爱　&lt;br /&gt;明白原始的情怀我情愿　&lt;br /&gt;分合的无奈　&lt;br /&gt;能换来春夜的天籁&lt;br /&gt;我情愿　&lt;br /&gt;现在与未来　&lt;br /&gt;能充满秋凉的爽快&lt;br /&gt;SAY GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;SAY GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;前前后后　&lt;br /&gt;迂迂回回地试探&lt;br /&gt;SAY GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;SAY GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;昂首阔步　&lt;br /&gt;不留一丝遗憾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously like this song. I almost cried. Really. It is damn touching. D:&lt;br /&gt;Watching shows again. xD&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4003014030182679794?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4003014030182679794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4003014030182679794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4003014030182679794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_06.html' title='黑白'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3346476748780093265</id><published>2010-02-05T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:13:03.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanings deep inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi everybody. I shall blog first then edit my research. :PP haha. Just now went to watch SHUAI GE!! :D you know the xing guang da dao one. Hehe. :PP He seriously very shuai la. xD This time he got improve leh. But still lose. But love him. xDDD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KTP7eFeU4LQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KTP7eFeU4LQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6mfUuv8y1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6mfUuv8y1Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Eeyer. Got one part the HuiCi the 'OMG~' person came out. She say &lt;em&gt;bian1lao3da4 &lt;/em&gt;shuai eh! Haha. She damn funny sia. LOLs. I love shuai ge!!! xDDD LOLs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;'如果没有遇见你，我到底会怎样。幸好遇见了你，带给了我勇气，面对接下来所有的考验。因为你，我很开心。’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today going inter ban nian huo. And &lt;em&gt;shun4bian4 &lt;/em&gt;buy my red tee. Don't know have red plain long sleeve or not. Try my luck. :P Maybe buy some stuff then walk around and feel the atmosphere. That's what my parents said =.='' LOLs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was woken by my two sickening neighbours. They are freaking noisy. They are playing bball along the corridor (WTH) then fighting (childish). I was like 'what the freak are they think they are doing. Stop it freakers!' I was damn angry. Wake me up from my beauty sleep. LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So damn sian. Haix. I like you know one box comic. From one look you know what it is talking about lerh. Haha. Very meaningful. xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20ezzR9Q9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/LJ0VeU2Tajw/s1600-h/%E6%BC%AB%E7%94%BB.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435034200593744850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20ezzR9Q9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/LJ0VeU2Tajw/s200/%E6%BC%AB%E7%94%BB.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20ezzR9Q9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/LJ0VeU2Tajw/s1600-h/%E6%BC%AB%E7%94%BB.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We learnt a new chapter in the chinese textbook. 山草小住. There is a line written like this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'那么人生的三岔路口呢?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20fm6pdIBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7v7PFgyGzhA/s1600-h/sanchalu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435035078744678418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20fm6pdIBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7v7PFgyGzhA/s200/sanchalu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;I was thinking about this just now. What is the three roads leading to our life? Is it success or failure? This is the end. The three roads leading to success in my opinion is, hardwork, perseverance and self-conscious. And on the other hand, those leading to failure is laziness, greed and depression. Life? Success, failure and love. This is what I think of life. You live for your love ones, you success and you failure. You fail to be successful. Learn from your mistakes and go on. Love is your other half and your family and friends. Maybe, without them, we are lonely. Family and friends are very important. Without them, you don't have anyone to share your sorrows and joy. Maybe yes to some people without family and friends, they still can enjoy life. But in my opinion, it will not be enjoyable. Life, is full of question marks. They are waiting for you to unleash the answers by yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adapted from my facebook account. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;You have pride in your abilities, so why give up your secrets to success so easily? (I. DID. NOT.)&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Discomfit&lt;/a&gt; (Er.. I don't)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Orange&lt;/a&gt; (It is healthy colour eh!!! :DD)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;73&lt;/a&gt; (Er..)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;6am&lt;/a&gt; (I am still asleep dumbo. ==)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=1122786329524&amp;amp;id=1823096639&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;31 January &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;Your social circle is going through a period of transition right now. Hold on tight. (Yes, I agree.)&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Cautious&lt;/a&gt; (I am cautious everyday.)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Brown&lt;/a&gt; (Eeyer.. x( )&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;91&lt;/a&gt; (...)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;6pm&lt;/a&gt; (Great. I didn't know I am luck then!!! D&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=1123440185870&amp;amp;id=1823096639&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;02 February &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;No one has better instincts than you, but they are ultimately clouded by emotions. (Yes, I agree again. I am very emotinoal nowadays.)&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Calm&lt;/a&gt; (I am calm everyday. :D As calm as sea. :D)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt; (Great colour dudes and dudettes. LOLS)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;27&lt;/a&gt; (I can't remember what does this represent. &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;6pm&lt;/a&gt; (AGAIN?!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=1124042560929&amp;amp;id=1823096639&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Wed &lt;/a&gt;(Don't know which Wednesday. =.=''')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;An outrageous person with a wacky sense of humor creates many distractions today. (YES!!! I agree. xDD)&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Fun&lt;/a&gt; (Yesterday is SO. NOT. FUN.)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Purple&lt;/a&gt; (I don't really like purple. &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;81&lt;/a&gt; (Why is the number always so big?)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;4am&lt;/a&gt; (I am still asleep dumbo!!! =.='' AGAIN!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=1125260511377&amp;amp;id=1823096639&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/a&gt; (5/2/10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;Today, the truth is too obvious to hide. Your little secret is a secret no longer! (What the heck is it suppose to mean?)&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Truthful&lt;/a&gt; (No, I am not being truthful. xP)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Yellow&lt;/a&gt; (Eeyer. I dislike yellow. x( )&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;48&lt;/a&gt; (Er..)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;1am&lt;/a&gt; (I am already asleep, how will I know whether I am lucky?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harharh. This Astrology thing is cool yo!! :D LOLS. Hmmm. I don't think there are more to post now. So got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles~ &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/8377163268700509214-3346476748780093265?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3346476748780093265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/meanings-deep-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3346476748780093265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3346476748780093265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/meanings-deep-inside.html' title='Meanings deep inside'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S20ezzR9Q9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/LJ0VeU2Tajw/s72-c/%E6%BC%AB%E7%94%BB.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4933248794841050314</id><published>2010-02-05T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T04:55:09.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you when I needed you most?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Give back my love, take back all your freedom. Give back my love, take it as a plead. You gave me hope but you made me sad. Now, you gave me hope again.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everybody. Today is very suey for me. D:&lt;br /&gt;ACC the teacher switched classes. So now Mdm Tham take over. Lesson is still as boring. Was passing notes around. Haix. And sleeping through. Then the teacher said that we should not sleep during her class. =.='' If it was so boring, how can I not sleep? :O&lt;br /&gt;English is do the news report. About a guy fall off the platform then got run over by the train. Argh. *Shudders* So damn disgusting. LOLS Then was writing then before recess I handed in to teacher, Haha. Then went down to eat with the CLIQUES!&lt;br /&gt;Recess eat chicken rice again with xiao mei. Hehe. :P Then chat with the cliques. We have so much fun everytime. :D xiao mei said she 'loves' mr zheng. Haha. :D She damn funny sia. Then the NE say reach class by 1oam. WTH. For the emergency thing. Hai me cannot go Desiree's class. D: Went up, they dileedehlee until like after recess then say. WTH. &gt;:[ Hai me again. D: The emergency thing is so damn sian lors. Don't feel like doing. They also never assign me anything to do. So slack. :X I am slacking much more often now. Haha. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;HCL go through new chapter's words. Copy until sian liao. Passed notes again. LOLs. Then uh.. read the newspaper. Haha. Then is like damn funny sia. We saw the &lt;em&gt;yaoyao &lt;/em&gt;then we talked about her age and her chest. Haha. Cos is so not match lor. :X Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Science teacher never come. D: I rather have Mdm Hidayah. D: Then the relief teacher came in and let us marked our homework. Got a lot of mistakes. Haix. D: Need to go through tomorrrow.. Then the people around me is talking about switching names. Then in the end they called me tania. == Haha. Then covergirl pissed because she can't understand the equation. Haix.. Then we are like damn noisy. Haha. :D LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;History did the test. It was freaking difficult can?!?! Argh. Sianx.. D: Then I was like 'freak freak freak. I am dead. :X' Haix. Then after school go canteen with Liyun. Eat &lt;em&gt;lohmaigai &lt;/em&gt;it was freaking ok? LOLs. Then after that went up to CO room. A lot of people were already there. The Xin Ni was late! Cos her bag is not in CO room. :O So suey. Hehe. :P&lt;br /&gt;CO prac was freaking sian! And freaking saddening. :( Cos Lin Lao Shi scolded us for not playing well. The beats, the pitch all very bad. D: Then gor scolded. I was damn pissed. Really. Lin Lao Shi was SHOUTING. And I mean really shouting. D: Haix. Then after all the prac, Valerie and others came back. Zhao yi told her what happened. Then she emotional until she almost cried? I almost cried too. She said we &lt;em&gt;yonggan&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. :D no la. Then next week Tuesday have to stay back for rehearsal again. If it did not go on smoothly, we have to stay back on Thursday again. =.=''' Then er.. Friday have to wear red long sleeves or don't have wear short one. But try to wear long sleeves. =.=''' Then dark coloured jeans. Argh. D: Then got another thing on 27th Feb. AHHH!! I going to go crazy soon. D: Then we prac. So.. The end. Haha. :D LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Say love you to end this thing.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow can see &lt;em&gt;BianPinXian&lt;/em&gt;. He damn shuai de la!! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4933248794841050314?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4933248794841050314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-are-you-when-i-needed-you-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4933248794841050314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4933248794841050314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-are-you-when-i-needed-you-most.html' title='Where are you when I needed you most?'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-470602845518764785</id><published>2010-02-03T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T06:02:53.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>雁飞花落</title><content type='html'>雁 飞过我的窗外&lt;br /&gt;花 落在我的脚下&lt;br /&gt;窗 怎么那么寂寞&lt;br /&gt;脚 似乎不听我的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寂寞 真的好空虚&lt;br /&gt;回到 那个伤心地&lt;br /&gt;空虚 是我还爱你&lt;br /&gt;伤心 是我还想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 要怎么样重来&lt;br /&gt;想 只是一个幻想&lt;br /&gt;来 填满心中的痛&lt;br /&gt;幻 只有几秒钟想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛 现在只是伤痕&lt;br /&gt;秒 用来倒数悲伤&lt;br /&gt;伤 是我愚蠢的爱&lt;br /&gt;悲 是我愚蠢的想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雁飞花落&lt;br /&gt;只为了等&lt;br /&gt;一句爱你&lt;br /&gt;但却换来&lt;br /&gt;无限的痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雁飞花落&lt;br /&gt;都等不到&lt;br /&gt;一句爱你&lt;br /&gt;只换来了&lt;br /&gt;一阵空虚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;限时一秒&lt;br /&gt;等你过来&lt;br /&gt;却狠狠的&lt;br /&gt;换来伤悲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好累了&lt;br /&gt;我想睡了&lt;br /&gt;等那一天&lt;br /&gt;再次和你&lt;br /&gt;相遇说句&lt;br /&gt;我很爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I am emo-ing. No luh. Just suddenly feel like posting. Sounded very cool uh. :D hehe. Lols. Actually this is just testing out. I hope one day I can fulfil my dreams of writing songs. ;D LOLSloy. Very ambitious. ;D Nevermind. Today is very er.. average? Haha. In the morning. As usual I go with Xiao Mei to the canteen talk talk talk then go up to Desiree's class then she will say what time is it now? Go back to your class. Haha. This is what I will hear frequently. :PP&lt;br /&gt;Then er.. Joel's angel gave him cadbury? Then got chocolate eat. Damn funny sia. We all eating chocs. Then Tania started saying I am her cousin. We are so not alike can? :O hehe. Who also can tell. herherh, but leave it.&lt;br /&gt;Science at the lab. Which is not suppose to. We did titration. Haha. :D Which is very fun? and er.. Interesting? Got one apparatus cost $550. 0.o This is freaking unbelievable la. After the whole lesson went for recess. I was early today. :D Hehe. LOLs. Bought er.. Chicken rice with Xiao Mei. Desiree and Xin Ni went back to class to study history test. ._. Then left me, xiao mei, michelle and liyun. We went to Xiao Mei class. The both of them ran away. Xiao Mei ran after them and drag them back. &gt;:D *Evil grin* Then after sometime, the two of them ran off. Sian then never run le. xD Lazy nia.. Then I went back class. Did nothing and lesson starts.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is learn a new chapter. Then the emergency thing. Damn funny sia. Bring food, water, radio, torchlight, knife(?) and first aid kit. Knife is like so damn funny sia. Then they say can put the knife in the first aid kit. Very creative. AHHAHA. :DDDD Lesson end another starts.&lt;br /&gt;Math is like er.. Go through worksheet again. SO SIAN. :(( Then we started talking and laughing. The teacher said today's our attentiveness is 2 out off 10. ;O Incredible right? Cos all he teach before liao. And he keep repeating. I am going to sleep le lor. So I talk to friends. Haix. LOLS. Lesson ended another start.&lt;br /&gt;E. Lit is do some discussion. Damn funny de lor. Teacher tell us to split our tables to 3 or 4. Then Al was like eh.. What about us? Then we all like you all three la. He pointed to Covergirl and Tania and to himself and Joel. Tania say don't want. I want WenJing. =.= Then he was like pointed again. With me. Then Tania said. No I want my group. Then is like. In the end we sat in the usual group. Pity Joel sia. He did everything himself again. The two of them did their overdue homework which teacher say will give demerit points to? o.o Then lesson end.. ASSEMBLY!&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Assembly I am talking to Sam Tay. About the noticeboard. Then everybody clapped we clapped too. Without any reason. =.=''' Just follow the crowd. LOLSloy. Then I was like never listen to anything. In the end went for lunch. Ask liyun to help me put my handbook. She is so kind. :PP Hehe. LOVE LOVE~~~ LOLSloy. Then I wat lunch with ah ni and winnie and stella (winnie's friend). I ate laksa which Xin ni said liyun eat then stomach pain. Haha. Nothing wrong with me now. :DDD Then Winnie was so damn pissed off now. Haha. She damn funny sia. Then stella was saying perm until like 'ppp-erm'. Haha. :D After eating, slack with Xin Ni go watch bball match for a while then go upstairs do the notice board. When I reach class, the vice chairman told me to buy some paint. Then Cheryl and Krystin wanted to buy chicken rice. So I very nice help them buy. xD LOLSloy. Then went down with Tania. Bought 3 packets of rice in the end cos Lim Min wanted too. So had a long time telling what the aunty what I wanted. Then go buy drinks. Carry 1 big plastic bag. Then went upstairs. Gave them their lunch and ran down again to refund the paint. Then ran back up to 'help' out. I drew on the whiteboard the sotong then the math and the e lit teacher wiped it away. =.=''' Then I did nothing. Help squeeze the paint and the hold the chair. o.o LOLSloy. Then dismissed. We did pretty fast. But then waited for Xiao mei in class. xD Then idle for a while and talk to Adrian, Cheryl, Krystin, Lim Min and Natasha. Then talk until about 4 plus ba. Then went down to meet Xiao mei. And walked home with her friend (huang xin). Xiao mei was talking about *****. Aiyo, damn funny sia. LOLSloy. Then bought bubbletea. Then er.. Went home revised for math and history. Then I just realise History have a lot of things I don't know. -.- But I think Raffles is the rightful founder lor. Cos if he never sign the treaty, there will be no Singapore. =.= LOLS. Anything happen after that is jjust what happened. LOLSloy. Xx oO Nevermind. Post again.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-470602845518764785?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/470602845518764785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/470602845518764785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/470602845518764785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='雁飞花落'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-4149213216647686731</id><published>2010-02-02T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T04:53:45.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give back my love</title><content type='html'>徘徊在街头&lt;br /&gt;心已完全被掏空&lt;br /&gt;无法再为幸福而奔走&lt;br /&gt;就算遇见流星划过&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼低头&lt;br /&gt;许愿也没有用&lt;br /&gt;最后你温柔&lt;br /&gt;是不再多&lt;br /&gt;说些什么&lt;br /&gt;你沉默&lt;br /&gt;是否因为愧疚&lt;br /&gt;轻轻松开你&lt;br /&gt;那双曾经我只握的手&lt;br /&gt;我让你走&lt;br /&gt;又怎能解脱&lt;br /&gt;把爱还给我&lt;br /&gt;寻回你要的自由&lt;br /&gt;我能够承受&lt;br /&gt;夜晚疯狂来袭的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;把爱还给我&lt;br /&gt;当作最后的要求你离开后&lt;br /&gt;用眼泪洗净我&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone. :) Let's start with the lyrics of the song. 把爱还给我. :DDD This lyrics is damn nice sia. I almost cried. :'( I feel so touched. Hehe. Anyway, today is so damn tiring. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;Reading period is so damn freaking bored!! Read the magazine then I was flipping through the magazine only then either joel or adrian started singing then we turn behind. Then the relief teacher shouted. Then the teacher outside suddenly came in and tell us to separate our tables. What the freak la.&lt;br /&gt;Math the teacher is so 'funny' again. He think he cute uh. XD LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Recess I eat  with the cliques. HAHA :D AGAIN!!! :DDD hehe. Love them so muchie. ._. Then went to Desiree's class. Watched her class played together. Haix.. I felt a sudden loneliness again. Went back to class and slack. I am so damn bored nowadays. Not like how the cliques in the same class talk and joke together, we have a lot to talk about but, now I feel very lonely. :(&lt;br /&gt;English is B-O-R-I-N-G. Seriously. I did my Math work. X)&lt;br /&gt;Music played the keyboard again. Can't use my right hand. =.=''' Cos teacher say use left hand. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;*() haix. So damn sian. My hand is like can't coordinate.&lt;br /&gt;History is copy copy copy again. Haix. :( B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;br /&gt;E.Lit is still freaking B-O-R-I-N-G. I was so sian sian sian.&lt;br /&gt;SEL is talking about talent. Then need to pass the paper around the write the talents of the person. Mine is like either no how to play cello blahblah. Very LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Then after school eat with some of the cliques. Then I went up to the classroom to do the noticeboard. Haix. So bored lor. Then Jamie started calling me maria. Haha. LOLS. Cos I too slack le la. Herherh. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole day is like so B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-4149213216647686731?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/4149213216647686731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-back-my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4149213216647686731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/4149213216647686731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-back-my-love.html' title='Give back my love'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3335011740288183392</id><published>2010-02-01T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:27:47.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equation: Me not equal to you</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. Haix.. This week is going to be tiring, after knowing all the things I have to do. Haix..&lt;br /&gt;Monday (which is today): CCA&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Class Noticeboard. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Class Noticeboard. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: CCA rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Haix. The noticeboard I thought is only do one day. Nevermind. Shall just help. o.o''' Haix..&lt;br /&gt;Let start off with some angry stuffs. I hate people staring at me. I really hate it. I think now on my first hate list is people staring at me. I hate that feeling. It creeps me out. Like you keep looking at me and I can't look at you cos you are still staring at me. It is so damn awkward. I never stare at people unless I am joking. But seriously. I hate it. Really, so stop staring. It sucks. So stop and don't stare. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;English swoped with Art so now start with English which is even sian. The teacher seriously spoil our whole day mood. Make us so sian.. :( Haix..&lt;br /&gt;History is damn funny. The teacher is so cute. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;:( And I hate one sickening thing. I regret for supporting you. This is damn sian can. You know what is your freaking attitude? I never do anything to you right? Wtf you doing this to me? I don't freaking deserve it can? I hate your bochap attitude. I feel like slapping you. Seriously. No matter how you think I deserve. I freaking hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Then PE is even sian. Damn sian. I can just sit then and stare. Badminton. Sian to the core.&lt;br /&gt;HCL do &lt;em&gt;zuoye &lt;/em&gt;even sian. I brought the wrong book. Argh. Then sit and stare again. o.o&lt;br /&gt;After school wait for liyun to go and eat lunch. &lt;em&gt;Dabao &lt;/em&gt;again went stadium and watch and eat at the same time. Again. :P Then go up CO room. Go for prac. Then in CO room. I made two very lame equation: 篮球赛=XXX 没有来. Then coffee not equals to teacher. LOLS. Then halfway playing mj came. :O Miracle wor. :O Haha. Then we prac our teacher like give us a damn slow rhythm. Which is really ssslllooowww until like nobody business. But my &lt;em&gt;yinzun&lt;/em&gt; seriously suck. XP Then break we go venture the school. No la. Is actually go 5th floor slack. Then saw the noticeboard all so nice. Then my class PLAIN. LOLS Then see the toilet water. Cos they say in the morning the whole school water contaminated. Haha. Then nobody dares to drink. Prac again, it is so sian. Slow again. Then my senior danm funny one. She &lt;em&gt;mofang&lt;/em&gt; the bass one. Damn funny. And so pro to wor. Haha. XD Elderly. :PPP LOLS hehe. Later she see kill me. :P&lt;br /&gt;I love this two song. Got to copy and paste. Wait..&lt;br /&gt;燃烧 by 孙楠&lt;br /&gt;你躲在我心里&lt;br /&gt;让我有心跳&lt;br /&gt;忘了你&lt;br /&gt;我就活不了&lt;br /&gt;时间的刀&lt;br /&gt;在它把记忆切断那一秒&lt;br /&gt;却没有带走&lt;br /&gt;爱附赠的烦恼&lt;br /&gt;爱&lt;br /&gt;已经不太重要&lt;br /&gt;重要的只是&lt;br /&gt;我忘了把你忘掉&lt;br /&gt;时间很糟&lt;br /&gt;就算那吻过的人已老&lt;br /&gt;心在隐隐作痛&lt;br /&gt;哪管你要或不要&lt;br /&gt;燃烧&lt;br /&gt;想像不到痛还在燃烧&lt;br /&gt;燃烧&lt;br /&gt;以为火早已扑灭了&lt;br /&gt;怎么一见你&lt;br /&gt;心又被后悔灼伤了&lt;br /&gt;燃烧泪是爱情的火药&lt;br /&gt;请不要&lt;br /&gt;这样看我&lt;br /&gt;我知道我已逃不掉&lt;br /&gt;我已逃不掉&lt;br /&gt;一直想找一个人&lt;br /&gt;在我的心里划一刀&lt;br /&gt;还要等到哪一天&lt;br /&gt;才能埋葬烙在心中的记号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把爱还给我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VH1ocj3e1fE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VH1ocj3e1fE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice song. I almost cried. *Sobs* Lols. I am that emotional. LOLS. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3335011740288183392?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3335011740288183392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/equation-me-not-equal-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3335011740288183392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3335011740288183392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/02/equation-me-not-equal-to-you.html' title='Equation: Me not equal to you'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3896178950155233698</id><published>2010-01-31T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T03:22:01.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PaurnFjiQ4g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PaurnFjiQ4g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this woman's hair man!!! :D Next time when I grow up maybe dyr green hair. HAHAH. :D LOLSloy. This hair is GREAT MAN!!!! :DDD This is totally whicky!!! :D Today is so sian. Haix. :( In the morning like do nothing. Just stare at the space. X( Afternoon watch the ren ci charity show then is like damn funny. The aunty lucy part. LOLSloy. Watch till 0430 and then went Toa Payoh to eat. :D After that came back home. LOLSloy. That's so obvious. Xl Now I am damn obsessed with &lt;em&gt;bian pin xian &lt;/em&gt;he damn shuai the!!! AHHHH!!! XDDD&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2Vjxv-5y2I/AAAAAAAAAh8/4ens42StBNY/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432858231837412194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2Vjxv-5y2I/AAAAAAAAAh8/4ens42StBNY/s200/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432858223058833730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s200/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2VjxPR7UUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_J8hnz-SZ_Y/s1600-h/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this song. It is damn touching. :'( 燃烧. The shuai ge sing one. XPPP &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3896178950155233698?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3896178950155233698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/reborn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3896178950155233698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3896178950155233698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/reborn.html' title='Reborn'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2Vjxv-5y2I/AAAAAAAAAh8/4ens42StBNY/s72-c/%E8%BE%B9%E5%93%81%E5%AE%AA2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-6493200431230462293</id><published>2010-01-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:24:17.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>就想赖着你 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gb-NB-INTQo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gb-NB-INTQo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/somQ2UKh0uU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/somQ2UKh0uU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G87gkybrhZo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G87gkybrhZo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYzbbO1tFt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYzbbO1tFt8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wl_G5AEiw2M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wl_G5AEiw2M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Th_kYUozahE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Th_kYUozahE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQdJVF6taD4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQdJVF6taD4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derived from www.natnatvip.org :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this show. But haven't air yet. :( Haix. Must wait again. I can't wait for Autumn Concerto on Sunday!!! :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-6493200431230462293?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/6493200431230462293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6493200431230462293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6493200431230462293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/d.html' title='就想赖着你 :D'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7997796954417557359</id><published>2010-01-29T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:40:58.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten past</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. Posting again. Am watching the shows now and researching at the same time. So multi-tasking. According to my math teacher, multi-tasking is not good. Well, who cares. :P LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. Has be thinking about the past. I just realised, I have forgotten quite a lot of things. But will never forget the time the CLIQUES are together. But other than that, I think all the past I have been through should be forgotten. The misery, the pain, the tears. All the bad things are supposed to be forgotten. Nobody like pain. Nobody like tears. I was feeling pretty hurt sometimes cos of words and actions. Though I acted like I don't care but actually it is hurting inside of me. This has nothing to do with the CLIQUES and yes, they are by my side talking to me. They seldom hurt me. And my seniors too. :) So I would really like to thank them. Thank you so much. So I shall be a new me. The sotong which I am always like. Noisy. Loud. Non-stop laughing. Sometimes quiet and emo. :X But I will forget the past. And look ahead of me. In front of me, there is still a long stretch of road. So it is time to move forward and not reminisce about the past.&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of emo stuffs. Now for some happy things.! :D This is derived from the facebook Astrology thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Astrology - Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your Today's Virgo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;Your opinions are valid, but you had better not expect everyone to agree with them.&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Lonely&lt;/a&gt; (I am so not lonely k? ;D)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;Peach&lt;/a&gt; (I never thought that peach will be my lucky colour. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;37&lt;/a&gt; (This is familiar.. Maybe got toto, can tell my parents buy. LOLSloy.)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://apps.facebook.com/astrologydaily/horoscope?ref=mf"&gt;11pm&lt;/a&gt; (That's late, I will be watching tv. ;X)&lt;br /&gt;LOLSloy. Just being random. Ok.. I still can't figure out how to make my own blogskin. But I still like this current blogskin. It is in shocking pink! Though I hate it but still love it. :X So contradicting. Nevermind. Have been researching for my Homec stuffs. Finding the respective food culture. This is so damn sickening. I can't find a proper one. :O Nevermind, I shall be patient. LOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was watching the usual shows, &lt;em&gt;zhong ji san guo &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;chao ji xing guang da dao&lt;/em&gt;. :DDD The first show I did not watch everything cos I can't watch everything without sound so watch the 2nd one. The 2nd one is the changing of style of the contestant!!! And I found a lot of shuai guys!!! LOLSloy. :DDD But I won't forget &lt;em&gt;Yang Jun Wen. &lt;/em&gt;The million star 5 de. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZnsHX5cvNw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZnsHX5cvNw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on la. This is guy is FREAKING shuai can? OMG!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! The very shuai one!!! One of the most shuai one! EEEEEKKKS!!! I am crazy liaos. :P But how can I not find him shuai?! LOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/loRh376MkTk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/loRh376MkTk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I support the two of them. The guy is not really because he is shuai. But his voice is damn nice siol! :DDD And this girl too. &lt;3&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dreaming of this phone lately. Though I love my current phone but this phone is just to attractive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2PEDfL3fdI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9IAh7o2YxXI/s1600-h/sony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432401139728874962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2PEDfL3fdI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9IAh7o2YxXI/s200/sony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;&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;The sony phone. It has 12.1 megapixel!! Omg. And my current one only 2.0. =.=''' Hope I can hit my target of all As at the end of the years. Then maybe my dad will buy for me. Maybe sign another year of contract so cheaper. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing ice hockey also need the polar bear wor. And the polar bear can create a damn hockey stick with its paws wor. And it actually destruct a damn boat. This is funny and LOLS at the same time. =.=''' But very creative.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to do the research again. Now got to visit other blogs and download video. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles~ Maybe blog at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7997796954417557359?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7997796954417557359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgotten-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7997796954417557359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7997796954417557359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgotten-past.html' title='Forgotten past'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S2PEDfL3fdI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9IAh7o2YxXI/s72-c/sony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2184744112593947243</id><published>2010-01-29T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:47:16.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipettes</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Me, back again. Changed a blogskin. This blogskin is nice yo. Now I understand why it is in the best skin of the day liao. ;X Nevermind. Today is so damn sian. Haix..&lt;br /&gt;ACC is just totally copy copy and copy again. Is like what's the point to make us copy and like not understand it? The teacher is like speaking in a total alien language. I mean all he said are CHIM k? Then he show us something I totally don't understand. Nevermind. Until test that time then study. Other subjects easier to understand.. This still need to figure out. ._.&lt;br /&gt;English is like damn funny sia. My group AKA the row. =.= Did the news report thing like very fast. Cos did already. Just edit edit then print. :XXX So we slack very early. Every body was like doing we were finishing. =.= Then covergirl went to class blog and tag. Damn funny. ;D Then teacher say if we finish then she let us go. We went off. You know why. ;DDD LOLS So went early.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was fabulous. Always fabulous. Haha. :D Eat with Liyun, Naixin, Desiree, Xin Ni, Winnie and Michelle. The loveable group. :DDD And today is Wan Rong's birthday. The netball team was like singing her birthday song. Damn funny. LOLS. She look shy. *Shrugs* Anyways, Happy Birthday again. And I know she wouldn't see this post. Then after that we went to Xin Ni's class. I was having a fight with Desiree. Slapping her, I mean. Then she slapped me back. She hit people damn pain nia. :X Shouldn't have &lt;em&gt;de zui&lt;/em&gt; her lors. Is just die only. :PPP Then after that went back to class and slack. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Then it was HCL. Do the &lt;em&gt;chun lian. &lt;/em&gt;The teacher told us to write. But ended up talking to each other. But I managed to write out one. :PPP ‘勇牛回家过春节，猛虎人间展神威’Hehe. This is what I wrote. :DDD Then after we did everything. Talking to each other again. Then the guys behind me were talking about the math teacher calling us the Chipmunks and the Chipettes. Think he cute uh. Then I was Janet?! The specs one?! But she quite cute luh. Hehe. :PP&lt;br /&gt;Science do all the Molecules again. Haix. :((( I do until I feel like jumping down the building luhs. Argh. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;History, er.. Do the.. Immigrants thing still. So nothing to talk about. :X&lt;br /&gt;After History is er.. after school. Hehe. Went Liyun's class. She damn what the luh. D:&lt; Roger said hi to me then I said hi back. She is 'Ohhhhhh'. Oo xX LET ME STATE THIS ONE MORE TIME: I don't like Roger!!! See this NgLiYun? Hehe. I knew you know le la. So relax. And I am no lesbian. :D Then went down to meet Winnie and Xin Ni. Then Liyun want to watch bball match!!! Wth.. She said she doesn't want. Nevermind. I understand how crazy she is about bball but our school is still not playing yet! Well.. It was kinda boring to see other school play. No high tide one. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to CO room then they allocate us to our group. Wth. I was with Wen Qi and Xin Yun initially. Then split. Go boy's group. Wth.. I rather go die.. Then the boys were like so &lt;em&gt;ni ni nie nie, &lt;/em&gt;see until also sians..&lt;br /&gt;The first game is like bite the apple thing? Then each take one bite. Haha. We chose the one with the dirty water. Also not dirty until like how la. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;After that went around to find for &lt;em&gt;er lou de zou lang. &lt;/em&gt;Then like slack. The boys like ran away. =.=''' Gosh.. Then saw one group on the 5th floor. (My class that floor) Then went up. Then realise &lt;em&gt;er lou de zou lang &lt;/em&gt;means &lt;em&gt;wu4 lou de zou lang. &lt;/em&gt;Nevermind. It is kinda out to explain like this. But the game is disgusting? Like use your body parts to hold the sponge.. I chose stomach and Xin Yun got shoulder. So damn awkward.. D:&lt;br /&gt;Then went down to the stadium there must walk through the maze and blind-folded. They chose the smallest leg.. Which is.. Me. Well, size 38. What do you think? LOLS Then got blind-folded. Got directed the ways. The boys kept shouting. I feel like shouting, 'Can you all just shut the hell up?' But, civilised. LOLS In the end, kicked down cups and then wet my shoes. X( Nevermind. &lt;em&gt;bu shi bai bu shi &lt;/em&gt;ma. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then go er.. The Great Wall there. Then pick red and green beans. Damn funny sia. So small. Bend until my backbone BREAK liao. Now still so pain.. :(((&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went to the uh.. aesthetic block. Someone have to carry the dustbin then have to throw the stuffs inside. So not hygenic. Dustbin eh. And then the guys let the girls do. =.='' So &lt;em&gt;niang. &lt;/em&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards got to the canteen. Have our pizza. :D Hawaiian one. I love it. :DDD LOLS. Then have self prac. Cannot go home with Winnie. :((( So sorry uh. The self prac was like disastrous. Coos got two cannot coordinate people keep playing until like bekchek liao. :P Hehe. LOLS Then after that went home did the killer science and die. LOLS. No la. And ate dinner. Ok, that's all for now. And CNY is in 2 weeks time!!! YAY!!! LOLS. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, neck ache. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2184744112593947243?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2184744112593947243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/chipettes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2184744112593947243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2184744112593947243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/chipettes.html' title='Chipettes'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3525756821576606933</id><published>2010-01-28T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T05:14:25.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Justo Querer Para Decir I Amor Tú</title><content type='html'>Heh. I Justo Querer Para Decir I Amor Tú. Hehe. Got lame again and anyhow translate this thing. LOLSloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt; (which is today ==)&lt;br /&gt;0800-0930 We did cream puffs with no fillings. laos.. LOLSloy. Nevermind. I did some funny things that make the damn dough so disgusting. Nevermind. You might not think it is funny. &gt;&lt; In the end the cream puffs look edible. AHAHA. :D Really, it looks edible. ;D LOLOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;0930-1015 RECESS! Sat with the cliques in front of Sam Tay. == Winnie said the CLIQUES are drifting away. Haix. I realised it too. But I still hope we won't. Now looks like Winnie, Xin Ni, Desiree, Li Yun (Mummy ;D), Michelle and Nai Xin together only. Haix. I am sad. Really sad. But we are still very bonded. :D Especially the above mentioned ^^^. :D Then went to up to class with Liyun and Michelle. And went to class to see the class comm having meeting. They sitting in the circle. Was definitely shock. LOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;1015-1100 English went to the lab. I was late. Then the teacher was damn angry? Lols. Nevermind. She said we say everything also her fault. What the heck is she talking about? It's really she never say ma. LOLSloy. Oo xX Nevermind. Then we sat in the group. Our rows I mean. Then teacher gave us the newspaper report. 'Boy's Buttock stuck in pool hole.' xDDD We were laughing like siao. Nevermind. But covergirl and me very nice wor. Let.. Hehe. Nevermind.. :X&lt;br /&gt;1100-1145 We went straight for the PE lesson. Then the teacher want us to do relay. ._. No!!! I hate relays. Then they pushed me to the first. Haix.. So ya. Must do 8 push-ups, 5 burpees and 5 rangers. (Is that how you spell it)? Then run back again. Haix. So sian.. I was on par on covergirl and first. Then in the end I almost fell and then everything seems so black in front of me so I lag behind. I headache before the run. Nevermind. I recover very fun de. :X LOLSloy. Then run again. I think I was like the 3rd or something? Then we played captain ball. It was damn funny. Covergirl was like blocking me then I can't even walk properly. Haha. Good blocker. LOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;1145-1230 After PE was Malay. Haix. Conducted lesson in the Eagles' Nest. Going to do some skit in MALAY! Haix. :( I surely fail the la.. I damn lousy in Malay. Haix. Have to jiayou already. I want to chiong again this year! GOGOGO!! :D LOLSloy.&lt;br /&gt;1230-1315 Math was a bit more quiet already.. Then suddenly the teacher raised his voice. But he was still smiling. So scary. LOLSloy. *Shudders* Then the teacher kept calling on us. AHHH! Nevermind. I don't care at all. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;1315-1400 Science was equation after equation so a bit got brain freeze for a while. Covergirl changed place with Wesley because she wants to concentrate. :) So guai wor. Then more equation and ionic bonding. Haix.. Hope can go to another chapter liao. So tiring this chapter, need to know the molecular equation. The acid, alkaline, reactive metal and more stuffs which cram my very small brain! :(&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to find Winnie. She is walking with Jialin. :( Going to airport la. So I have to gu ling ling the go home. LOLSloy. Then she said somebody will pass me something. Then so funny. We look like we are trading drugs like that. LOLSloy. Then Winnie said somebody is camping outside her class. Haha. :D Imagine. I can always get a good laugh around Winnie. She's my BBFL!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. Tomorrow got Sec1 Orientation. Look on the bright side, we don't need to prac. Look on the dark side, it will be so haix.. :( Although I know we will be playing some games but I can't imagine bonding sections! I am SO not good at bonding with anybody. x( Haix. So see how first. Or I can just die first. LOLSloy. This is &lt;&lt; SO not true. Haix.. Got to go now. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~ Updates tomorrow if possible. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3525756821576606933?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3525756821576606933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-justo-querer-para-decir-i-amor-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3525756821576606933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3525756821576606933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-justo-querer-para-decir-i-amor-tu.html' title='I Justo Querer Para Decir I Amor Tú'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5860497378110008882</id><published>2010-01-25T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:35:49.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me conmueve</title><content type='html'>No quiero por tu amor, pero su amor .. Sólo tu sonrisa .. Me conmueve .. Just being random. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800-0845 Starting with Art for the whole day was just torturing enough. Must do some presentation for the advert you had found. We found the KFC advert that I have shown you in my previous post. I was hoping won't pick until my group then suey suey the last two group is group 8. Haix. Then it made me more like pee-ing lor. LOLSloy. So basically, I was sulking trying to read everything from the screen fast and get the heck over with it. Haix.. :(&lt;br /&gt;0845-0930 History.. was ok. I guess. I think we did some work on the workbook then must like finish one more column at home. Oo xX That was basically all.&lt;br /&gt;0930-1015 (!) RECESS!!! My favourite period. LOLSloy. Cos I can hang out with the cliques. :D As usual, we joked and ate together with some of those who ate with their CCA friends. And Desiree never help me buy chicken again! Next time must reserve. XDDD LOLSloy. And also, she forgotten to help me draw the cover page for my file! Argh. &gt;:{ Then went up to my class which is on the fifth floor. Haix. :(&lt;br /&gt;1015-1100 Math was basically funny. The teacher said our class on Monday can only be rated 2/10. Wow. I didn't know we are that noisy. But he kept saying, "Please glue your eye threads on the board." It makes me shudder. His jokes are not even funny. It is scary.. Our class basically is not listening to him. Cos he kept going through the question with different methods and like most of us know already. So maybe that's why it is noisy. *Shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;1100-1145 English. The teacher gave back our mock diagnostic. Or whatever it is. I got like xx. Nevermind. LOLSloy. oO Xx Then the teacher went through all the mistakes then it commonly found in our compos. So this is about it. Oo xX&lt;br /&gt;1145-1230 PE was just plain boring. Take height and weight again. Argh. But gladly I grew, by a pathetically 1 cm. And suey suey I was slotching then the teacher pressed my head down. So in the end turned out to be the height I am in now. But I admit. I am short. LOLSloy. Oo xX Then take weight. I GAINED WEIGHT! I am so damn happy! Is like I finally break the mark I had set for myself to hit. I really ate a lot nowadays. XDDD Nevermind. Ended up doing nothing but wander around the gym. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;1230-11315 HCL did some admin stuffs. Then go through some details on the compo we writing on Wednesday. Then that's the end.&lt;br /&gt;After that all was just CCA. CCA was fun! :D Except for the part I got whacked by the double bass. Oo xX Obscene. LOLSloy. Then went down to the stadium to catch ___. -____- Damn funny. We were just standing there doing nothing then watch the match. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0800-0845 Start reading period. I was so bored that I almost slept in when I read every word. And I mean EVERY. Haix. Too tired le ba. Then when I lied my head down. The teacher thought I am sleeping. Actually I almost slept. Then covergirl tapped me I got shocked. Horh. LOLSloy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0845-0930 Math. Got influenced by the sleeping bugs during reading period. Then feel like sleeping. But then scared teacher scold, then I just kept my eyes open. Haix. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0930-1015 RECESS agaiN!!! :DDD as usual, eat with the CLIQUES again. :DDD Desiree as usual never help me buy chicken again!!! AHHH!!! DDD: So sad. She always like that the. DDD: Bias. Hehe. :PPP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1015-1100 English lesson was so boring. Haix.. We kept talking. Haha. :D So our class was basically noisy. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1100-1145 Haix. Music was a disaster. But I got to play the piano. I admit. I suck playing the piano. I play like 5 times then still no success. I was damn sad. LOLSloy. Then teacher picked until my group member the reg. no. Then have to play. Haix. Go through the trial. Hehe. Then all successful then in the end I didn't play correctly. Ooops. :( Then I thought teacher don't like it. But teacher said it was nice?! Ahaha. This is so ironic. I didn't think teacher never listen until the errors. XP After that, wearing my shoes then saw Desiree and Xin Ni. I saw Desiree and then we super mo qi de lor. WE 'hmph' each other the sam time. xD LOLSloy oO Xx Then I poked Xin Ni. xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1145-1230 History I forgotten do what le. XDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1230-1315 E. Lit was just to bad for me. D: Got the boxer act. Covergirl volunteered first. Then in the end we forgotten must do what then got another chance thanks to the teacher. LOLSloy. We were like damn quiet during the whole lesson. Which is so not like us. Cos the teacher is like damn pissed? Also not our prob. LOLSloy oO Xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1315-1400 SEL went computer lab find the thing. So sians. Haix.. D: LOLSloy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, Liyun, Michelle, Winnie, Xin Ni and me went to watch bball match. We are damn funny. We eating packed chicken rice sitting at the stadium screaming. And eating the chicken so unglam. LOLSloy. But I have a very happy time. With the CLIQUES. :D &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0800-0930 SciL lesson. It was so dan boring again. We did it before! D: Then just sit there and stare. LOLSloy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0930-1015 RECESS!! HAHA. today I was damn early. Then Winnie came eat with me. Then Nai Xin came. Then Desiree and Xin Ni asked me whether I want chicken. XD Then I say ya. They say. "ok. Must help me in the compo ah." AHHH!!! Still need hui bao. Never help me buy for 2 days. == Then went Xin Ni's class. They ask me a little question, answered and went down to Winnie's class. Sat with her and chat. Found out some shocking stuffs. :O LOLSloy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1015-1145 HCL lesson do the compo. About the 1 sentence the. Dedicated to Winnie. XD LOLSloy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1145-1230 Math the teacher named the three of us sitting at my row the 3 sisters? Is like LOL la. Not even funny. I very attentive the hor. XP LOLSloy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1230-1315 Lit. Did our act. Was so boring. Got back our mock diagnostic. I was satisfied. Can le. My standard also so lousy. LOLSloy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1315-1400 STI was a mess. We did our noticeboard. While teacher call for people to go out 1-to-1 interview. I was like don't know what to do. Stare lor. LOLSloy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school we did the notice board. Just stayed back and help. I was like lying flat down to secure the mahjong paper. It was like flying everywhere. Hate it. D: Then left at 3 plus. Go library borrow some books. Then saw Winnie. They having hunt or something like that? LOLSloy. Then went home. Haix.. I can't 'wait' for tomorrow to come. D: I hope it will not be so boring like today. It is so BORING. LOLSloy.. Haix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5860497378110008882?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5860497378110008882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-conmueve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5860497378110008882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5860497378110008882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-conmueve.html' title='Me conmueve'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8056681343486398642</id><published>2010-01-23T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:35:26.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the smell of smoke..</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. I am here. Again. I find I like blogging once again. :) Today in the morning I woke at 9. Which is considered early on Sundays. Anyways, today I went Woodlands. I going there to pray to my 爷爷奶奶. So have to wake up early as my uncle is driving us there. So woke up, did everything I am suppose to do then I sat down and watch tv. Oo Watched bball match. And all is about Rockets. Then saw Yao Ming the super tall bball player. He was like tall until his action is like slow slow the. No offence to his supporters. This is only my deduction. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went down, met my uncle they all and went for breakfast (only for my uncle and aunt). Then I sat there and listened to music and watched video. Ok, this is just to past time. It was damn boring then. LOL After eating, we drove to Woodlands. It was a freaking long ride then I was like damn cramped in the car as there are 4 people behind there. I was squeezed like siao. Though I am damn skinny liao, they still want to squeeze me. == LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then reach there in like half an hour. I was freaking bored. Saw my aunt's new dog. I think it is a Maltese if I am not wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s1600-h/maltese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430203597078210322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s200/maltese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s1600-h/maltese.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s1600-h/maltese.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s1600-h/maltese.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a Maltese look like there. It was so damn cute. But I hate it for licking my toes and hands. You know I dislike dogs and cats. They BITES. But most likely if you do not ATTACK them, they will not ATTACK you. Unless if they had gone CRAZY. Most likely, BERSEK. It pounced on me seriously. It made me almost said the F-word in front of my relatives but since I am so civilised, I shall control. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was damn bored there. I only smsed my friends and I was like WTH can't the adults speak softer? They really speak damn loud. Even when the tv was on to the loudest volume, I still can't hear the thing they saying. Haix. Typical adults. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then while I was sitting there, the dog pounced on me AGAIN. The dog is called Cash. It makes me think of money. ;D LOL I am a money face but not as much as adults. LOL again. To count it more accurately. I had been scared of dogs and cats for 8 years already. Since Rascal was there, I was already scared of dogs and cats. So I guess I won't overcome my phobia and hug the dog to sleep like how my cousin did it. Even if you give me a billion bucks to do that. I will be stupid enough to reject. Seriously. You can imagine I am that scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after eating my lunch, I watch the tv. I only know the actor and actresses consists of Edison Chen and the Twins. It is a hong kong show about Vampire? Seriously, the part where Jackie chan gave the pill to the two vampire then they danced. It was seriously funny. LOL&lt;br /&gt;After watching, we went back home. So here am I. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later I going to eat at Toa Payoh. With my mum's friend and her daughter. Whom I seen before but never talked to. It was like damn paiseh. I did not even know her so well then I have to go out with them? Well, wish me luck, I might just screwed up the whole thing. LOL again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8056681343486398642?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8056681343486398642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-smell-of-smoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8056681343486398642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8056681343486398642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-smell-of-smoke.html' title='I hate the smell of smoke..'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1v1Zq3lJxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gKxs68jKg1U/s72-c/maltese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2042394153063726375</id><published>2010-01-22T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:40:16.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding a grudge against you is always wrong.</title><content type='html'>Hi pepos. I am here again. I am doing my Homec research so I have an excuse to use the laptop. ;) Actually, I am researching, facebook-ing, blogging and plurking at the same time. So I am multi-tasking. :) LOL In the morning woke up and went to the wet market with my mum. Though it was smelly.. But must appreciate the food and the hawker there. Since it might be fresher than those in the supermarket. *Shrugs* Went home, smsed my senior. And was talking about CCA and stuffs. Ok, I know that might be boring, but yet, it was pretty funny though. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then was watching videos that are newly downloaded to my phone. I want to download more but since I can't use my phone according to my parents' rule NO. 4. So I have to wait till another time. And I was listening to songs and playing hp games at the same time. Like how I am multitasking. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Then my father and my bro came home from the Simei popular bookshop after buying the printer ink, they bought the cable to the MIOTV too. They plug in the 10m Oo long wire to the box and the box. ( What am I talking about. ) Then he was like 'WTH, why can't we watch the shows?' Then I was still smsing. And he scolded me. Ya right. What a wise thing to do ya. When you get agitated over something, why can't you just chill and get things done. You don't have to vent your anger on my right? I also did not do anything stupid or bad. I was just freaking angry then.. Though I apologized that I laughed to my dad, he doesn't have to shout right. I was really really really angry. Just because of MIOTV, he scolded me? I hate it even more now. MIOTV doesn't even have some shows I like and my current tv box have nicer shows. And my dad bought MIOTV just for soccer?! This is such a waste of money. I don't understand why ******* wants to fight with ******* for the authority of the soccer thing. But I seriously don't like being shout at just for one miserable tv cable! It is downright sickening.&lt;br /&gt;And after lunch, I want to eat some chocolate then I asked my mum for that. Then she never answer so I repeated and repeated. She just shouted at me 'Can't you see I am busy?' I was like I did not even ask you to help me break the chocolate. I only asked you if I can have some chocolate! She was like, your tone is telling me to break the chocolate for you! Wth. My tone doesn't even sound like that. And how can you imply that it is when it is so not? Then I don't feel like eat the chocolate anymore then she break it for me!?! Then it so ironic k? I am just so pissed off this morning. I don't like today. 23 January 2010 is not a good day for me. I shan't not like it. So here I am complaining about today. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Later in the night maybe I am going to Bedok Interchange to shop or something like that. (WTH!) I want to borrow some books on Japan Food Culture (Argh) and maybe if there's a chance, I want to take some pictures related to chinese culture. That is my homework. Haix.. Why must I be so 左右为难. This is downright sickening! Everything is not going my way. And I mean everything. :( Haix. Hope I can talk to someone about today. But either is never reply or take very long to reply. So haix.. :( Nevermind. I shall be positive. :D Staying positive is GOOD! :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my senior called me Calamari. Haha. At first I thought it was some tea. But then I check the net, it says SQUID! Haha. :D So funny.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a title="Squid" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squid"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Squid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; is a popular food in many parts of the world. In many of the languages around the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Mediterranean sea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mediterranean_sea"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mediterranean sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, squid are referred to by a term related to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Italian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_language"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "calamari" (singular "calamaro"), which in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="English language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_language"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; has become a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Culinary name" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Culinary_name"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;culinary name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; for Mediterranean dishes involving squid, especially fried squid ("fried calamari").' Ahah. Fried sotong. I am just dead. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realise I haven't watch 终极三国 ep 48 yet. :D So I go watch le. Later then add the videos. I mean the nice parts la. :)&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~~~&lt;br /&gt;I watch finished the show already. OMG. Some of the parts are damn touching and the next ep is damn nice the siol. I don't is it the real liu bei came back or not but I don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqjSPB0hazY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqjSPB0hazY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is Ahxiang and the sun quan talk. It was damn touching~ Don't care the front part. That is damn stupid. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JRR4rxFSfHs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JRR4rxFSfHs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part everything also nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;Next ep is nice siol! LOL The buddies all come back liao. And then the xiu going to break with cao cao le. OMG!!! ;O Can't wait for the next ep..&lt;br /&gt;I going to watch another show. Hehe :P Did not even start the research. LOLOLOL 第二回合我爱你 quite nice too. :) OK, just realise I have only the patience to watch the last part. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I going to watch 超级星光大道. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-_O2kfzDEVg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-_O2kfzDEVg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song. But I don't know how she sing la. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKaYkxLCayI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKaYkxLCayI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurb this song. But I think the contestant got through this contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKZa4UZ-cFI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKZa4UZ-cFI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I only like this song. ;) I don't know how the contestant fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eshILuV9rSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eshILuV9rSE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song and the contestant. She has potential. haha. LOL I love her voice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CFFgi9q1r0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CFFgi9q1r0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They going gai zhao next week! Haha. :D Want to see whether got change into shuai ge or not. ;P Hehe, Kidding the la. Want to see what is their new sss-ty-lile. hehe. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2042394153063726375?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2042394153063726375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/holding-grudge-against-you-is-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2042394153063726375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2042394153063726375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/holding-grudge-against-you-is-always.html' title='Holding a grudge against you is always wrong.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7187384343564435974</id><published>2010-01-22T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:46:34.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy is just a personality.</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. :D I am back.. AGAIN! LOL Ok, today is just a happy day for mee. :D In the morning, as usual walked to school with Xiao Mei and Jia Lin and Jia Hua (don't know how to spell. :P) Then went to canteen (as usual). Went up to Desiree's and Xin Ni's Class (as usual) and talk to them before I went up to class. :) But luckily there's no need for assembly. :) Cos they say got lightning alert. Oo Ok.. Then form teacher came in and do some admin stuffs. They showed us the class notice board design. Er... two drawn by Sam Tay and the other is another classmate draw the. So I vote for Sam Tay. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then is ACC. I listened to some but I am not very sure what I was doing then. I only realise two of my classmate who wrote everything and the three behind wrote nothing. So ironic. LOL&lt;br /&gt;It was English. We had to read something very accurately? I was like WTH. Cannot be ba.. LOL Then the teacher told me to be faster. Oo Can't she be a bit more patient? I still need to read through right? Like I don't need to prepare like that. =.=''' Then I was freaking cold. And I mean FREAKING COLD! The fan was blasting on top of my head then become slower le but still.. IT IS FREAKING COLD! And it is raining. Argh. I hate rainy days. Make me so impatient. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then recess, ate with the CLIQUES again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IW4fgpcQgpI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IW4fgpcQgpI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The Clique~ :D LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7187384343564435974?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7187384343564435974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-is-just-personality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7187384343564435974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7187384343564435974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-is-just-personality.html' title='Crazy is just a personality.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-7610144476960642195</id><published>2010-01-21T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:36:54.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable memories</title><content type='html'>Haix. Everything I do makes me think of the CLIQUES. Even talking to my new classmates make me think of them too. I guess they are unforgettable ba... Everything I do, I say, the CLIQUES memories kept on coming into my mind. I REALLY LOVE THE CLIQUES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie and her very funny jokes, her always happy personality and her funny face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiree and her very high laughing point, her always wadeva tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li yun and her very chubby face, her always cute pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin ni and her very funny words, her always fear for camera. (She deleted the photo. &gt;:{)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and her very laughter, her always bochap looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilda and her very shy smile, her always laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freda and her very small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samtay and her very MEN SAO type, her always high high MSN messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan rong and her giggles, her always poking hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai Xin and her cold jokes, her always high personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix. I ssure miss them all. And I know my current class will never have this much good friends. Friends, maybe ba. Haix.. I miss them. And I love them!!! LOVE THE CLIQUES FOREVER~!!! &lt;333 :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-7610144476960642195?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/7610144476960642195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/unforgettable-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7610144476960642195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/7610144476960642195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/unforgettable-memories.html' title='Unforgettable memories'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2210476689308734997</id><published>2010-01-20T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:09:15.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan-ta-sss-tik</title><content type='html'>Hi peops! I am here again. LOL Love today! Seriously. :D Ok. First, it is half-day in school in celebration of the good O'level results. :P Then second, I got to go out with my friends! YAY!!! :D LOL Very excited. Ok. First period is Homec, did the Spain Spongecake. Bizcocho España. I don't know whether is it like that. LOL Nevermind. I have fun making the cake. Haha. :D It was pretty fun! LOL To say, I splat the batter around. Ooops. LOL Then recess, I sat with the CLIQUES!!! YAY!!! :D A step closer to my birthday wish. :D Then went up to class and do nothing. =.=''' Then english teacher came in. Have english lesson, but nobody was listening, I guess. I am just chatting with the people behind and beside. LOL Then after lesson, go down and find Xin Ni, Winnie at first wanted to call Desiree to go along with us to eat lunch. Then Desiree went home already! Argh. She is so damn fast la. Big white shark is like that the ma. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat around with Xin Ni to do her work then she agreed to tag along with us with lunch, same to Michelle too. :) Then Jialin too. YAY! Then we went to the spider web. Damn funny. I was shaking Xiao mei on the spider web. :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;After playing at the spiderweb, we went to MRT station platform to wait for the two women. We waited for 10 min. I saw them from the platform. They are walking them slow. And work until damn 淑女-ish while I saw others walk until so cou-lo. ;) LOL Then finally saw them up then the MRT came, we went Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;At first want to eat at Kopitiam. Then qi ji. But in the very end, we ate at Long John Silvers. Ok, I broke my law. I was NOT suppose to eat stuffs like very crispy?! But in the end I peeled off the skin and eat the chicken. Haix.. What a way of eating. LOL (Still waiting for the video to be converted..) Then we went down to Mini Toons and shop. LOL. Then went to Popular. Bought some stuffs. Nah, only bought eraser. LOL Xin ni was looking at the Rainie Yang CD. Shhe said she will support her even when she is 20 years old. I remember that hor Xin Ni. You never keep your promise you see how. And I almost forgot. You deleted your BEAUTIFUL picture in my phone! Argh. Hate you. :( Then I remember something Michelle told me at the LJS.&lt;br /&gt;She act out how she and Xin Ni becomes friend.&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ni: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;(Laughters and squabbles)&lt;br /&gt;Me: whey.. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Ok, ok. Again Again.&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ni: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;(Laughter again. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: No no. Not like that.&lt;br /&gt;To me: You know what she ask me the first question?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;(Laughters)&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ni: No lor.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yes lor. Then you say XXX and then I said "ME TOO!" Then you were like "Oh.."&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: She like stalker like that lor. First question ask me is where I live.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yaya. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;I was practically laughing. LOL It was very funny. :D I am so damn sian now. Haix. Should have gone to Changi Airport with Xiao Mei and Jia Lin..&lt;br /&gt;Let's see now got what video to show you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-yG50MfCMU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-yG50MfCMU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously stupid. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2210476689308734997?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2210476689308734997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/fan-ta-sss-tik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2210476689308734997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2210476689308734997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/fan-ta-sss-tik.html' title='Fan-ta-sss-tik'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8209071866817487956</id><published>2010-01-19T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T03:49:09.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am more normal than Spongebob</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. Posting again. Today no hard feelings. Just normal. I am so glad I am normal again. Haha. So here is something I sharing with you, I think you have seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfaKsHRTafc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfaKsHRTafc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a normal day for me too. :D&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Xiao mei and Jialin's sister walk with me to school. Then we chat chat chat until like crazy. Haha. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;First lesson is er.. Reading period. Horh. I am like damn bored. Just sit that and read the falcon book. Then I keep fidgeting until like siao. I also don't know what happened. Haix. :( So can't blame me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Maths. Mr Poh came in then do some presentation. Our group don't have the paper with us. Cos it is with Adrian. Then suddenly Adrian came in. We are like damn relieved? Nevermind. Then in the end we did the presentation. And our company name is Roger Paint Co. Pte. Ltd. Haha. :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then recess is damn nice! I ate with the CLIQUES again! YAY! LOL I just hope the whole year can be like this. I will want to eat with them for the rest of the secondary life. LOVE THE CLIQUES FOREVE&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1Wa9VYI-4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/CVj7s5Hv4zs/s1600-h/Cliques+eating+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428415304366095234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1Wa9VYI-4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/CVj7s5Hv4zs/s200/Cliques+eating+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R!&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;English is er... test go through time? Horh... Still very bored..&lt;br /&gt;Then music was a brisk. Played on the keyboard for a while then release.&lt;br /&gt;Then E.Lit was a damn funny. We talk about the boxing thing. Then we kept joking about chiobu. Haha. :D LOL This makes me thinks of the CLIQUES. :( When we always play, eat, talk and joke together. Haix.. Hope these days won't be over. :) I love the CLIQUES!&lt;br /&gt;The SEL was very.. Ok. Nevermind. Today was always a briss. Then went home with Winnie, jialin and her sister. Then after I went they were playing at the playground. They damn cute sia! Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go now. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-8209071866817487956?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8209071866817487956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-more-normal-than-spongebob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8209071866817487956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8209071866817487956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-more-normal-than-spongebob.html' title='I am more normal than Spongebob'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1Wa9VYI-4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/CVj7s5Hv4zs/s72-c/Cliques+eating+together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2993181629259393791</id><published>2010-01-18T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:07:31.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a very non-high day..</title><content type='html'>Hi pepos, I am very sad and emo now. I still can't believe I am so suey that will have such a junior. Haix. :( That's my fate. 这都是天意啊！Ok, I now like this word a lot. Haha. :D LOL Cos got one junior call that too. LOL Nevermind. Saw this junior standing at the steps of the CO room. Then I was like talking to my CELLO mates. I was like not talking to her or something like that. Then one of them tell me that she is considering to join CO. Ok, I am like very shock. I was thinking, why will even people join CELLO? Ok, no offence. :P But then teacher told her to play. Then in the end, she was like freaking pro? I am not jealous. But I was scared I will just get brush off the section just like. I don't want my half a year hard work go to waste. So, I am emo-ing the whole day. My stress is like adding up? I don't give a damn. Never mind, then, I feel like my tears are going to flow down my cheeks and onto my cello. Yes, I am that scared, I am that scared I will be brushed off. I can't believe it, I am actually scared. Ya, it might just be a CCA but yet you could be tied to the instrument. Since you have the passion for it. Why can't I? I am human, I have feelings. But I am just going take things like a game, a war. After you fail, climb up from the place and continue. I really feel like giving up, and the teacher look pissed. Fine, I admit, I am not good. But I have a heart of passion to learn. It does hurts. So I smsed Xiao mei, that moment, I feel like crying. Don't know why. But it was too embarrassing. I was playing the cello until I feel like throwing things. You might think I am siao or b!tchy but that's what you will feel if you have a love for something. Be it, somebody or somebody. I don't want to get brushed off, I want to fight with my section, CO. But if I get brushed off, I might just go other section or play for a few years without CIP points. And yes, that is useless. Like someone said, I feared this type of juniors like they will just be better than us then they will overtake us. Yes, This is a battle. It is THAT gruesome. And my teacher seems like very impatient. Fine, I don't give a damn too. I just know, I will do my best and prove that I can do it. And thanks to my seniors: Valerie and Zhao Yi and my BBFL, beloved Xiao Mei, I have the courage. Three cheers for them. :) I will be practising a lot next few times. I don't give a damn that whether teacher feels impatient or not, I only know, this is it. This is my game and I will play it well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today in class, it was freaking funny? My neighbour kept saying she is a chiobu. Ahaha. :D Then she will smile and give a 'V' sign. Then funny. LOL&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Xiao Mei, I have the courage to do my best! Thank you XIAO MEI! :DDDDD and not forgetting my seniors. :D&lt;br /&gt;This song it for you, Xiao mei. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orh04CC2Q7k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orh04CC2Q7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k4UN23COyCY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k4UN23COyCY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always listen to this song when I feel down. I will always remember the hardwork in the beginning and not give up. :D GO GO GO! :D&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~ I will post tomorrow if possible. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2993181629259393791?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2993181629259393791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-very-non-high-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2993181629259393791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2993181629259393791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-very-non-high-day.html' title='What a very non-high day..'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-5896581180914750860</id><published>2010-01-16T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:55:14.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>短歌行 by Nylon Chen aka 曹操&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XQA-L3C2Tg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XQA-L3C2Tg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对著酒，应该唱歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;人生就像清晨露水，还能多久呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去的时光已足够。&lt;br /&gt;够去遗忘忧愁&lt;br /&gt;我却只能一杯接著一杯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;因为你,不懂我的心 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我们无止尽的猜忌 还要多久呢?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去的时光还不够&lt;br /&gt;化解爱恨情仇&lt;br /&gt;我却只能一杯接著一杯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;想起了你，就像一轮明月，不知什麼时候才能再把酒言欢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我为你奔波&lt;br /&gt;为你伤&lt;br /&gt;你怎麼都忘怀&lt;br /&gt;孤单单让这首诗歌&lt;br /&gt;再无处藏身&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;白色的月 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;让黑夜不再寒冷 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;少了星星的陪伴它更显得凄凉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我为你奔波&lt;br /&gt;为你伤&lt;br /&gt;我就让你忘怀&lt;br /&gt;等待你有一天飞向我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the lyrics very meaningful, very beautiful. Like those Chinese poems. 赞~！=D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is a very freaking day. My mum is showing a very black. I also don't know what's wrong with her. I never irritate her. I only ask her if she want to go Toa Payoh to eat and she was like 'Can you stop asking?' I was like, 'Fine.' Then I was thinking, if you don't want, don't want lor. Don't know what's her freaking problem. I am damn angry and upset. It's like she is angry that she vent her stupid anger on me? Like I deserve it. I am too kind to her this days. I see her very sad, I cheer her up. Then now she gives some face? I don't deserve it. I don't like it at all! I feel like shouting at my whole family to stop talking to me and I don't want to speak to them, they think I am always getting frustrated. Fine, so what if I am. I can't help it. I have a lot of things to do. Then they want me do this do that. I am very tired. I have a bad temper and they know. They just don't want 谅解me. I am wandering, do they even care just a little for me? I am very sad.. I can't go on, if not I will cry. I just hope my family is a bit more caring, just a bit for me. Maybe they did, and I didn't notice. Ok, I will thank them. And I know they always do but yet, maybe I am asking too much from them. But, I will thank them if they have care for me and I didn't realise. I hope I can be more happy and don't need to sulk at my parents. I don't want too. And I hope they won't too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谎言 by Nylon Chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrvEWYYhuFc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrvEWYYhuFc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 真的要这样的飘离&lt;br /&gt;难道就没一点余地&lt;br /&gt;oh 我的心 已经失去了意义&lt;br /&gt;爱 是否还一样的美丽&lt;br /&gt;想听见你的消息&lt;br /&gt;却 没人能将你 从我的心中代替&lt;br /&gt;细细看着你的转变&lt;br /&gt;不知是爱还是骗&lt;br /&gt;口中说出的是谎言&lt;br /&gt;真假之间 清醒沉迷只一线间&lt;br /&gt;打开假像我向前&lt;br /&gt;只想走出这谎言 oh~&lt;br /&gt;却在不知不觉&lt;br /&gt;突然之间 谎言之中夹带着爱恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 真的要这样的飘离&lt;br /&gt;难道就没一点余地&lt;br /&gt;oh 我的心 已经失去了意义&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 是否还一样的美丽&lt;br /&gt;想听见你的消息&lt;br /&gt;却 没人能将你 从我的心中代替&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;细细看着你的转变&lt;br /&gt;不知是爱还是骗&lt;br /&gt;口中说出的是谎言&lt;br /&gt;真假之间 清醒沉迷只一线间&lt;br /&gt;打开假像我向前&lt;br /&gt;只想走出这谎言 oh~&lt;br /&gt;却在不知不觉&lt;br /&gt;突然之间 谎言之中夹带着爱恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;细细看着你的转变&lt;br /&gt;不知是爱还是骗&lt;br /&gt;口中说出的是谎言&lt;br /&gt;真假之间 清醒沉迷只一线间&lt;br /&gt;打开假像我向前&lt;br /&gt;只想走出这谎言 oh~&lt;br /&gt;却在不知不觉&lt;br /&gt;突然之间 谎言之中夹带着爱恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is all a dream and lie, I hope I can walk out of this. I really hope so I can find my family's love. I always knew they love me, but I can't feel it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-5896581180914750860?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/5896581180914750860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/by-nylon-chen-aka-i-find-lyrics-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5896581180914750860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/5896581180914750860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/by-nylon-chen-aka-i-find-lyrics-very.html' title=''/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-6344895597649779011</id><published>2010-01-16T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T04:24:52.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JBR (Just Being Random)</title><content type='html'>I am listening to the song "画沙".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sg9tZaBDdyM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sg9tZaBDdyM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice song. GOT CELLO!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-6344895597649779011?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/6344895597649779011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/jbr-just-being-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6344895597649779011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6344895597649779011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/jbr-just-being-random.html' title='JBR (Just Being Random)'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8461512151179625010</id><published>2010-01-12T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T04:24:31.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water the flowers.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Just coming in to blog. Don't feel like doing homework. ;P Slacking. But finding stuffs now. And listening to songs. HoHo. Listening to emo songs. very emo. Haix. Don't know why, my heart just feel so lonely... :( But still have a lot friends with me. =) But still, it is lonely. Don't know why. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;Today school was pretty tough to me. I am facing some problems at home. Not me in particular. But still, it bothers me a lot. :'( Problem solved after one day. =D Ok, so I feel ok now. hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;Ok. About today, it is total a mixture of anger and happiness. Ok. I shan't spoil my mood by posting angry stuffs first. So I have to go with the happy ones FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Today in class, ACC was totally boring. :X I was studying English, reading the Island Voices. But after reading, I started drawing. The lesson was really boring. The teacher just practically read out of the screen. Like we don't know how to read like that. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;English we got the test. It was ok. I thought I am going to fail badly. But yet, I still think I am going to fail. :X A lot of pepo finish damn fast the. They were already sitting there and staring. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;Then recess. Eat with CLIQUES~ We were damn funny. Talking about the English test. Desiree and Li Yun is trying to bribe me to tell them the answer, which I won't. XD Hehe. Then they started asking me all sorts of questions which I tried to act blur about. Hehe. =P Then went back for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was practically noisy. But find it fun? Our teacher wanted us to form groups then act out the story from the textbook. Then pick poker cards. Suey suey we got the smallest number so we were left with the toughest job but we have fun talking about it. We were practically laughing. The guys were so dramatic? But I miss the cliques. Normally, in 1B, we were doing this, but when I do work with others, I feel a sudden emptiness. Haix. Guess I have to adjust. But it will take a long time I guess. Since the cliques have been together for a good 4 or 5 months? I miss the cliques!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Science was just a breeze. The teacher went through covalent boding (sharing of electrons). Ok. Just being lame here. But maybe can help me remember? LOLs. O.o&lt;br /&gt;History is er.. don't know how to say. We have to act and I am just practically staring into space? I find it so boring. The others just read from the textbook. So ya, I almost fell asleep. Blame it on the air con and the story. Haix. XD&lt;br /&gt;After school, ate lunch then rushed to CO. Saw some sec 1s at the CO room. We are damn random. XDDD Then the sec1s go for audition while we were dazu-ing. After that, the sec1s who were chosen came into the CO room. Saw some one who Xiao Mei dislikes came into the room and I was like WTF?! Why is she/he here. But see his/her face, I felt like puking. Nevermind. Some of them are just so AP. Tired of staring at them liao. But I noticed one of them glare at my senior? In a disgusted way? What is wrong with he/ she? She also never do anything wrong. I felt like throwing stuffs at her. But I am calm. See. XDDD Then we prac prac prac. Saw those juniors reading, doing homework and using phone? I am like WTF again?! They never show us some respect?! And like COME ON?! I AM YOUR SENIOR?! IS THAT HOW YOU TREAT YOUR SENIOR?! Fine, let them be. I just hope that the Cello section get the is those shy shy 腼腆 the. Not those who are giving me some face! I just hate that. I also never do anything wrong. And what is your problem giving me those face. And fine, you proud your problem, keep it to your friends who know you la. And I am your senior for goodness sake. OMGosh. I just can't say anymore. If I continue saying, I will say vulgarities.. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Then walk home with xiao mei. She was freaking funny man! She was saying the word and then she was like saying all types of (****). HAHA. :D LOVE YOU XIAO MEI! =D&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Probably the end of the post. And will end off with some videos. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUAHbf_8lKk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUAHbf_8lKk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I am so excited about this ep! Hope ahxiang and xiu won't part. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss goodbye. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly find Wang Lee Hom so shuai after the kuai nian show. Sorry ah, fishball. HEHE, =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I not so crazy over him la. I love other actors better. XDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Wang Lee Hom's pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1BdjHscQdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NqrZgaOM4Ug/s1600-h/Wang+Lee+Hom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426940408923701714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1BdjHscQdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NqrZgaOM4Ug/s200/Wang+Lee+Hom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So shuai this pic. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1BeLFFazLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NWW1l08sQOY/s1600-h/guita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426941095417924786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1BeLFFazLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NWW1l08sQOY/s200/guita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I lovehis guitar the most!!! =D So nice man!!! STYLE! BLING BLING! SHA~~~ LOLs.&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;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;So the end of today's post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles~&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/8377163268700509214-8461512151179625010?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/8461512151179625010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8461512151179625010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/8461512151179625010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-flowers.html' title='Water the flowers.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/S1BdjHscQdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NqrZgaOM4Ug/s72-c/Wang+Lee+Hom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-6536293893565014986</id><published>2010-01-09T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:03:11.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craze. Cry. Crash.</title><content type='html'>I am here again. Started school a week already. Work is getting a lot. CCA showcase is officially over. I am glad. Very glad. I did not feel so much pressure when I am in Sec 1. But now, yes, the pressure is coming. My parents are mumbling in my ears. For sure, they are talking about my studies and stuff like that. I feel like I am going to breakdown soon. Feel like it is like term 3 last year. Where I have to cry myself to sleep. But haix, if I see some improvement, most probably, I will get my cheerful self back again. And I hope, it will be soon.&lt;br /&gt;The CCA showcase for me, I am a disaster. But if I am a Sec 1, I will most probably won't find any problem and will start clapping like crazy. But yet, I am a performer, so there is a whole lot difference in the angle. We are the 2nd and the Sec 1s are STARING at us. Well, practically staring. And the break was ya... Fun. I am practically laughing. And my cello mates are practically snapping pictures here and there!!! I have to block my face and run. Ok. Not run, if not I kick the cello and they will well, knock my head with the bow, or worse, the pujia. You cannot underestimate them if I damage their beautiful cellos. XD Thanks to Zhaoyi and Meng yuan, They bought our break the food. And then I almost knock into Zhao Yi when she coming up the stairs and I am going down. So, our break is kinda short. And the whole CCA showcase round 2 coming again. And it is freaking boring. So the round 2 isn't any better. I am still as bad as ever. I think our cello section has a new member. Only I think it is going to... After our CCA showcase, we are sitting slanted facing the stage, saw our principal came by and talking to my tambo seniors. I faster sat straight and covered my leg with the skirt. Ok, that was practically funny. And my senior and I was laughing pretty loudly. But I think nobody heard us. After that I was practically waving very hard to Winnie that my senior said that we two are VERY HIGH. Yea. We are pretty high. Since we have gone through a lot of things together, we know eacch other too well. BEST BUDS FOREVA~! Hehe. =P Then we just realised we wrote the same thing for the english essay. That is too coincidental. We woke home and then chat about a lot things. Well, I am so happy that I met her. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Winnie was very sexy. Hehe, Chio when she wore her costume. Stockings wor. Hehe. =P But she was very stiff on stage, haha, I was laughing. But love the dance. =D&lt;br /&gt;Now something I am anticipating is about the CO May/June concert. I am going to die. Really. I am practically suck-ish in EVERY song. And I do mean EVERY. Haix. I can't even play our cello song properly which we have been learning for a few months? I am dead. Maybe the new Sec 1 is even better than me. Will I get kick out? Haix... Hope not. I shall just hope I will not. Anybody help me? I don't want to leave the cello. Except for someone whom I wanted to run away from. But Please don't. Haix. Just see who is selected for the cello/bass section. Anyways, there is no bass. We are bass-less. So we are suppose to play loudly to cover as bass. =.=''' We are pathetic. So those who are coming, I think they will stay put as on the cello. And there will be two of us from cello going to bass. WTH...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am hoping I can get taller. I am very very short. Only 154. And my super tall brother is going to be 170. I am very short. I am very short. I need to jump. But depends, I can't even jump high, I am pathetic. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;Just getting a bit down, I am blamed for letting my brother's leg injury. Which is so not. He can choose not to play soccer what. Is it my fault that he played soccer and fall down? Well, plain biased. I shan't say anything about it anymore. It is very P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;Just now saw a phone, SONY one. And I love it! Touch screen one!!! =D It is fabulously nice! I am going to set it as a target for my EOYs. Maybe if I get L1R5 &lt;7, my dad will buy for me? Hehe. I am getting very crazy about it now. Hehe, Thinking about that phone, It is red!!! Hehe. LOL. Getting crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong with my connection. I can't get to the facebook. Ohman, someone added me and I can't accept it. Darn it... Can it just go according to the likes of me? WHY IS IT SO UNFAIR!!!???&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. What to do now? I don't feel tired. I want to watch TV which my dad doesn't know I want to. He is just sitting there. Ok. Don't want to care about the relationship between my bro and me. I will just talk less. Answer less. And ask less. This shall just be the 3 less between me and him. This better work or else I will go crazy. FREAK!!! Haix.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to talk less to my family. Must control. Control. Control. So won't need to shout at them, scream at them or quarrel with them. As easy as that. Ok. Shall keep it a habit to do that. Maybe I will get a better relatioship with them. AND YESH! MY DAD ON THE TV!!! hehe. But something very crazy happened. The darn tv smart card was not inserted wrongly! and hell, they said it is!???!!! Ok. Shall control. So that's about it. Shall think up about my birthday gift wish which I properly won't get. Will add on somemore until September.:&lt;br /&gt;1. A new SONY handphone. =)&lt;br /&gt;2. A new bag. Most properly Zinc one.&lt;br /&gt;3. English to improve to A2.&lt;br /&gt;4. Scholarship award! XD&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't leave the cello section (except for someone).&lt;br /&gt;6. Make somemore friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. Continue to walk home with Winnie. XD&lt;br /&gt;8. 妻子的诱惑 de disc.&lt;br /&gt;9. 宫 de disc.&lt;br /&gt;10. SHE or Jay Chou's next new album before September. Hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;11. Cliques to stay forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's all first. And everything I wanted is important. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for this week. Nothing really exciting happened. Except for the CCA showcase. Got to go now. Trying to connect to the facebook. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-6536293893565014986?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/6536293893565014986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/craze-cry-crash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6536293893565014986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/6536293893565014986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2010/01/craze-cry-crash.html' title='Craze. Cry. Crash.'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-537654197999572476</id><published>2009-12-30T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:50:07.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to VS</title><content type='html'>Went VS this morning. Also known as Victoria School. My brother is going there. So today went with him to his new sec school for Orientation. Ate breakfast at the market. Lined up for noodles. Then there is this woman who cut in front of me. I wanted to scream at her to get the heck to the back of the line. She is not even lining up! She is just sitting on the table then she gets up and cuts in front of me. Wth! How can she do this? I glare at her and I guess she didn't see it. She just think I am looking at her because she is beautiful? 想得美 WOMAN!!! &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Then took 197 to my brother's new sec school. Got some briefing. So sat there for a few hours. Bought the books and shirt. Now I have like really no patience. Haiz... Must control must control. I don't want cause a lot trouble... CONTROL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saw their VSCO. I can't really imagine boys playing. haha. =D No offense. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-537654197999572476?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/537654197999572476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-to-vs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/537654197999572476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/537654197999572476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-to-vs.html' title='A trip to VS'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1821374691318079097</id><published>2009-12-28T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:39:07.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in love</title><content type='html'>I just practically love my dad's taxi! It is damn nice! I just now went down to take a short tour. And the inner of the taxi is super nice! Still have bling bling one! So 杀! Haha. =) I love the doraemon one! Just found out the taxi driver also a doraemon fan. Hehe. I feel like taking some. But just hope my pops will ask the uncle where could I buy those things. I will go crazy! I love it. I'm loving it! AHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;My next year's birthday wish will be a set of doraemon comics and some doraemon stuffs! Hehe. :P I am in love! But I know to get the doraemon comics from 1 to 73 is impossible. And on calculation. The price of one comic is $2.70 so 73 will be... $197.10! Omigosh. It is so ex. But I would really love that someday. Maybe when I grow up and can afford those. =D&lt;br /&gt;Watching soccer now. Haiz, Chelsea is lagging behind by 1 goal to Fulham's goal. JIAYOU! Hehe. I am crazy. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-1821374691318079097?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/1821374691318079097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1821374691318079097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1821374691318079097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in love'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-3491681139589189271</id><published>2009-12-28T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:20:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can anything  be just faster?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I told my dad that maybe next time when I drive, I will drive at a speed of 100 least. Haha. But I would keep it at that speed. No more no less. I am a person with no patience though. Maybe can frame it that way, that I hope a lot of things can just fastforward like 桃花小妹. I am addicted to this show. Seriously. It is nice. I like the character 陈余一. He is damn cute. Haha. The actor is a Singaporean so I must support too. Haha. But the other actors and actresses are SUPERB! Love the whole show. Especially this few episodes. 陈余一 lost his memory in the next episode! OMG. And then 龚蕙琪... HAHA. This show is definitely so cool! But I don't know whether can I watch it next Monday. :( Here is the preview for next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3nZxrF7Srs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3nZxrF7Srs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Just love this show. Hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so happy now. Don't know what is the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8ZU6fU_gSQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8ZU6fU_gSQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this particular show too! Hehe. I am seriously in love with the lead guy. Hehe. Practically a nice show. =)&lt;br /&gt;Changed a blogskin. Change into a Spongebob one. Very nice. Maybe will stick to it for a some time. Krabby Patties with jellyfish jelly. Guess I will stop here. My mum is nagging again. Haiz. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-3491681139589189271?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/3491681139589189271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-anything-be-just-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3491681139589189271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/3491681139589189271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-anything-be-just-faster.html' title='Can anything  be just faster?'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-1346485934517172689</id><published>2009-12-27T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T07:45:06.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake a hand or leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Haiz. Feeling very negative now. Don't exactly know what is the reason. I am practically listening to emo musics. Haiz. Maybe is my mum calling me shut down the laptop but I don't know feel like. School's reopening soon. Feeling scared, have no exact reason. My mum is nagging every now and then. Maybe that's the reason. She expects me to keep up with my result this year or improve. Haiz. Stress is pouring up now. I feeling a sense of dejavu like last year when my result is going down in the Mids. Trying to make myself feel relax and prepare for the challenge next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to give up a lot of things next year for my studies: laptop, smses, tv, time and a lot more. I remember we still have a CO concert next year. I am seriously dead meat. Maybe I am counted as a senior, but a senior who is equally a standard of Sec 1? I doubt so I will improve until the concert. Wish there is something call miracle. Haiz. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking a lot of negative thing here. Listening to Gary Cao Ge's song. Feel like crying. I feel like shouting out like. Maybe I will do it here. Don't mind me. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Still not feeling good AT ALL. Maybe a little bit. I want to watch Tao Hua Xiao Mei and Xia Yi Zhan Xing Fu tomorrow. :) Maybe this is the last show I am going to watch in this holiday. Wait no. Still have one more weekend. Hehe. This is a miracle I bothered to type so much here. Feel bored nowadays. Have no idea why. Seems like a lot of things had stopped and past. Hope life is like a video player. Pause, stop, fast forward all under our control. Time does fly quickly. Heh. Stress is indeed here. That's why my pimples are popping out. Argh. Definately hate them. Haiz. Wish I could start adapting to school. Haha. That is stupid. I went back to school so often this holiday. I am bonded to it though. I am not being sarcastic k? LOL. Stop here now. Maybe I can try posting here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Anybody can find the show 泰勒瓦 for me? I want to watch!!! And 宫 too. I can find Goong. So leave it. Hehe. I am being random. Love to all my friend and family out there. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419942147937457426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SzeAqt761RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/DkMe7OivyuM/s200/gong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love the guy on top. Find him damn cute nia. Hehe. :P Don't know why suddenly like to watch Korean shows. Aha. Toodles~ :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-1346485934517172689?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/1346485934517172689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/shake-hand-or-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1346485934517172689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/1346485934517172689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/shake-hand-or-leave.html' title='Shake a hand or leave'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SzeAqt761RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/DkMe7OivyuM/s72-c/gong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-73612685281904058</id><published>2009-12-26T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:31:41.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang</title><content type='html'>Dang it. I injured my leg. 4 blisters on both legs. Haiz. I am damn stupid for not wearing socks to play bball. Haiz. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yh9myQqxTUA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yh9myQqxTUA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJC5sPCkWtQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJC5sPCkWtQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZG45vYjgHA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZG45vYjgHA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwseO7D_ceQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwseO7D_ceQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xN1MrtZGy5c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xN1MrtZGy5c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8377163268700509214-73612685281904058?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/73612685281904058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/bang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/73612685281904058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/73612685281904058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/bang.html' title='Bang'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-2044854158706283609</id><published>2009-12-11T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T04:26:58.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No name</title><content type='html'>Found some freaking-ly shuai guys from pi zi ying xiong. How can they put so shuai pepos in one show?! XD XD that is good though. Can see more of them. AHAHAHAH. :D Random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377163268700509214-2044854158706283609?l=iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/feeds/2044854158706283609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2044854158706283609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377163268700509214/posts/default/2044854158706283609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iama-blur-sotong.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-name.html' title='No name'/><author><name>The One Dreaming Of Chocolates</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13224123395357107083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaPig4HJ3fE/SYa_7nNdCeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DcKNhfiHw60/S220/rockstar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377163268700509214.post-8672718487403951296</id><published>2009-12-11T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T04:12:45.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIHI all</title><content type='html'>Hello all. It's a long time since I post. Don't feel like posting though. HAHA. :D Don't know why. I am busy with my CO prac. Going to have a concert in June I guess. Very stressed, especially I know there will be a lot of homeworks or projects next year. Haiz. :( Went a lot of place this holiday. I mean went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Went out with our cello section.&lt;br /&gt;2. Went out with Linyee, Wenqi and Jiayi.&lt;br /&gt;3. Went out with Desiree and Winnie. :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Went for CO concert (until 11 oclock at night).&lt;br /&gt;5. Went out with the cliques. :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Went to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;7. Went for CO chalet&lt;br /&gt;8. Went to my cousin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. :P I think this is most I go out in my life. Keke. But Thinking back, I just realise I went out to Pasir Ris more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the cello section: 2 seniors: Valerie and Zhaoyi. And juniors. Went to Tampines in the morning. Met at the Tampines MRT. Went there earlier so get to the bookshop to get some markers and pens. Then met up together before going to the popular bookshop t
