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SHOTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeZkvxfHd40&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeZkvxfHd40&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5010023215413522100?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5010023215413522100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5010023215413522100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5010023215413522100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5010023215413522100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/shots-shots.html' title='SHOTS! 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None of my cousin's were here yet.. Actually no one was here until 1 or 2. BORING. UGH. Maybe i shouldn't have came back so early. But it's okay, i can entertain myself. (liar)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got so bored that i went to my room and laid on my bed counting the number of tiny tiny dots on the wall. Serious. o-o I just fell asleep naturally when i turned on the fan. IDONTKNOW WHO WAS TRYING TO WAKE ME, i felt someone jabbing my feet with some random stick. When i was finally awake, random people came into the room and went, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who is she? Who is she?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SUMITHA CAME, HAVEN'T SEEN HER SEEN DEEPAVALI. 8D I know i act damn differently with my family. They all think i'm like 'super innocent', aiya but i don't wanna act in front of my cousins luh. Later they think i'm damn act cute nonsense crap. LOL. BUT YOU ALL KNOW HOW AWESOME I AM. *ahem... right, &lt;b&gt;anyway. &lt;/b&gt;Haven't seen them in a long time, you know the last time i went out with her was.. 5. D: 8 YEARS PLUS. God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are one of the times where I really love my life. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6383700473237320627?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6383700473237320627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6383700473237320627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6383700473237320627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6383700473237320627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-back-from-my-moms-place-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1137583305630926754</id><published>2010-02-13T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:20:02.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Up That Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3jnio5KPVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bElv9U7I85w/s1600-h/tumblr_ku6goemoxp1qzm55po1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3jnio5KPVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bElv9U7I85w/s400/tumblr_ku6goemoxp1qzm55po1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351132328607058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm currently staying with my mom for awhile. (At least until tomorrow i guess) Went for training in the morning, and gosh i felt so satisfied. Kinda anyways. When it ended, Coach gave us all an angbao! First angbao of the new year. HAHAH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was meeting my mom and aunt for lunch, so Coach gave us all (shooters la, not my mom &amp;amp; aunt LOL) all lift. Dropped Ziying, Fiona, Gladys, Yifang and Dhany at Bishan then he drove me all the way to Pasir Ris. &lt;i&gt;I was starving crazy.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly thinking, i never really been that close with my mother's side. So things were not just little awkward. It was helluva awkward day. I'm not not anti-social; I'll just start talking when you talk to me. :) It's like that. Besides, not like I'll always be there.. right? So yeah, did i mention i have a baby cousin. 2 years-old this year. 12 YEAR AGE DIFFERENCE. HAHA. BUT HE'S DAMN ADORABLE. I know all babies are cute la, but please i've seen some ugly babies before and my cousin IS 8DDDDD OMGYAYHISOCUTEADORABLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some unknown reason i have no idea why, but he just reminds me of onew. Screw me, i know but really! He's cheeks and eyes. Especially when he smiles. JUNYUAN, PLEASE BECOME A HANDSOME LITTLE BOY WHEN YOU GROW UP SO I CAN BOAST TO ALL MY FRIENDS &gt;D I'LL PAY FOR YOUR CLOTHES TOO WHEN YOU TURN 13. I PROMISE. 8D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know during the dinner my aunt (his mom) was like, "葱叫什么?" Then he was like, "Un-eon (Onion)" 8DD kdfj;aklsdfja;skl. Smart little (baby) boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1137583305630926754?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1137583305630926754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1137583305630926754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1137583305630926754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1137583305630926754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/running-up-that-hill.html' title='Running Up That Hill'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3jnio5KPVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bElv9U7I85w/s72-c/tumblr_ku6goemoxp1qzm55po1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3615006164682944655</id><published>2010-02-12T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:10:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once or never,</title><content type='html'>CNY. CNY. CNY. CNY. VALENTINE. VALENTINE. VALENTINE. TOTAL DEFENCE. &lt;div&gt;That was what today was about. Yeah, I &lt;b&gt;DID NOT&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;want to go to school. If i could, i would spend the rest of my morning at home; sleeping. But ugh damn damn. I thought since there was a class party and Zueol performing for the chinese new year thing so i chincai luh, go to school. BUT WHO KNEW, WTF. Party = Cancelled. Performance = Gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end it was some random talk by some random Colonel. Stupid right, I fell asleep as in literally. Yes, and it was DAMN uncomfortable position where my back was aching like mad when i woke up. I think i was half conscious then 'cause &lt;i&gt;i knew&lt;/i&gt; i was asleeping but i can still hear that guy talking. But obviously i didn't know about what la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some unlucky rilfe girls had training that day, too bad ~ Went up to the range for a while to visit. Saw some seniors 8D Bryan, Lijing etc etc came back. Yay(?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-3615006164682944655?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3615006164682944655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3615006164682944655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3615006164682944655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3615006164682944655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/once-or-never.html' title='Once or never,'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-38731586490139136</id><published>2010-02-12T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:14:17.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>One of those days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3Z7YV1gBrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/H7esR0fGfug/s1600-h/1263094655522730.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3Z7YV1gBrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/H7esR0fGfug/s400/1263094655522730.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437669258205071026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-38731586490139136?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/38731586490139136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=38731586490139136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/38731586490139136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/38731586490139136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S3Z7YV1gBrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/H7esR0fGfug/s72-c/1263094655522730.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2465328890988951042</id><published>2010-02-11T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:03:23.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like blogging today so i'll just post tweets from yesterday and today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I see this p3 little boy having his own iphone. Suddenly, i feel very.. out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8875230853" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Tue Feb 09 23:04:54 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;7:04 AM Feb 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);  font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I can't stand people who stop so abruptly in front of me. Like hello la, decide if you want to walk or not la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8890486142" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 05:59:47 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;1:59 PM Feb 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Done with filming with Bhavna and Su En + Arabelle. Done with dinner with them. Thanks the little treat Bhavna. And gosh, i'm sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 11:10:31 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8897394989" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;7:10 PM Feb 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8897394989" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/OhJustLikeMe" class="tweet-url screen-name" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(191, 18, 56); "&gt;OhJustLikeMe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="actions" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: absolute; right: 10px; top: 8px; line-height: 1.25em; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_8901971478" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(191, 18, 56); background-image: url(http://s.twimg.com/a/1265999168/images/sprite-icons.png); width: 15px; height: 15px; display: block; cursor: pointer; visibility: hidden; background-position: -32px 0px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I try to go to sleep, oh look.. New tweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23OhJustLikeMe" title="#OhJustLikeMe" class="tweet-url hashtag" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(191, 18, 56); "&gt;#OhJustLikeMe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/OhJustLikeMe/status/8901971478" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 13:53:54 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; 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padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block;  color: rgb(153, 153, 153); height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="shared-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 370px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Retweeted by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tchoke" class="screen-name timestamp-title you" data="{time:&amp;quot;Wed Feb 10 14:23:10 +0000 2010&amp;quot;}" title="2 days ago" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(191, 18, 56); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I am attracted to anything that glows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8903578535" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 14:38:06 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;10:38 PM Feb 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I want to sleep, but then again i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8907629955" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 16:19:20 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;12:19 AM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I hate school. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8922678896" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 22:44:01 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;6:44 AM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Walao, why always late one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8922932270" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Wed Feb 10 22:50:29 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;6:50 AM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I keep telling myself that i will sleep early today. But once i'm on the computer.. There's no stopping me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23ohjustlikeme" title="#ohjustlikeme" class="tweet-url hashtag" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(191, 18, 56); "&gt;#ohjustlikeme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Wah, chinese teacher racist sia LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8929650271" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Thu Feb 11 01:36:09 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;9:36 AM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;OMG CAN'T WAIT FOR MY SKATEBOARD. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8952506656" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Thu Feb 11 07:58:36 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;3:58 PM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I feel like having some subway, or cookies.. But, damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8952550097" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Thu Feb 11 08:00:26 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;4:00 PM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;gladlyCast SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I tweet all sorts of random thoughts when i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; height: auto; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/tchoke/status/8952573708" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Thu Feb 11 08:01:23 +0000 2010'}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;4:01 PM Feb 11th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;from &lt;a href="http://gladlycast.com/" rel="nofollow" style="margin-top: 0px; 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Lantern making. Sigh, too bad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, anyway i had this really bad headache in class today after recess. Wouldn't go away and it was seriously &lt;i&gt;killing me&lt;/i&gt;. What made it was was this particular EXP teacher of mine. *ahem. I should have went like, "Oi what oi la. -_-" Ridiculous. And i can't stand weak girls, like really. &lt;b&gt;It is why the women population is being looked down on.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abel came to 'coach' us for shooting that they. Okay la, fun?? I learnt, don't make useless bets. STOP WASTING YOUR MONEY MIKI. YOU STILL HAVE A SKATEBOARD TO BUY. And did you notice, today's 90210. That show. I wouldn't really notice the date until Dhany told me. HHAHA. Cool right, i know. Other than Suanzee trying to pull out Abel's leg hair, Abel saying that he uses tonics on them every night. Weiyu totally diggs Abel and, OH GOD I'M TIRED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know it the bus, there was this guy who bought chicken wings and the smell was absolutely ~*~heavenly~*~. Wah, cannot tahan. I haven't eaten anything much that day and i sit beside this random guy with bbq chicken wings. D: &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/6250299250931725465-5391601847668727437?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5391601847668727437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5391601847668727437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5391601847668727437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5391601847668727437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/09210.html' title='09210!'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-720545001519579684</id><published>2010-02-08T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:47:10.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORD OF THE DAY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;TANGTOP.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Geraint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-720545001519579684?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/720545001519579684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=720545001519579684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/720545001519579684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/720545001519579684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/word-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3294143004096813391</id><published>2010-02-08T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:55:41.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favouritism counts as well</title><content type='html'>I used to love sundays but now.. It's like some countdown to the start of another week. So yeah, went out with my aunt and Anees to compass point to do some CNY shopping. But i can't find anything i particularly wanted so boo. &lt;s&gt;My aunt had bad bad &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; sense shirts.&lt;/s&gt; But seriously. o_o&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compass point was emptier like no other, empty as in.. boring. So later we all took this crazy long bus ride from sengkang all the way to amkhub. Wah, stupid. Should have just gone straight there in the first place. But i saw this very my-cup-of-tea guy and when i walked closer.. oh. You're female. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIDN'T GET ANYTHING. SO IT WAS A WASTED TRIP. But i feel so proud of myself, i finished all my homework ('cept for art..). AND SHIT, it's 5 minutes to 1. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME. TO. CRASH.&lt;/b&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/6250299250931725465-3294143004096813391?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3294143004096813391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3294143004096813391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3294143004096813391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3294143004096813391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/favouritism-counts-as-well.html' title='favouritism counts as well'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2405647829345527960</id><published>2010-02-06T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:28:43.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHUGHGRUNFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S21835Ut8EI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8EYEBgSEEsM/s1600-h/distractions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S21835Ut8EI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8EYEBgSEEsM/s400/distractions.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435137625028423746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got bored and subconsciously started dodling and doodling and when realised it, i drew all over my chinese homework. Great, now i have to redo it all over again. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished i would stop switching off my alarm and then go back to sleep every morning. Because of that annoying habit, i'm &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; late. Like today. Late for monthly. Sigh. I even tried to take a cab there, but wah damn annoyed. For 20 minutes, i missed the first bus to catch the cab and every single one of those taxi drivers didn't stop. Seriously, stop putting your status on "Busy" and start doing your work! &gt;/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Zuoel on the way, Abel was apparently already there. His our "coach". NO COMMENTS HAHAH. I saw Joleen while i was walking in. HAHA, she seems like a little kid to me (even though i'm &lt;i&gt;much &lt;/i&gt;younger) LOL, when i went in to draw out my pistol she picked up my bag (which i just threw on the floor) and then fished out my psp. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shot like shit. shit. shit. shit. SIGH. I was like down and fkj;adfkljsd. LOL. Thanks gladys for trying to cheer me up? Hahah. After that, i went for lunch with Yifang. SUCKS HAVING NOT ENOUGH MONEY SERIOUSLY. I WANT TO EAT SEOUL GARDEN. ARGH. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked a little at yishun before i bused back home. I WAS A GOOD KID TODA, I DID MY HOMEWORK. Well, half of it at least. &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/6250299250931725465-2405647829345527960?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2405647829345527960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2405647829345527960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2405647829345527960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2405647829345527960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/arghughgrunff.html' title='ARGHUGHGRUNFF'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S21835Ut8EI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8EYEBgSEEsM/s72-c/distractions.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2075602728165040689</id><published>2010-02-04T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:02:14.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Long wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rXwBmGyMRo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=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/9rXwBmGyMRo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In life you win some, you lose some. Right now, i feel like winning myself an awesome skateboard. LOL.&lt;/b&gt; Right anyway, last night i have no idea why but i had a &lt;s&gt;nightmare&lt;/s&gt; dream about council. Shit, now it's even taking over my sleep. Psht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, kk. Had a pretty average day, nothing too outstanding happened in class or anything. It was just.. sleepy. I spent all my annoyance to Raiwin and Ravin. So yeah, i've got none left to keep myself awake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remedial after school. Whatever that went in then.. I have no idea what it was anymore. o____o I stole Ms Neo's hello-panda-like snack. :B It was her 'lunch'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-2075602728165040689?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2075602728165040689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2075602728165040689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2075602728165040689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2075602728165040689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-wait.html' title='Long wait'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7985145938309433571</id><published>2010-02-03T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:40:28.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh oh oh oh!</title><content type='html'>I want to talk about something. I want to talk about my name. (You there, don't judge me and let me do it). LOL. I find it damn funny that last time, i was so sensitive when people called me Charwin. But now ah, it's like.. water. But funny lor. Got an easier two syllable, 4 lettered name to call why always Charwin? K LA, I SUDDENLY DAMN BORED TO TALK ABOUT THIS AHAHAH. &lt;b&gt;I am not bothered by name issues anymore. I am not bothered by name issues anymore. I am not being sarcastic. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K right, I (L)(L)(L) today's p.e. Finally, something that was not going to kill me like shooting's p.t. WE PLAYED CAPTAIN'S BALL. YAY. Sakaanaa's good. &gt;B Hehe. But so sad, the time for each game got shorter and shorterrrr. Tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, was &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. At the canteen with Arabelle, Qijin, Jermaine and Miranthi. Truth or truth. This or That. Qijin so straightforward (like me yay!). HAHA. Later played frisbee. I know i suck at it la, first time ever actually holding a real frisbee, not those primary school fake soft kind. :( Johan show off. Flaunting his 'skillz' to everyone. But yah luh, i admit he's good. Psht. ANYWAY, I WANT TO PLAY AGAIN. CAUSE I DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO SEE MY NOOB SKILLS NEXT TIME HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7985145938309433571?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7985145938309433571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7985145938309433571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7985145938309433571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7985145938309433571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-oh-oh-oh.html' title='Oh oh oh oh!'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2459609866452434542</id><published>2010-02-02T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:04:21.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g-k2dxZfI/AAAAAAAAAYU/T6ouhoQ6klk/s1600-h/1246054957436254.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g-k2dxZfI/AAAAAAAAAYU/T6ouhoQ6klk/s400/1246054957436254.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433661753239102962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I wished I knew what you were thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-2459609866452434542?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2459609866452434542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2459609866452434542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2459609866452434542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2459609866452434542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wished-i-knew-what-you-were-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g-k2dxZfI/AAAAAAAAAYU/T6ouhoQ6klk/s72-c/1246054957436254.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5061892645634496881</id><published>2010-02-02T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:01:44.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g5ctWn2aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/T3SdPVO9_no/s1600-h/nokia-7705-twist-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g5ctWn2aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/T3SdPVO9_no/s400/nokia-7705-twist-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433656115796105634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did i mention that i'm still using the same phone for almost more than 4 years? I lost my new phone so there, shit on me.  AND AND AND AND THIS SO HAPPENS TO BE THE MOST "&lt;b&gt;8D&lt;/b&gt;" PHONE I'VE TAKEN LIKING SO FAR OTHER THAN THE (ohsocommon) IPHONE. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/cell-phones/nokia-7705-twist-verizon/4507-6454_7-33770830.html?tag=mncolBtm;rnav"&gt;Review.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i can't find it anywhere yet in SG! Ugh ugh. And i just noticed that Gladys' new phone is also a Nokia 7705. But hmph, mine would be chio-er than hers! HAHAH. 8D If you can find this phone &lt;b&gt;tell me please&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5061892645634496881?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5061892645634496881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5061892645634496881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5061892645634496881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5061892645634496881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby.html' title='Baby!'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2g5ctWn2aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/T3SdPVO9_no/s72-c/nokia-7705-twist-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5347335527926124204</id><published>2010-02-02T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:39:23.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! No?! Okay!</title><content type='html'>Interview today! At first i wasn't nervous, then it really hit me. For a moment before i went in, my legs were a little jellish. Midway through the interview itself, i didn't feel anything but i just wanted to leave the room like "-______-" Cause it got boring. LOL. BUT WHEN IT WAS OVER I WAS LIKE, "&lt;b&gt;YESSSSS, YAY.&lt;/b&gt;" Jumping out and idontknow it felt as if someone threw this boulder on me twice, before and after the interview. Gosh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone that wished me lucked as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the range after that. Sigh. I just realised how stressed i'm going to be next time if i really am becoming a councilor. :/ Crud. Lack of motivation to make myself do homework. Unless homework is like a copy paste thing from wikipedia. That's a different story. LOL. Anyway, still on probation for another 2 weeks? No ankle socks, no more fringe, no more side fringe (is that what it's called?), no more profanation. It's going to be a hell of a long two weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i was saying, i went for shooting. Geraint came to visit us, finally. Doubt he'll be returning anytime soon either. It was damn boring today (maybe because Geraint came LOL!), so i on my psp for most of the time or poking the juniors with this long bamboo-like stick thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just me or did i noticed the world spinning faster, a month's already gone and another 11 more to go. Why? Why? &lt;i&gt;Why? &lt;/i&gt;020210. //Gone to finish homework and off to crash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5347335527926124204?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5347335527926124204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5347335527926124204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5347335527926124204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5347335527926124204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes-no-okay.html' title='Yes! No?! Okay!'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-94823213909610023</id><published>2010-02-01T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:04:58.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2bj67_zv9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5E3Rwnr8W1M/s1600-h/tumblr_kuh5g7jrwR1qzm55po1_400.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2bj67_zv9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5E3Rwnr8W1M/s400/tumblr_kuh5g7jrwR1qzm55po1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433280602146324434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-94823213909610023?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/94823213909610023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=94823213909610023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/94823213909610023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/94823213909610023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2bj67_zv9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5E3Rwnr8W1M/s72-c/tumblr_kuh5g7jrwR1qzm55po1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3701790699306778627</id><published>2010-02-01T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:29:09.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonds.</title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaack and tired. I hate how i have to rush things on Mondays. Psht. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, Maths quiz and a History test today. Sigh. Made Kebabs for home econs and god, it tasted disgusting. At first it was like, "OH, NICE LEH/ NOT BAD YOU KNOW." But then.. =_= The midget gang really enjoys trying to irritate Arabelle and I, but cannot luh. ALL TOO LITTLE-BOY-LIKE ALR. HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after school, walked to j8 with Arabelle, Carina, Anna Belle and Joey. I have this lazy habit of not tying my shoelaces once their out. Really, damn lazy. Met up with Serene at j8. She wanted to but a mouse? lulz. Liyan like some grandmother like that, take her sweet time to come over. Went to amkhub (for the 10 000 times). AND I WAS DAMN HUNGRY BUT THE BOTH OF THEM (Serene and Arabelle) ALL DON'T WANT TO EAT WITH ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, tried to throw my lollipop stick into Arabelle's bag when she didn't notice. Failed attempts. Sigh. As you all know already, amkhub really has nothing and so we just.. &lt;i&gt;walked &lt;/i&gt;to our heart's content. (D8, can die.) Went to Mos Burger. Eh, i damn nice. HAHAH. I tutored Serene.. for 5 minutes and she did my Chinese homework for me LOL. 8D 8D 8D 8D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OKAY, INTERVIEW TOMORROW AND A LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE PRONOUNCING MY NAME, I HAVE NO IDEA WAI. &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/6250299250931725465-3701790699306778627?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3701790699306778627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3701790699306778627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3701790699306778627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3701790699306778627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/02/bonds.html' title='Bonds.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4234042790857565609</id><published>2010-02-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:05:58.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARILYN.♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARILYN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a year since we went to seperate schools alr. Although we don't talk as much as we used to, i want to let you know that i still love you as a friend and yes i hope we can meet up soon some time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K NO MORE MUSH FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR. HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4234042790857565609?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4234042790857565609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4234042790857565609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4234042790857565609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4234042790857565609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-marilyn.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARILYN.♥'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3847039603192435717</id><published>2010-01-31T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:04:32.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Pills.</title><content type='html'>Agenda. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chinese Compo.. (fml)&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Exercise 2A &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Art: 1, 2. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;History Worksheet (finish &amp;amp; file) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Econs Project. (Mindmaping, shit) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;History Test tomorrow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maths Quiz tomorrow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so many things going on, i can't keep up. I wished maybe one day, everything could just stop. &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/6250299250931725465-3847039603192435717?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3847039603192435717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3847039603192435717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3847039603192435717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3847039603192435717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleeping-pills.html' title='Sleeping Pills.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8743668622587103342</id><published>2010-01-31T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:44:32.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Held up so high</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2UOXph5KXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BcwCHfyAiPE/s1600-h/tumblr_kuo0wcHzar1qzirodo1_400_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2UOXph5KXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BcwCHfyAiPE/s400/tumblr_kuo0wcHzar1qzirodo1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432764324940163442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back not long ago from kite-flying with my uncle. I should have brought my camera along cause it looked damn cool in the sky. I take some pictures for you guys to see next time, promise. :B Hehe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yesterday Greenridge shoot at bukit gombak.. &amp;amp; I suddenly realised that "batok" sounds weird.. Woke up at 6.30 in the morning, like every other school day. Some weekend that was. Damn tired till i can't tell which was left or right. My left eye a little swollen (must be from liyan, tsk) sigh. Brought the juniors along as well, deja vu? Aiya, whatever la. I need new headphones if not i'm forever music-less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my last shot, when i brought it back i couldn't find my shot. So i zoomed my head into the card and Joleen saw then she said that when she saw that she started laughing 'cause i looked damn stupid. LOL. Maybe uh, old with bad vision. What to do. Hahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MY MOM SAID SHE WOULD GET ME A SKATEBOARD 8D YAYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but but but but, my aunt said i couldn't keep it in her house wtf?! "&lt;i&gt;Will ruin her fengshui&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Psht, like i'd care about fengshui. I bet it's some random excuse so i won't play it in the house. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-8743668622587103342?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8743668622587103342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8743668622587103342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8743668622587103342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8743668622587103342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/held-up-so-high.html' title='Held up so high'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S2UOXph5KXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BcwCHfyAiPE/s72-c/tumblr_kuo0wcHzar1qzirodo1_400_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7267481246516746701</id><published>2010-01-28T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:59:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't lie to me.</title><content type='html'>I can't really remember much about yesterday 'cept that after school, i all of a sudden planned to meet up with Serene on a very short notice and that i saw Bjorn, Suanzee and the koreans at amkhub. :B Then this korean girl, came and wave like &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;whoa&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Hyper. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;LIKE ME. And Suanzee saying i was her dongseng. LOL. K, then i stalked them for a little while or at least &lt;/span&gt;tried &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;pretty hard&lt;/s&gt; to. I now owe Serene $7.40 and her stupid belt +++ dog tags. :B Hehe. &lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; omg i wanna know Lee Hooje.&lt;/s&gt; *Ignores..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay, anyway today was pretty good i guess. If you exclude the part where after remedial, i loner walk around j8 and amkhub. Sigh. :/ Ravin and Raiwin being crazy asses, I like Joey's koko krunch, I want to do a no comply when i get a skateboard, and holy shit bsb needs a US version like.. &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English test got postponed once again. Mr Tay came to relief us /JOY. Science test was shit, cause I don't open my eyes when i do stuff. And straight after i'm done, i fell asleep on my table. Pearly saw me when she collecting my paper and all i could do was give her still blur/stone stare and go back to sleep. And fine, maybe i drooled a little and ended up with a runny nose. ~ &gt;_&gt; OKAY LA, I DROOLED QUITE A LOT. PSHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks ah Marilyn, it wasn't so bad when i listened to it yesterday. Now it's liek in my head and it won't come out. &lt;i&gt;"Jeone aldeon naega nanya brand new sound~" &lt;/i&gt;Tsk. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7267481246516746701?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7267481246516746701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7267481246516746701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7267481246516746701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7267481246516746701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-cant-lie-to-me.html' title='You can&apos;t lie to me.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7787471389876232280</id><published>2010-01-27T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:28:14.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel damn tired to blog recently but all i know right now, is i'm not getting enough sleep and i wake up grumpy in the morning. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-7787471389876232280?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7787471389876232280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7787471389876232280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7787471389876232280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7787471389876232280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreamland.html' title='Dreamland'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-166464772348990024</id><published>2010-01-25T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:13:15.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S12YtSenygI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dWLe6Gnq5Ok/s1600-h/1248063732340618.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S12YtSenygI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dWLe6Gnq5Ok/s400/1248063732340618.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430664629500496386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes when you loose sight of something, it's always alright to get it back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&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/6250299250931725465-166464772348990024?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/166464772348990024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=166464772348990024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/166464772348990024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/166464772348990024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/blinded.html' title='Blinded'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S12YtSenygI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dWLe6Gnq5Ok/s72-c/1248063732340618.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1344218817966471965</id><published>2010-01-24T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:49:25.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>-Receives box of candies from grandpa-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anees&lt;/b&gt;: .... Actually ah, i win those candies from a lucky draw one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miki&lt;/b&gt;: Uh huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anees&lt;/b&gt;: Those are mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt;: What la you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anees&lt;/b&gt;: If i never gave them to my mom, my mom won't give them to grandpa and he won't give them to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miki&lt;/b&gt;: -,- You want ah? Say la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, so he told a long grandmother story to get some candies. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my stationeries have been going missing recently. Until i find that little twit that stole my stuff, i have wasted about $10 plus plus. Waste of money. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1344218817966471965?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1344218817966471965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1344218817966471965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1344218817966471965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1344218817966471965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-401646101862405745</id><published>2010-01-24T17:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:23:38.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>False and Homosexual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WORD OF THE DAY:DICKSNEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;invented by the 'oh-so-awesome' miki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quoted from Serene's blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi, i want to clear up something. I am not some perverted girl turned horny when i said that, i just happened to want to say "Kingdom Hearts" but just did so when i said Disney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2pm i felt bored at all so yeah, i thought about going out to study with Serene. But of course, our supposed "&lt;i&gt;study date&lt;/i&gt;" was pretty failz and i carried dead weight around. Went to Macs, she and her unreasonable bets. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amk hub is damn boring once you're there over and over again. No more fun, and we started debating about stupid people and dumb people. Stupidity! (Serene = dumb &amp;amp; I =stupid). Because right stupid people can become smart, whereas *ahem dumb people no hope. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at later she wanna act act, walk away say want to report to police that i stole her phone. She waaaaalk far far then i think, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hmph, she think i will go after her is it. Die die, won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" Then i ran off in the other direction. The only reason why she was still there was cause i was holding onto her phone. STUPID. &lt;b&gt;My gain, her loss&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was still walking around looking for me, i went to the toilet for a quite and i took out my first layer of shirt. LOL. Even when i was right in front of her, she didn't notice.FAIL FAIL FAIL. And then i remembered that she without her specs, a bit blind one. So i nice luh, gave up. THUS OUR GAME OF SHOPPING MALL HIDE AND SEEK CAME TO AN END. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to the food court and had our chicken and ice kachang for dinner. So yes, fail study date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-401646101862405745?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/401646101862405745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=401646101862405745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/401646101862405745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/401646101862405745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/false-and-homosexual.html' title='False and Homosexual.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2186918061526661331</id><published>2010-01-22T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:49:37.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1wXCUMbG-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7b5v9c0qQro/s1600-h/125451082773444.jpeg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1wXCUMbG-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7b5v9c0qQro/s400/125451082773444.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430240579249970146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Worn out. Hopeful. Rested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-2186918061526661331?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2186918061526661331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2186918061526661331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2186918061526661331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2186918061526661331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1wXCUMbG-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7b5v9c0qQro/s72-c/125451082773444.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4135976906521396194</id><published>2010-01-22T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:48:58.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure.</title><content type='html'>Today was the best-est day of the week so far. Of both weeks actually. Well, the start in the morning was a little dull but after school is &lt;b&gt;boomz&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During shooting, pure p.t. At first Junhui wanted to continue this introduction thing from the first training which was a failure. Quite stupid, since we all have no idea what to say in the beginning. Sec 1s a little unresponsive, sec 2s won't shut up. So, yeah. Balanced? LOL. Other than Xing Tang cussing to his phone out loud from time to time when it ended, Zuoel not happy cause he didn't get a chance to introduce himself. HAHAA, he has his dialect accent. Oh yes, when JH wanted to introduce himself, he &lt;i&gt;tried &lt;/i&gt;to get help from us so when he asked who was he, he can feel good when people shout his name. Sigh. Super fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;JH: Who am i?! *stick out arm to sec 2s*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-inserts silence-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He actually did it again and once again, *silence*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.T. was pretty normal until Junhui decided to squeeze us all in front of the gym and toilets at the stairs. "&lt;i&gt;Shady."&lt;/i&gt; Everything was &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; normal until he made us run up and down the spiral stairs. And i like lunges 8) Even though my thighs are cramped really badly right now. :B heh, jealous of my long legs right. HAH. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Dhany and I planned to eat out. But got delayed(?) cause we all decided to play volleyball. I damn fail with the ball, whenever i serve a hit then i'll go like "&lt;i&gt;O&lt;/i&gt;uch!". It's damn painful just so you know. Debbie and I then mixed basketball, soccer, volley and fetch all into one game. Damn ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skarly, XT came over and played basketball with us. Eh, half the time he was in insulting us. I swear. K, fine i &lt;s&gt;don't want to&lt;/s&gt; admit he's pretty good luh. Pshttttttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after that, i was lying in the middle of the parade square with my shoes off (i was drying my shoes k). Mr Lai walked passed and i thought that i had suddenly cracked or something, several people thought i was crazy. But it was so peaceful, i couldn't help it. Later i even ran around the parade square barefooted, with the koreans and some graduated seniors(?) there to witness my stupidity and my amazingly unglam voice at 6.30pm in the evening. How nice. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best day of the week, thanks everyone who made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4135976906521396194?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4135976906521396194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4135976906521396194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4135976906521396194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4135976906521396194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/closure.html' title='Closure.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3929214259043559006</id><published>2010-01-21T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:56:34.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unamused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1hA5J7XCMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AtMDjZg9R6k/s1600-h/tumblr_kvb9j8k89q1qa2nsho1_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1hA5J7XCMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AtMDjZg9R6k/s400/tumblr_kvb9j8k89q1qa2nsho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429160701456746690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel super bored if i'm not listening to music in the bus. But my earphones died, and until idontknow when, i won't be getting a new one. (&lt;i&gt;Hopefully my angbao money will be enough to cover a skateboard and new headphones..&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, i want Ms Pan to continue teaching us. After GN came, i started feeling a whole lot more worried for my maths. Cause wtf la, she talks to me as if i'm a had always been a failure in maths. &gt;| Especially today lor. &lt;b&gt;Dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So, hi. I'm looking for people whom are free to tutor me maths.. probably until she's gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I was &lt;i&gt;really really&lt;/i&gt; looking forward to the photo shoot thing today, till i found it shooting wasn't going. It's like shooting got exiled or something la, what the shit. The other CCAs are going outdoors for a photo shoot, whereas shooting only gets the school range? :/ &lt;b&gt;Dissatisfaction.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The year started out alright, but now it just feels screwed with all these unnecessary pressure. No pity. No silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-3929214259043559006?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3929214259043559006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3929214259043559006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3929214259043559006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3929214259043559006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/unamused.html' title='Unamused.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1hA5J7XCMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AtMDjZg9R6k/s72-c/tumblr_kvb9j8k89q1qa2nsho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7919385340783713087</id><published>2010-01-20T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:12:57.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig a deep hole</title><content type='html'>1. Lower Sec Assembly, i remembered to wear uniform,&lt;div&gt;2. I forgot to bring P.E. attire tho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Detention during recess, wrote lines. -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Aesthetic was as shitty as can always be, come on bring on the real drums! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. LSF is still using monetary punishment. :) &lt;i&gt;You're gonna get sued.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Had maths class test. (&amp;amp; Mr Diaz isn't bad) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I couldn't find Mr Lau. Why is he not there when we need him?! &gt;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.I finally fiished 1/3 of my art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Decorating the class board is fun. 8D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I am evil. I know i know, sorry. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Tired and fell asleep in the bus again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHOTOSHOOT TOMORROW. I think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7919385340783713087?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7919385340783713087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7919385340783713087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7919385340783713087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7919385340783713087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/dig-deep-hole.html' title='Dig a deep hole'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3002416253109318800</id><published>2010-01-19T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:51:44.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally out of reach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1XG8NMlhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/-OKcLTSiL34/s1600-h/tumblr_kttk90vDKx1qzm55po1_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&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/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1XG8NMlhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/-OKcLTSiL34/s400/tumblr_kttk90vDKx1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463663501903634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really busy as usual. I now have 3 pieces of art that i need to hand up. Great. :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Questions, Maths Exercise 1F. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese workbook, chapter 1 and 3. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H.E. Workbook, pages ????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H.E. Project worksheet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Art pieces 1, 2 &amp;amp; 3. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English Vocab words list. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maths class test tomorrow. (-_____-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, i see already i feel damn fdklsfj;askld. And i still have to make time for training. Crud. Oh anyway, had CL compo test. Sucks, my primary school level of chinese. And omg, i finally managed to get the stupid logo thing printed.. after 2 weeks. COMPUTER LAB, WHY FAIL ME NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My supposedly "favourite" junior can't remember me anymore?! /&lt;b&gt;Rejected&lt;/b&gt;. *woo. Oh, told you our presentation is gonna pwn everyone of yours. I thought it went pretty damn well. Short, simple and easy to understand. Heh. Yes, worth the marks. Sorry i couldn't help with the spear thing tho. :( I want to play with paint too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATHS IS ONCE AGAIN... New concept, failure, failure. And hah, screw you i didn't go for the remedial thing. It's not like i don't know how to do it luh, i was just.. hungover the night before the quiz?! LOLL, kidding kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shooting was pretty alright. 'Cept for the fact that &lt;i&gt;some two idiots&lt;/i&gt; tried to be funny by going "&lt;i&gt;Ooooh"&lt;/i&gt; while i was trying to be fierce with the sec 1s. Zzz.. i thought we had this conversation before. Wtf. -,- Later coach tompang us to J8, treated us to bubble tea and bought us tissue paper(?!!) Walked around with Dhany till 7 plus. :B So fun, somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND NOW I'M RIGHT HERE, 10.40 IN THE NIGHT, NOT DOING THE STUFF I'M SUPPOSE TO DO. A'rite, time to crash. &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/6250299250931725465-3002416253109318800?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3002416253109318800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3002416253109318800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3002416253109318800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3002416253109318800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/totally-out-of-reach.html' title='Totally out of reach.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1XG8NMlhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/-OKcLTSiL34/s72-c/tumblr_kttk90vDKx1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8321816809440619859</id><published>2010-01-18T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:14:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood again.</title><content type='html'>I think everyone's having a bad day. Yeah, everyone seems more agitated than usual. Monday blues? That's gotta be it. Well, to start off i'm 2 weeks behind my art homework. And i have 2 pieces to finish up. /&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;urned off&lt;/b&gt;.  And thanks Jermaine for willing to help me print the logos thing since the computer labs have failed me to badly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i now find it funny how i managed to fail my maths pop quiz by forgetting to put stuff here and there. Serves me right, going straight to sleep after finishing the quiz. Great, i earned myself remedial class tomorrow which i honestly, don't really need. Ms Neo, i don't want to do remedial~ I haven't done it since p6?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there were various other reasons as well, some i don't wanna really broach. Hm, must be karma. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, while walking to j8 with the clique. It's was just stupidity man, laughing like some woodbridge escapee. Bet the seniors walking by were all O_O/&gt;_&gt;/-_-/o-o. HAHAHA. And omg, &lt;b&gt;STOP SPENDING YOUR MONEY MIKI. YOU'RE BROKE. SO STOP IT.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Vampire's Assistant is out. I want to watch it! WOOHOO, time to free a day of my schedule. &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/6250299250931725465-8321816809440619859?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8321816809440619859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8321816809440619859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8321816809440619859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8321816809440619859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/misunderstood-again.html' title='Misunderstood again.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2430120807201919642</id><published>2010-01-17T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:38:10.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood</title><content type='html'>Ugh, homework! I hate how i go onto blogger and the first thing that pops into my head is, "&lt;b&gt;homework&lt;/b&gt;". I'm ruining my blogging career man. K anyways, one word for today. &lt;i&gt;Boring&lt;/i&gt;. A few more hours till another long week with.. a lot.. of stuff. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunt's outside watching some malay horror movie, and i can hear all the drama from the tv outside. (And i wish i didn't, cause the sounds give me visuals). And i am &lt;i&gt;so so so so &lt;/i&gt;tired right now. Unlike &lt;i&gt;a certain &lt;/i&gt;someone i'm webcaming with. And what act tired. Ass, more anyhow than Serene. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND DID I ALREADY MENTION HOW MUCH I WANT A SKATEBOARD? Okay, Miki shut up! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-2430120807201919642?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2430120807201919642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2430120807201919642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2430120807201919642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2430120807201919642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/misunderstood.html' title='Misunderstood'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2015392522149923313</id><published>2010-01-17T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:14:39.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Dive.</title><content type='html'>Training at school for the sec 1s, i wanted to relive those days i once had so i kinda tagged along. But i arrived 30 minutes late. LOL. Doesn't matter. The sec 1s &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; need to work on their pt like whoa. I finally understand why my seniors pushed us with the pt and all now. :( Not easy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did real bad in the monthly shoot. Tsk. I ain't satisfied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AND HMPH, I DON'T CARE I AM GOING TO USE ANGBAO MONEY TO BUY MYSELF A SKATEBORD THIS YEAR. &lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-2015392522149923313?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2015392522149923313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2015392522149923313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2015392522149923313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2015392522149923313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-dive.html' title='Deep Dive.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6541746821741659184</id><published>2010-01-15T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:10:37.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opened floors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh god, yes. Last day of the week. And ahem, i am wondering &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; this particular junior who i like ohso much right, didn't come for the shooting trials. D: Tsk. Go up the range, and then never go in and shoot. Zzzz. :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally. IT'S HERE IT'S HERE. It's been a month already huh. Anyways, after chapel. I met up with Serene at amk station. On the platform to yishun. AND HOLY SHIT, I TELL YOU. WHEN I FINALLY SAW HER RIGHT. I CAN'T SHUT UP FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT. I swear, it was going on and on and on and on. Hell, i was bombarding her with my life stories. LOL. I think she suffered. (I don't like msn. It's lacks your voice expression and it's troublesome.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the whole place before i remembered Seoul Garden was actually on the 3rd floor. So weird, going there for the first time and we didn't really take much. Compared to the rest of the people there. THEN AH SOMEONE, KNOW SHE CANNOT EAT SO MUCH ANYHOW GO TAKE ONE SHOT SO BIG PORTION. Terrible ah D: HAHAHAH. We both ate pretttty much. 8D I CAN'T WAIT TO BACK THERE AGAIN. (Next time, i'll remember not to eat during recess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When Serene can't finish the meat, she tried hiding it in the corner of the grill thing. (WAH, TERRIBLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I poured soup on the grill, causing some gross but cool reaction. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Serene grill her ice cream. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We played with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just went round and round yishun. We also gone into cotton on and tried on a few stuff. Didn't buy luh, try only. Oh, one thing. You know the changing room doors were locked, so we very kind-heartedly (left our first place in line and) went to ask the staff to get it unlocked. But ah, when we got back. Those stupid aunties (Yes, aunties.) Ignored us and we stood at the end of the line. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, Singaporeans these days. Don't even have the initiative to help people anymore. Instead stand there like idiotic statues. Serene and I are exceptional. *coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried studying at Macs, and it was damn hard. Firstly, cause we were fooling around and a lot of random stuff. And new theory from Serene. 070110 = OTOLLO. 060110 = OBOLLO. HAHAHAHAHA. MOST EPIC SHIT EVAR. Until around 6pm, that guy at MacDonald's kicked us out. "No studying period" of the day. -_- Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1HyEsYLURI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AI7mKAXE5Dw/s1600-h/Image014.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1HyEsYLURI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AI7mKAXE5Dw/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385188404121874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know i don't usually post photos with my face in it anywhere. But Serene's expression was &gt;D. Not everyday you'll see her giving this disgusted look. It was worth it. LOL. &lt;i&gt;I think&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/6250299250931725465-6541746821741659184?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6541746821741659184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6541746821741659184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6541746821741659184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6541746821741659184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/opened-floors.html' title='Opened floors'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S1HyEsYLURI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AI7mKAXE5Dw/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-429227117633862606</id><published>2010-01-13T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:03:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful but unknown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S03gfDS1pGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2dEO0qAc57w/s1600-h/tumblr_ktv1nufXta1qzm55po1_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S03gfDS1pGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2dEO0qAc57w/s400/tumblr_ktv1nufXta1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426239950116201570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, you know asian hair utensils like the chopstick thing i use are perfect natural hair curlers. Random, anyhow i came back injured from idontknow what. No seriously. &lt;b&gt;It really hurts. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't wake me up and then leave me alone, i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; go back to sleep naturally and pretend that nothing has happened. Like how i missed my bused today. Pretend it didn't even come by.. Never mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.E. = mad. It's worse than shooting's pt i think. Like hello i crunch until i have this sensation of a pole being stabbed into my back already. Still crunch what crunch D; Height and weight day. I haven't grown! D: I'm still 1.69m. 1 cm more to my desired height cause 1.70m sounds more complete. HAHAH. Asethetics is bull. And just so you know, teachers aren't suppose to use any form of monetary punishment or discipline. You'll get sued fyi. Big deal, i didn't bring a kitchen utensil. But i rather not bring it and &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; contribute to noise pollution. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh oh, i change my mind about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;DF&lt;/span&gt;. She's nice, i'll admit that. I'm sorry about that previous post. ~ But history is still boring. HAHA. Later after school, Liyan and I went to Arabelle's place for the LA project thing. Eh really lor, group works will confirm always end up like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motivation, distraction, distraction, motivated and finally distracted&lt;/b&gt; once again. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was fun, so yay. You guys better be ready for that surprise on whenever we're gonna present it to you. Hah, prepare for pwnage. LOL. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;OH YES. WALAO, YOU KNOW I FELL ASLEEP IN THE BUS UNTIL IT PASSED BY THE ALIGHTING BAY AND INTO WHERE ALL THE OTHER BUSES ARE. THE DRIVER DIDN'T NOTICE ME CAUSE I WAS SEATED AT THE SEAT DIRECTLY BEHIND HIS. I WASN'T FOUND UNTIL THE NEXT DRIVER CAME. LOL OMG SO FAIL LEH. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm gonna go crash now. &lt;i&gt;Bye!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-429227117633862606?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/429227117633862606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=429227117633862606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/429227117633862606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/429227117633862606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/painful-but-unknown.html' title='Painful but unknown.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S03gfDS1pGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2dEO0qAc57w/s72-c/tumblr_ktv1nufXta1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5560109194677684165</id><published>2010-01-12T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:58:22.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miki's awesome little corner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0yaqkhxgmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zU4y3tWOpAk/s1600-h/mikis-awesome-little-corner.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0yaqkhxgmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zU4y3tWOpAk/s400/mikis-awesome-little-corner.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425881707225121378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Remember about that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;dusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; i mentioned?&lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-5560109194677684165?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5560109194677684165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5560109194677684165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5560109194677684165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5560109194677684165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/click-to-enlarge-remember-about-that.html' title='Miki&apos;s awesome little corner!'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0yaqkhxgmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zU4y3tWOpAk/s72-c/mikis-awesome-little-corner.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5892456971296992480</id><published>2010-01-12T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:27:27.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find me that scene</title><content type='html'>Supposedly looking forward to this day, where the new sec 1s will trial shooting &lt;s&gt;and then i can start torturing them on saturday.&lt;/s&gt; *cough. You didn't see that. The table occupied like shit, no space. So went outside to do homework. (So sad right. Like kena rejected like that) And then after 10 minutes, i felt presences behind my back. The a group sec 1s gathered behind me to look at my homework?! Kaypo. So i stared at them.. /stares. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group of sec 1s: *backs off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miki's thought bubble: "&lt;i&gt;Did i scare them?! o-o&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Andrew to help me take care of my stuff (hmwk etc etc) while i went in, but but but later he just left it there in the rain. &lt;b&gt;Wah, thanks ah. D: &lt;/b&gt;You bathed my books for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;O&lt;/i&gt;kay, i went for dinner with Dhany and Gladys after shooting. I so nice, i treat Gladys subway. LOL. &gt;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5892456971296992480?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5892456971296992480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5892456971296992480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5892456971296992480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5892456971296992480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/find-me-that-scene.html' title='Find me that scene'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7418778919235894106</id><published>2010-01-11T18:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:34:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No pity. No shame. No silence.</title><content type='html'>Did i ever mention i react &lt;i&gt;very very&lt;/i&gt; strongly to cigarettes before? Well i do. Seriously, i can't stand it at all. It can be so bad that, i would immediately go take another shower or spray deodorant in my hair. (Yes, it was &lt;i&gt;that crazy&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;b&gt;IN MY HAIR&lt;/b&gt;. I tried not breathing and it was a near-death experience. I rather not kill myself over some weeds. D8 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i hate &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;DF&lt;/span&gt;. I don't care what she or you guys think about that and neither can you change my opinion of her. I can't stand her, nor her disgusting mole on her lip. BUT ON THE OTHER HAND. MS KRISTIE LOUISE. OMG. YAY, HAH. I HAVE A BRITISH TEACHER AND I (L) HER ACCENT. 8D Really lor, why most ang morhs' their personality so fun one.. compared to.. *shudders.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, some self-study during maths and H.E. was pretty fun, one way or another. Let's all play bomb again. :B Not just in council or orientation LOL. And damn, i love asian hair utensils. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shooting trials are tomorrow, i wanna see how good those tiny midgets can do. &gt;D K la, don't so bad. Midgets. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7418778919235894106?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7418778919235894106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7418778919235894106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7418778919235894106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7418778919235894106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-pity-no-shame-no-silence.html' title='No pity. No shame. No silence.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6067883751881824065</id><published>2010-01-10T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:56:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0ncSADcVuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/X5JCkMMuYF0/s1600-h/1253322084706630.jpeg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0ncSADcVuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/X5JCkMMuYF0/s400/1253322084706630.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425109427954669282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You can say i survived my first week back and that it was pretty darn awesome as well. But i guess i can't judge the rest of the year ahead. Have a nice few hours till the start of the next week. *yawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6067883751881824065?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6067883751881824065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6067883751881824065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6067883751881824065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6067883751881824065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/tarots.html' title='Tarots.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0ncSADcVuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/X5JCkMMuYF0/s72-c/1253322084706630.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7064486747572223362</id><published>2010-01-09T14:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:37:39.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After party, swing your body</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO. Finally the 3 days of sleep-deprivation and croaky voice is over. I just woke up from a wonderful sleep and i feel so ~peace~. But my throat hurts w/ a low sexy voice. LOL. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;. Although the beginning was pretty rough and all, i swear the after party was fucking awosjadkaemeaere. 8D Okay i'm lost and idk where to actually start! :B So let's see. CCA orientation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap, it was sorta like the thing i was looking forward the most. Hah, in your face. I'm superior now, idc i die die want to lead pt for the sec 1s this year &gt;D Anyway, before i headed to the shooting booth. I was at the council room playing TABOO. LOL. &lt;i&gt;It was kinda epic&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe i  should consider joining council for sure.. /innocent look. Later at the booth, Abel came as well. His eyes were red like #$%^&amp;amp;. (Too much porn the night before, lol) He act lah, "My medals so heavy." *psht. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this moment while promoting right, i saw my neighbour. (I'm serious!) I went over to him and "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EH HI YOU'RE MY NEIGHBOUR RIGHT!!? WANT TO JOIN SHOOTING?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;" I think i scared him away. Eh, really lor. I know his mom and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after the whole cca hoohaa, it was the campfire. But omg, it was &lt;b&gt;damn&lt;/b&gt; pathetic. Since it rained, the campfire fire was made out of aluminium foil. So epic right. HAHAHA. Oh yeah, Bryan, Geraint, Lijing, Joey came back for the orientation thing. A &lt;i&gt;little &lt;/i&gt;awkward for the first 2 minutes. AND, it's damn funny to see the reaction of those people who found out i was a councilor. Yeah luh, i get it. &lt;b&gt;Shocking. &lt;/b&gt;&gt;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The after party was da bomb. Disco at the school. Awesome i know. After that, i came home with my right toe totally numb and both my feet blistered. Gosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(orientation pics on facebook.)&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/6250299250931725465-7064486747572223362?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7064486747572223362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7064486747572223362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7064486747572223362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7064486747572223362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-party-swing-your-body.html' title='After party, swing your body'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1493295928938613071</id><published>2010-01-07T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:10:28.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Blue</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of orientation! The first day was idk, pretty bad you can say. Since the sec 1s and i don't know each other. So it was like some big mess of awkwardness and my super fake enthusiasm. I pretty much squeezed out enough enthusiasm to last me till i'm 60. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's better now, well at least from the middle onwards. Okay la, they opened up to me a little. &amp;amp; I'm just too fucking tired, sleep-deprived. I can't see how i can last myself till 9pm at night tomorrow. Ugh, i could kill myself! But i'll last, probably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can i say that a whole lot of pressure just got throw onto me about the whole "you're-a-councilor-so-no-overdue-homework" crap. :X As in yeah, doesn't she know that i'm like some homework virgin. K, jk. But still, rather impossible for me. Ugh, i should have finished holiday hmwk a week ago. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1493295928938613071?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1493295928938613071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1493295928938613071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1493295928938613071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1493295928938613071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/dark-blue.html' title='Dark Blue'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1142311349653854200</id><published>2010-01-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:07:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;I feel damn lazy to make long posts alr. &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/6250299250931725465-1142311349653854200?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1142311349653854200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1142311349653854200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1142311349653854200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1142311349653854200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-feel-damn-lazy-to-make-long-posts-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3574828604003688711</id><published>2010-01-05T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:12:14.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One sky, One destiny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;It's rather impossible to wake up at 6 in the morning after all these time. You have no idea how much i wanna snuggle under my warm blankets and continue sleeping until 12. But oh well, naggy grandma. So anyhow, when i reached school. I wanted to make up for not coming for the sec 1 orientation dryrun so i went for morning duty thing. (You know the standing in front of the class and holding plank cards) So damn weird i tell you the feeling, if you're standing in front of a large group a sec 3s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;So yeah, i was able to cope pretty okay today. Not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt; much trouble. I hope. I was shocked squared when Gladys smsed me saying that we would have to go to safra to train at the 7.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;slot. (Until 9.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;, mad. And thanks a lot, homework pile.) Really lor, some more last night i actually packed my jeans and club tee into my bag lor. Dead weight. Not to mention, the load of unnecessarily thick textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;Omg, i tell you. Gwendolyn Neo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt; teach. As in, seriously. Instead of actually going into the point, she starts making things uselessly complicated and i didn't listen to her lesson at all. LOL. Seems i have to self-study my maths for the rest of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;Just before shooting ended, it was a real pain in the ass. PT. :( Oh, Junhui actually remembered the bet i made with him last year. Even i forgotten all about it. It was like this. Junhui challenged me to a game of 'stress' and he said, when i lose i had to treat him to ice cream. And when he lose, he had to treat everyone in shooting ice cream. See la see la, so self-confident. In the end, he lost. Hah. So he paid the money to me(?) and after shooting we all went for ice cream ~ Yay. (For some unknown reason, the safra shoot was cancelled. Yes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;At Macs right, we where just plain noisy. We kept making bets! Elaine now has to get 73% for (was it LA or Art?). If she wins, we treat her 3 bbt, if doesn't she owes everyone bbt and gladys 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;I can say so far, sec 2 life is pretty good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;Self-reminder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:normal;"&gt;: Council interview on pg 5, 8 &amp;amp; 9?&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/6250299250931725465-3574828604003688711?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3574828604003688711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3574828604003688711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3574828604003688711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3574828604003688711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-sky-one-destiny.html' title='One sky, One destiny.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-906122488679339478</id><published>2010-01-04T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:24:53.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlude</title><content type='html'>It's finally here! First day of school and i can tell you when i woke up this morning i was in this super bad mood. At first i woke up at 0630, since i still had more time i went back to sleep again. And within that 30 minutes, i had one of the most freakiest nightmares ever. It was a mix of silent hill, gore, gore, gta, gore and more gore. Wtf, what a way to start school. ._. Terrible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new sec 1s i saw right, were those ahlianfailz. Really, they tried tucking out their shirts but their skirts all long like what like that. -______-'' And you know what, I'M FINALLY A SENIOR. HAH. Time for revenge. (Jk) I can't wait for the cca orientation cause i'll be doing what my seniors did when i went for shooting trials and all. Omg, i can still remember it so damn clearly. So clear to the extent where i can recite all the conversations i heard/had. LOL. tmi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did i tell you that &lt;b&gt;i have not started on holiday homework yet&lt;/b&gt;. I know i know &lt;i&gt;i know&lt;/i&gt;, last minute like no other. Well, i'm doing them now at least. And guess what, i cleared up my room after 2 months (okay, it's not exactly a room it's sort of a tiny corner i use in my uncle's room. No, literally. &lt;b&gt;A tiny corner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; w/ a lot of dirt.&lt;/i&gt;) I feel proud of myself right now. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Low's still our form teacher. STILL. STILL. And yeah, the way she talks is still the same too. *ahem. And for once, holy shit. I didn't fall knock out in her lesson and actually took notes for the whole entire thing. Fml. D: I'm killing trees over her. Too bad Mr Tay couldn't continue being our english teacher anymore. :( I think that was like one of the.. (number) teachers i would actually pay attention to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough about school. I'm tired just thinking 'bout it. AND OMG OMG OMG &lt;b&gt;OMG&lt;/b&gt; 3 MORE DAYS TILL THE JAPAN RELEASE OF KHBBS. YAY. 8D Idc, i'll master japanese within these 3 days and spend the rest of my life on kh.~&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0Hd4UlrE2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/3WVcYwz8u1I/s1600-h/1.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0Hd4UlrE2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/3WVcYwz8u1I/s400/1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422859385999922018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-906122488679339478?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/906122488679339478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=906122488679339478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/906122488679339478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/906122488679339478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/interlude.html' title='Interlude'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/S0Hd4UlrE2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/3WVcYwz8u1I/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1654310963441550573</id><published>2010-01-02T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:56:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the both of us.. Live.</title><content type='html'>I stepped out of my front door, after 7 days. 7 days! The fresh air outside ahhh. It's not like there wasn't air inside la but hello, i was trapped facing the same four walls and i think i was going to die. D: I think i have this problem. Where i when i know the game i playing is going to end, i will stttttttop for 1 week+ then continue playing again. (Cooling period?) And omg, the ending of ffcc was the best tear-jerking 30 minutes &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND AND AND on the way back, i got this! KHAVATARSTRAPS. :B Sora and Roxas. YAY. I WISH I CAN SHARE MY JOY WITH EVERYONE READING THIS. But now, i'm broke for the week. Zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit. Speaking of week. I still haven't done homework. I know i know. I the very last minute kind, you should know that by now. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1654310963441550573?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1654310963441550573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1654310963441550573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1654310963441550573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1654310963441550573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-both-of-us-live.html' title='For the both of us.. Live.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1982168507400117040</id><published>2010-01-01T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:49:58.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward and always</title><content type='html'>First day of 2010. This morning i was actually thinking about last year and this year (while pretending to be asleep, stupid yes i know) and all of a sudden i felt worried. I can't stand how fast it was. Not long it was the EOYs then Christmas and finally 1 Jan. I'm not sure now whether i should be looking forward to going back to school or hide under my blankets and stfu for procrastinating about homework. LOL. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i have this disease where i'll get sick when my holidays are ending. Seriously. Every time one, confirm. I've been having a fever since Sunday at 39 degree Celsius (fever's a bitch!) and i just recovered about two days ago. Until then, i have not stepped an inch out of the house door and i swear i'm suffocating myself in the room. I haven't even breathed that nice nice nice outside air. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My phone was also down for quite a number of times. &lt;b&gt;Oh, to those people who sent me those greeting smses and i couldn't reply them, thanks. :) Have a nice 2010 to you too.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sneezed 7 times in a row. Jesus Christ. =_______=''&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/6250299250931725465-1982168507400117040?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1982168507400117040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1982168507400117040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1982168507400117040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1982168507400117040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2010/01/forward-and-always.html' title='Forward and always'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3278018906750357590</id><published>2009-12-31T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:03:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On your last day</title><content type='html'>Right, it's New Year's Eve and i particularly don't have anything better to do either. There's this mega bbq party going on downstairs. I guess i might as well spend this time rounding up my year or something. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On second thoughts.. i rather not. :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'm wishing for a lot of things for next year (*squeals* &lt;i&gt;KHBBS&lt;/i&gt;). And i really really &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;want to get them done, unlike my homework example. No matter how many times i tell myself, i can't bring me to pick up reading boring short stories with exceptional annoying chim words within every sentence. &lt;i&gt;Cough cough&lt;/i&gt;, unless you're asking me to read kh novels. No need i can spend the whole day reading them also never mind. I'll read it 100 times if i have to. &gt;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if anyone reads this blog so, i might plan on making it private. Kay, scratch that. &lt;s&gt;I'm not like those peo-&lt;/s&gt;Scratch that again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;★HAPPY NEW YEAR.&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/6250299250931725465-3278018906750357590?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3278018906750357590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3278018906750357590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3278018906750357590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3278018906750357590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-your-last-day.html' title='On your last day'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6090941739483078682</id><published>2009-12-28T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:01:27.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzimI3HjBeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ncha_bI_WCs/s1600-h/1259447108134273.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzimI3HjBeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ncha_bI_WCs/s400/1259447108134273.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420264822705161698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's 2 days after Christmas yet they're still playing those cursed Christmas carols. It's kinda annoying actually, cause most of the time they're repeating the same line twenty times over. Zz. I was out with my aunt and cousin just now, for a short while anyway. Didn't really do much. o-o So there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, i'm gonna get myself a donut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6090941739483078682?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6090941739483078682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6090941739483078682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6090941739483078682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6090941739483078682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/curaga.html' title='Curaga'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzimI3HjBeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ncha_bI_WCs/s72-c/1259447108134273.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8664820507946355279</id><published>2009-12-25T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:39:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can have your white christmas, while i get mine multi-coloured</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzS9XgP6T7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/ub_jz1_FvRs/s1600-h/tumblr_kuo0mkhdGj1qzm55po1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzS9XgP6T7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/ub_jz1_FvRs/s400/tumblr_kuo0mkhdGj1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419164463124860850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it's Christmas today. I haven't mentioned anything about, well.. since there &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; nothing to talk about.. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;at all. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So i'm going to tell you how i spent my Christmas. Nah on second thoughts, i'll leave you all alone and go smash my psp. 8D &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Like real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it really bugs me when people won't leave you alone. Like yarly. As in.. yeah. &lt;b&gt;They would not leave you alone.. &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. O___O &lt;/b&gt;Creepy ttm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-8664820507946355279?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8664820507946355279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8664820507946355279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8664820507946355279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8664820507946355279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-have-your-white-christmas-while.html' title='You can have your white christmas, while i get mine multi-coloured'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzS9XgP6T7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/ub_jz1_FvRs/s72-c/tumblr_kuo0mkhdGj1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6606496463949622</id><published>2009-12-25T09:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:37:43.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon.</title><content type='html'>I couldn't post this up yesterday cause i kinda fell asleep from 5 to 10 in the night. So i missed my dinner and by the time i woke up. I was too lazy to go on the computer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, that morning it was rainy and dark. So i couldn't tell exactly what time it was. I thought it was 8 when it was already 10. Yeah, same old story. &lt;i&gt;Late. Again. &gt;_&gt; &lt;/i&gt;So blah blah blah. I don't wanna waste time on the small details. So i reached the place around 11. And one thing. Don't ever go to the movies on Christmas Eve. They'll scam you with no student prices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzR3Wd0ribI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Mc5drRiLHPE/s1600-h/Sherlock+Holmes+Staaaaare.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzR3Wd0ribI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Mc5drRiLHPE/s400/Sherlock+Holmes+Staaaaare.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419087479479962034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Sherlock Holmes first. I don't know really how to describe the movie actually. It doesn't really excite me too much or anything. There were funny parts but, &lt;i&gt;just a little&lt;/i&gt;. Not too bad i suppose. Later we also watched Alvin and The Chipmunks 2. It was.. &lt;i&gt;pretty bad&lt;/i&gt;. It was cute and all but really front seats killed my neck. And this girl i was sitting beside made my time there even worse. She laughs at &lt;i&gt;anything and everything. &lt;/i&gt;And her laugh wasn't pleasing to the ear at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on screen: Guy walks out of the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, i'm shocked by her sense of humor. O_O Was it really that funny. A guy walking out of his door? It went on pretty much throughout the whole damn movie. Annnnnnnnnnnnnyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am starting to like Gachapon machines alot. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6606496463949622?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6606496463949622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6606496463949622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6606496463949622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6606496463949622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SzR3Wd0ribI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Mc5drRiLHPE/s72-c/Sherlock+Holmes+Staaaaare.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6742394947361148015</id><published>2009-12-20T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:36:57.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save me another dance, for my tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sy4YRym67tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/s0zyG3F9g0Q/s1600-h/tumblr_kttjodJkEb1qzm55po1_500.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/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sy4YRym67tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/s0zyG3F9g0Q/s400/tumblr_kttjodJkEb1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417294095695146706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can tell you, i spent my morning mourning over crisis core. Seriously, suddenly the whole final fantasy 7 just seems so sad. :(((( K, i should stop going on about that. Sorry. Anyway, i ate 6 pieces of toasted bread. Idk why, but i was damn hungry today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life with my (awesome-brand-new-super-duper) psp was super duper brand new awesome! 8D LOLL. I didn't get that crisis core bundle but ah, i don't care anymore. I (L) this. Anees was helping me unlock all the ending stories for the tekken characters. Since i hate story mode, it's a &lt;i&gt;big pain in the ass&lt;/i&gt;. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which.. Omg, i feel so so so so bored already. Just thinking that i have to go back to school tomorrow for council just &lt;i&gt;kills. &lt;/i&gt;Sec 1 registration briefing. I might as well just flunk the interview next year lah, expect me to remember all the teachers in this school is very well hard enough for me. Adding all that other shit also. Can die. How the hell did i get myself into this.. ,_, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;side note: Wake up at 7.20am tmr. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't be late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6742394947361148015?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6742394947361148015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6742394947361148015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6742394947361148015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6742394947361148015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/save-me-another-dance-for-my-tomorrow.html' title='Save me another dance, for my tomorrow'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sy4YRym67tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/s0zyG3F9g0Q/s72-c/tumblr_kttjodJkEb1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3108381963460213183</id><published>2009-12-20T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:24:07.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH NO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;STOP IT. STOP IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MIKI GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE COMPUTER AND ON TO YOUR HOMEWORK RIGHT NOW. GO GO GO GO GO. UGHHHHHH. &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/6250299250931725465-3108381963460213183?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3108381963460213183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3108381963460213183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3108381963460213183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3108381963460213183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugh-no.html' title='UGH NO'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6935348174442330815</id><published>2009-12-18T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:06:52.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>then it's just too bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuh5a92EpW1qzm55po1_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 485px;" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuh5a92EpW1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6935348174442330815?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6935348174442330815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6935348174442330815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6935348174442330815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6935348174442330815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='then it&apos;s just too bad'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8657943109904300645</id><published>2009-12-18T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:59:50.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day</title><content type='html'>God i had a nice sleep last night. And hihi, i woke up 5.45 in the morning yesterday. I'm going mad. And the rain yesterday morning was absolutely horrible i tell you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND RIGHT NOW, I'VE GOT NOTHING ELSE TO SAY. &lt;/span&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-8657943109904300645?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8657943109904300645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8657943109904300645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8657943109904300645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8657943109904300645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-day.html' title='one day'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7631133561100966968</id><published>2009-12-15T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:56:13.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overrun</title><content type='html'>This post is exactly what you think it is, so blah blah i went out again. Gone out with Serene today. The morning was pretty slack. And then i thought i was late again.. which i really was this time. You know the 70 from my place to suntec right, was &lt;b&gt;35/36 stops.&lt;/b&gt; Yes omg, no kidding. It was fucking long and since i had no psp/mp3/music in my phone anymore. It was zzzzzzz &lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt; zzzzz. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i finally got there, Serene won't stay still, she keep walking to idk where making it harder to find her D; Well, i did anyhow. After walking around.. honestly there's nothing to do there, we've already been there quite a few times some more. So after &lt;i&gt;long long looooong&lt;/i&gt; consideration, we watched a movie. Eng Wah has one of the worst movie screening qualities i've ever been to. Self-proclaimed first 3D cinema in singapore. *cough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 minutes before the movie, we were still slowly dreaming and walking around. Then &lt;b&gt;bam&lt;/b&gt;, it hit us, the movie's gonna start. By then we were quite far from the cinema alr and hello, i have shoes which are almost impossible to run in. -_- But we made it just in time, with our nachos. Just as we settled down, the light turned off. 8D Lucky shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyskpL0tIwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/opYNMtOe-1U/s1600-h/FROGSMOOCH.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyskpL0tIwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/opYNMtOe-1U/s400/FROGSMOOCH.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416463266810241794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap, we watched '&lt;b&gt;The Princess and The Frog&lt;/b&gt;'. It was okay i guess, i would rather watch other disney's classics or something but ho well. Oh, there's this spot were we would just sit down and then start playing serene's psp. Serene wanted to play silent hill and i didn't. So we were doing rock paper scissors for nearly 10 rounds. AND YAY, I WON. I get to choose the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the bus back to amk hub, we were still on with the psp. LOL. So i was nice luh, let her play silent hill. And you know what, without me~ she would have never knew how to save her silent hill game heh. Heh. Heh. &gt;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7631133561100966968?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7631133561100966968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7631133561100966968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7631133561100966968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7631133561100966968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/overrun.html' title='Overrun'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyskpL0tIwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/opYNMtOe-1U/s72-c/FROGSMOOCH.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3094151890108363245</id><published>2009-12-13T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:10:36.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyTg5XhnvcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yeELvqD7HY0/s1600-h/tumblr_ku6g7jXL2q1qzm55po1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyTg5XhnvcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yeELvqD7HY0/s400/tumblr_ku6g7jXL2q1qzm55po1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414699928178376130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:/ It's freakishly weird how my clothes go missing after putting them in the washing machine. Like really. As in, it's not the first time but it's been happening for a few months already ok. And i &lt;i&gt;did not&lt;/i&gt; lose it. I didn't. So far, the stuff that have gone missing are..&lt;div&gt;1 pair of brown socks, 1 pair of orange socks, 2 grey tees, 1 towel(?!) and a pencil. Haha, the last one was random. But i liked that pencil~ :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-3094151890108363245?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3094151890108363245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3094151890108363245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3094151890108363245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3094151890108363245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/adjorn.html' title='Adjorn'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyTg5XhnvcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yeELvqD7HY0/s72-c/tumblr_ku6g7jXL2q1qzm55po1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6519108089555722512</id><published>2009-12-12T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:19:35.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Machi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyNIjJGwCYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BbQzuSBUlKQ/s1600-h/tumblr_ktnqw98nSN1qzm55po1_500.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/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyNIjJGwCYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BbQzuSBUlKQ/s400/tumblr_ktnqw98nSN1qzm55po1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414250945606322562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ANNIVERSARY TO MY BELOVED LAPTOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although your not as shiny as before, and pretty laggy right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a quite a few hairline scratch, &lt;s&gt;damn it&lt;/s&gt; i love you 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, right. Today was pretty boring, and in the end i didn't go train or anything. I spent my whole, most of it anyway, talking random crap with marilyn. Ah, so fun. Oh oh oh, you know my bear-bank thing right. She suggested to stuff notes inside LOL. And later on my grandma mistook the bear for a cat. HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life so boring and i want a cookie right now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6519108089555722512?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6519108089555722512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6519108089555722512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6519108089555722512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6519108089555722512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/machi.html' title='Machi'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SyNIjJGwCYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BbQzuSBUlKQ/s72-c/tumblr_ktnqw98nSN1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-600570913979632593</id><published>2009-12-11T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:38:09.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gekokujou</title><content type='html'>I can't tell you how much i suck at training yesterday. Guess this is what i get for skipping every time huh. Anyways, i think i've gotten the hang of it again today. It's always freezing inside the moving target range, can freeze to death one. When i woke up this morning it was only 8. So time-happy and went back to sleep. I woke up an hour later at 9. Once again, i 'aiya-still-early-mood' go back sleep again. Then......... 10.45. &lt;b&gt;Shit, i'm late.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet you don't find unsual anymore huh. I think i'm going again tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what, i've been a good girl and did my homework. Okay a page of it, at least i did it kay. Better then nothing. 1 Page down and i left with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maths EOY Graded Assignment (2 Pages left)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish reading 'Gobal Tales' (a helluv a boring book)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English/Lit Homework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;History Worksheet (4 Pages left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than those, then that's it. &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/6250299250931725465-600570913979632593?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/600570913979632593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=600570913979632593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/600570913979632593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/600570913979632593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/gekokujou.html' title='Gekokujou'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8818097164767344244</id><published>2009-12-08T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:48:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx5Ko6fgPaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hUmLKfzVGLI/s1600-h/tumblr_ktnqj27i1t1qzm55po1_250.gif" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx5Ko6fgPaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hUmLKfzVGLI/s400/tumblr_ktnqj27i1t1qzm55po1_250.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412845868902530466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people just can't stop meddling in my affairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-8818097164767344244?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8818097164767344244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8818097164767344244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8818097164767344244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8818097164767344244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-what.html' title='You know what,'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx5Ko6fgPaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hUmLKfzVGLI/s72-c/tumblr_ktnqj27i1t1qzm55po1_250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1172773101827053477</id><published>2009-12-07T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:30:43.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away and beyond.</title><content type='html'>Last night i couldn't really fall asleep nicely, i have no idea why. But who cares, i went kite flying today. With Serene. &lt;s&gt; So happened to be very failz at throwing the kite into the air &gt;D&lt;/s&gt; But anyhow, I told her to take a bus to my place at Jalan Kayu. There's this huge huge field here. Nice and windy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather in Singapore damn annoying ttm. Before i went out it was raining so it was like '&lt;i&gt;Ah, shit how. Raining how to fly kite.&lt;/i&gt;' So i went through all the trouble to go and look for an umbrella in that god forsaken storeroom. (There's this odd smell in there, and i have no interest in finding out what was it. o-o) So, as i was saying. When i gone down and came out of the lift, instantly it stopped raining. Wtf. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahah, for some random reasons i brought my laptop down. I was charging it halfway but then heck la, Serene reached here for quite awhile alr. So i grabbed it and shoved it into my bag and walked out of the house. I let Serene play Sims 3 for awhile (well, at least until the battery died) in exchange, i use her psp. 8D Confirm she won't have enough time to play, she will spend the whole time customizing her sim. And.. lol i was right. Actually, she customize customize halfway then she went to the provision shop to buy something. When she got back, the battery life had only 5 minutes left. Ahhh, too bad for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since it stopped raining for some time alr, we started on our kite flying.. thing. She brought these two kites. One was this going-to-break eagle one (it fell apart later on anyway) and this tiny butterfly. I don't like plastic kites, they aren't as good as a cloth one. First it was scorching even though it wasn't sunny &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. Then when it started to get real windy so shiok. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Serene fails at starting to fly the kite HAHA. :x It successfully took off into the sky after dozens and dozen of stupid tries. Two idiots in the middle of the field running barefooted on muddy and squishy ground trying to fly a kite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly it started to rain again! So we quickly tried to toss everything onto our shoulders and such and ran back to the void deck. BUT you know the butterfly kite we used, we never really got the chance to wind the string back, so dragged it across the field/road/floor. While crossing the road halfway, this ass truck was driving in. But that kite we dragged was stuck in the bushes on the other side!! Shock of the day. But we saved that tiny butterfly (kite), we're heroes. LOLL. kay ignore that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We slacked a little before deciding what to do. After a &lt;i&gt;long and long(?)&lt;/i&gt; time of randomly exploring her psp games. In the end, we took a bus to Yishun. While walking to that bus stop, we had to go pass this, apparently dark, carpark. I discovered something, Serene has a fear of carparks. LOL. Anyway, walked around Yishun. Wanted to watch a movie but we can't seem to find the cinema. Took a train to amk hub for movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, i tell you. Damn. We first wanted to try our luck and bought tickets for the movie 'Zombieland'. M18. When we went in, they asked for our ic. D8. * hears shattered glass* So we had to get our tickets changed, no refunds. -_- We changed it to New Moon. Entering, then we &lt;i&gt;tried &lt;/i&gt;to sneak into another M18 moive in the halls. Ninja Assassin. All of a sudden, this movie staff was patrolling(?) or something. Too bad luh, went into New Moon. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx4Ab2QXJNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cZWAtXbiebk/s1600-h/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx4Ab2QXJNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cZWAtXbiebk/s400/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412764280566523090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was already on for idk, 30 minutes or so? Ehhh. New Moon was draggy and the cliffhanger ending turned me off. Oh if there's any no life Twilight fanatic reading this, don't come thrashing me. Not interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT WAS A LONG DAY. So fun. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1172773101827053477?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1172773101827053477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1172773101827053477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1172773101827053477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1172773101827053477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/away-and-beyond.html' title='Away and beyond.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sx4Ab2QXJNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cZWAtXbiebk/s72-c/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6198252157986233867</id><published>2009-12-06T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:59:36.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ninja ninja</title><content type='html'>It's.. 12.51am right now. 9 more minutes to 1. My aunt ditched me and went to some '&lt;i&gt;red carpet affair&lt;/i&gt;' dinner. She isn't back right now. Apparently this is the latest i've stay awake so far at my grandma's place. Honestly i don't like the big mirror i'm sleeping next to and it sucks being a lone right now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh actually ah, i scared my grandma scarly wake up and randomly decides to patrol the house (LOL) and then catch me using the com this late. Wah, i tell you if it happens right. I surely kena from her one. @_@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH. WHAT TO DO NOW?! THE COMPUTER IS MY ONLY ENTERTAINMENT RIGHT NOW AND I CAN'T FIND ANYTHING TO WATCH ON IT. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;eh, i also scared scarly i didn't hear my aunt come back then she sees me like this. Surely kena more jialat than from my grandma. *shudders.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-6198252157986233867?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6198252157986233867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6198252157986233867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6198252157986233867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6198252157986233867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/ninja-ninja.html' title='ninja ninja'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4872062056026603147</id><published>2009-12-04T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:55:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I feel like shit right now and have just finished up 220 sheets of tissue in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4872062056026603147?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4872062056026603147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4872062056026603147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4872062056026603147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4872062056026603147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2182355577826774585</id><published>2009-12-03T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:38:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dome mood.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I need. To. Daaaaaaamn. :/ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it's the first week of December and i'm living my days hallucinating about my soon-to-be $800. Last night, i told myself, "&lt;i&gt;I won't use the internet, i'll do my homework.&lt;/i&gt;" Ironically, i've been on the computer for the last 7 hours. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know what, that headache i had from the movies on tuesday is still here. And fuck, it's really starting to annoy me. Plus the sudden neck cramp. Am i aging too fast for my age? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gobal tales is boring. I hate wordy books. I don't see how i'm gonna start on lit/eng homework like that. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate homework. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My supposedly &lt;s&gt;13.5GB&lt;/s&gt; 16.4GB torrent is completed. After 1 month, 1 week and 6 days.&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;JOY TO THE WORLD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-2182355577826774585?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2182355577826774585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2182355577826774585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2182355577826774585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2182355577826774585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/dome-mood.html' title='Dome mood.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7259603487524068455</id><published>2009-12-01T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:35:08.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies~'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Carol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxU3IPvt-XI/AAAAAAAAAUk/D1y78v-J_Is/s1600/a_christmas_carol_poster.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxU3IPvt-XI/AAAAAAAAAUk/D1y78v-J_Is/s400/a_christmas_carol_poster.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291142160677234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't watch it. Seriously. don't. It's boring, very. Don't watch it unless you don't mind coming out with a headache after the movie. Like me, i'm still having one thank you. Some parts of the effects were cool but overall it was &lt;b&gt;boring.&lt;/b&gt; Don't watch it. Serene and I wasted $10 on the show. Surprise surprise, i went out with Serene &lt;i&gt;again. &lt;/i&gt;Holy shit, how many time have i already gone out with her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met at amk hub (somehow). I kind of planned for us to be in the same train, and find each other. I gave up halfway when i realised it was.. crowded like !@%^&amp;amp;*( and i played this 'Find Miki Game.' She was in the middle part of the mrt and i was further in front. In the end, just met up at Dhoby Ghaut. Plans for a movie was rather unexpected, it was cause there was nothing to do at vivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun with her psp today 8D We were sitting just at this waiting room lounge(?) before you enter the cinema halls. Damn cool you know, i heard that the all the cinemas in vivo were super high class and the seat were like recliners. But too bad. It wasn't. Later on i realised there was this '&lt;i&gt;Gold Class&lt;/i&gt;' part. &lt;b&gt;IT WAS WOW. &lt;/b&gt;I didn't enter but the outside already had the high class atmosphere/aura leaking out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 11.17pm right now, i'm quite lazy to post up everything. So yeap, later. I'll edit this post when i feel like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Oh, i have this big list of movies i wanna watch. :B&lt;/s&gt; No no no no, i can't. Save for sexy psp. &lt;i&gt;Save for it.&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/6250299250931725465-7259603487524068455?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7259603487524068455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7259603487524068455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7259603487524068455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7259603487524068455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-carol.html' title='A Christmas Carol.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxU3IPvt-XI/AAAAAAAAAUk/D1y78v-J_Is/s72-c/a_christmas_carol_poster.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5461865389942345536</id><published>2009-11-30T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:15:34.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo. boo. boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxUkuBaz46I/AAAAAAAAAUc/iYUvOdZCsPI/s1600/tumblr_ktj0cnJ8oX1qzifddo1_1280.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxUkuBaz46I/AAAAAAAAAUc/iYUvOdZCsPI/s400/tumblr_ktj0cnJ8oX1qzifddo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410270900428989346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, i can't remember what happened today. Ah, what goes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met up with my mom before training at Yishun early this afternoon. And i didn't really had any mood to shoot today either. So did Dhany. After 1 week of not shooing, i admit. I sucked. LOL. So we were both '&lt;i&gt;aiya, shooting for an hour plus then go back luh.&lt;/i&gt;' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tiredddddd, and i'm boredddddd. I don't like thhhhhhhhhis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5461865389942345536?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5461865389942345536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5461865389942345536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5461865389942345536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5461865389942345536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/honestly-i-cant-remember-what-happened.html' title='boo. boo. boo.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SxUkuBaz46I/AAAAAAAAAUc/iYUvOdZCsPI/s72-c/tumblr_ktj0cnJ8oX1qzifddo1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3594696069212903801</id><published>2009-11-28T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:15:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi i won't eat again,</title><content type='html'>Wednesday i just went to www. Tried every ride 'cept the skyrider, which i've alr tried before and it was a waste of time. Slide Up was fun, i experienced a trial suicide again, but i didn't want to go on it again and again. I can swear to you dude, i have absolutely no talent with water. I will drown or be on the verge of drowning i tell you. Damn it. LOL. Who cares, i came back home and for some odd reasons my skin become shiny. So cool leh, go swimming and then come back with shiny skin. Must be the skin screen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So so okay okay, today was the long awaited reunion with Marilyn and Yilei. We initially wanted to go to Seoul Garden but then Yilei die die say Yishun was too far. So decided on Suki Sushi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was early you know. I even woke up and showered before i met up with them. Early some more. One thing damn fail, we went one whole huge round to get to suki sushi (20 minutes walk), just to realise that it was just beside where we came from. Damn stupid damn stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent $31 something there. Wasn't &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; nice luh but yeah not bad. The cheap cheap vanilla ice cream was nice you know. Yilei pangseh us. For idk how many months we haven't met, and she left us within an hour. &lt;b&gt;How can?!&lt;/b&gt; Oh well. :( Eh daaaamn boring afterwards. Cause i had no idea what to do next. Marilyn cut up her arcade card long ago, and she won't play anything one. Lousy lah. D: So sense of adventure. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on when we were going our separate ways, i forgot that i left my house keys in Marilyn's bag. I called her and then i had to walk/run all the way back and meet in the middle of the traffic. She just threw the stuff into my hand and when my packet of tissue fell off my hand, some random lady kicked it away. !@#$%^&amp;amp; Later when i crossed the road, i noticed that 86 doesn't stop there. So i had to walk all the way back to amk. Damn it. By then i lazy to go straight home, so i circled the place a few times. I finally gave up at around 4 smth and went home. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Let's eat something else next time D8&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Let's go sakae next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Let's drag yilei to yishun next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LET'S GO FOR ANOTHER &lt;i&gt;BETTER &lt;/i&gt;BUFFET AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-3594696069212903801?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3594696069212903801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3594696069212903801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3594696069212903801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3594696069212903801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/sushi-i-wont-eat-again.html' title='Sushi i won&apos;t eat again,'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7789161414595252999</id><published>2009-11-26T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:18:17.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It's been exactly &lt;b&gt;1 month, 6 days, 17 hours, 17 minutes and 30 seconds. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Progress at 83.1% &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/6250299250931725465-7789161414595252999?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7789161414595252999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7789161414595252999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7789161414595252999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7789161414595252999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-what-remember-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1011317018818277245</id><published>2009-11-24T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:44:57.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final hearts and tweety mouses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;YES YES, I WAS OUT AGAIN. I was still at home dilly dallying around until Serene almost cracked. She said she was already at City Hall. Appointed time was 12, which i thought she meant step out of the house at 12. Not be there by then. Okok, so i was an hour late. It wasn't intentional kay! At least i compensated, i talked to her throughout my whole journey. The moment my train reached City Hall, i saw Serene playing her psp (she's forever sitting at that same exact spot) through the windows. Just nice the Green Line train was about to go. When the doors opened, i just ran passed and dragged Serene to the other side. LOL. Hahah, she got the shock of her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serene bought these two bracelets in Cotton On, but wasn't able to remove the price tag. So she was walking all day with them attached on. Went into Bugis street, surprisingly it was that crowded. I can't stand it when people just stand there blocking the whole tiny path. It's like move your asses, you're in the way. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh there was this stupid thing, while we finished exploring the second floor. We wanted to go back down, so there was this escalator (going up). We were lazy to get yourselves lost again and walk all the way to the other side of floor 2 to go down, so after 5 minutes of daring each other/indecisiveness/pushing each other. I decided to go down by there first. Aye, stupidity. Someone was on that thing up so we ran away. HAHAH. Went down by the stairs in the end.. which reeked of cigarettes. Horrible. D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like Iluma, so empty and 'clean' in someway. Cause everything's like empty empty like your emptied recycle bin. Arcade there not as fun one :( Arcadia. LOL. Oh i saw this kid right, trying to show off that he can play that drum mania v pro. So he was randomly hitting the machine while the thing was on preview. LOLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bus back was the most fun i tell you. Since there when we boarded there was little people. We just sat in a very unglam way, however we liked. Then there was this instant, where Serene knocked me off my seat and with my ridiculously heavy bag squashed on top of me. Hell, she didn't give me the chance to get back up. I was gonna die. Die from laughter and claustrophobia. HAHAHA.  The bus passed by Suntec, Esplanade and all the random places before returning &lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt; to Bugis, arcoss the road we boarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At AMK Hub, i found my sexy looking PSP. I WILL GET THAT. I WILL GET THAT. I WILL GET THAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, i give you the word of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tweety Mouse.&lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-1011317018818277245?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1011317018818277245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1011317018818277245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1011317018818277245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1011317018818277245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/final-hearts-and-tweety-mouses.html' title='final hearts and tweety mouses.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7342615987385930747</id><published>2009-11-21T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:05:04.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little by Little.</title><content type='html'>Hokay, so i woke up at 6.30 this morning. And i tell you when i reached my bus stop (7 smth by then) i waited and waited for my bus. But it never came. So i was thinking to myself "&lt;i&gt;Wait, did my bus go pass me and i never noticed?!?!&lt;/i&gt;" That was what i thought happened, and i still don't know whether it did or not. LOL. Failz. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time i reached into safra, they were all '&lt;i&gt;Miki why late? &gt;D'&lt;/i&gt;' at me and all 'expected from you'. Sure i was late for three times consecutively for training but heeeey &gt;: Anyway, i got my club tee. Idk, i thought it looked pretty cool. Hahah, it was $40 but was $25. Intended for a jacket and hopefully~ we get one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First detail started, i tell you. Everyone was damn hardworking-like. By the second detail onwards, slack like no other. ... ... Okay, maybe it was just me. But hey, i still get my CIP points. Heh. Oh, since the start of the first detail my stomach just went super uncomfortable. On my detail, i think i calmed down a little bit. With my earplugs on, i could hear my heart beat. Cool or what HAHAHA. Kay, it was rather fast luh. And at the end, i got a shocking score of * drum rolls* ... 328! 8D Maybe it may not be thaaat high but okay lah, i beat my old high score from training. And yeah, i feel good about it. Btw one crazy thing: Debbie shot 90 shots within 30 minutes. That's an astounding 1 shot/20 sec. Stupid lah she, forgot to hit match then went on with her sighters for the next 40 shots and realised it only &lt;i&gt;then.&lt;/i&gt; /headdesk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before the start of detail 5, Dhany,Elaine and I went into the moving target range to her their rifles sight. I, extra; finish detail alr got nothing better to do. Elaine ah, holy shit man. So many problem with her sighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quotes from Xing Tang, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Actaully ah JH alr sight for her properly, then she shoot to the right. Then we sight to the left for her, and she shot to the right. Then she sight herself say she shot in the black. -,-&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You la, keh kiang go sight sight sight&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;See, after drinking coffee *points to the hole in the black*. IN. YOUR. FACE. YOU. *throws the paper up* FUCKERS. *slaps the target card to the ground*&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing around with Mdm Teo's camera, and i went around snapping really random and candid pictures of everyone. Then when i caught Jun Hui's random picture, in the face while he was walking, HE WOULDN'T LEAVE ME ALONE UNTIL I DELETED THE PICTURES. OMG, i ran in and out of the range and he wouldn't go away. And the scarier thing was that everything he said was in a deep, (he originally sounded like a crow already one luh so nvm LOL :x) fast monotonous voice. It was really freaky, i swear! fklsjdlfk;asdj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY WAS SO FUN. CLUB BONDING LOL. ALTHOUGH MY APW TEAM (Debbie, Dhany&amp;amp;i) CAME IN 4TH, IT'S OKAY COS IT WAS FUN. 8D &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/6250299250931725465-7342615987385930747?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7342615987385930747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7342615987385930747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7342615987385930747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7342615987385930747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-by-little.html' title='Little by Little.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7377736465731175764</id><published>2009-11-19T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:32:58.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakari</title><content type='html'>Eh, i don't understand how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; always late. Overslept. So there you go. Twice in a row, you say pro or not. I think by the time i reached the school's range, not long later it was time for me to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt; to train. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, i wished the school would just buy another pistol my size so that i don't have to trouble Jo-Anne for her gun. :/ Damned poor school. Oh anyway, i paid the $$$ for the shooting club tee and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; broke again for the rest of the time until i receive allowance. That is, &lt;i&gt;if &lt;/i&gt;i receive it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still using this piggy (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; it's a bear) bank thing, that Marilyn gave me for my birthday and i could never save all the way to the top. The most was up to the lower part of it's knee. I didn't bother to put anything else other than $1 in it. Cause ah, later when you take it all out easier to count and doesn't it make you happy like 8D to see so many $1 coins in front of you like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. :B I even pasted this paper thing which says "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; FUNDS&lt;/b&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Okok&lt;/span&gt;, i like yesterday's result from my training better and i find it impossible to get 60 nines or tens within 2 and 1/2 hours. Saw Abel there, seems like there was some kind of competition going on there. While it was Jo-Anne's on the pistol i was at the back.. stone-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; and staring into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hugeass&lt;/span&gt; water bottle. When Abel was walking out, he suddenly waved over to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; touched he still remembers his juniors. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOLLL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, just kidding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Daaaaaamn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; tired. I've got loads of stuff going on next week. And i can't wait. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7377736465731175764?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7377736465731175764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7377736465731175764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7377736465731175764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7377736465731175764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/bakari.html' title='Bakari'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-251749191661828512</id><published>2009-11-18T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:39:13.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7IZz8eWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5jZux2P4drg/s1600/mylove1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7IZz8eWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5jZux2P4drg/s400/mylove1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405791943281899874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7Iz0-OGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/_3HXL-DuyyM/s1600/mylove3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7Iz0-OGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/_3HXL-DuyyM/s400/mylove3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405791950265530466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7Ip30vII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ABU3H8IdegE/s1600/mylove2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7Ip30vII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ABU3H8IdegE/s400/mylove2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405791947593137282" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: justify; line-height: 16px; "&gt;In commemoration of the series' 10th anniversary, a special Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII Slim &amp;amp; Lite PSP™ limited edition bundle, designed by Tetsuya Nomura will be released. This bundle contains a silver colored Slim &amp;amp; Lite PSP™ console with Final Fantasy VII 10th Anniversary insignia, a Buster Sword strap and a copy of the game (with a special print cover that differs from the original game release). The bundle is limited to exactly 77,777 units and each console bears its unique number on the back of the UMD™ drive.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: justify; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was i doing 2 years ago man.. :(( I regretted not making a fuss about it back then. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-251749191661828512?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/251749191661828512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=251749191661828512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/251749191661828512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/251749191661828512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-love.html' title='My love'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwU7IZz8eWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5jZux2P4drg/s72-c/mylove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-7828506854682335763</id><published>2009-11-17T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:30:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I overslept and was late for training today. Oh well, coach didn't know so ~ it didn't really matter lol. Coach so nice, tompang me to Katib station. I met Bobby too, weird. Didn't see that coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i took a train all the way to city hall to meet Serene. I think she wait until very kan cheong already, cause scared cannot book tickets. On the the green line to bugis, i got a whiff of Crisis Core on her psp. It made me all "&lt;b&gt;Holy shit, i want a psp so badly now :(((&lt;/b&gt;" When we reached Bugis Junction, i remember seeing another cinema beside BJ's one. It had a earlier time slot for 2012. Since Serene rushed me like idk what like that, i just bought the 1.40 tickets at BJ. Later we walked to Iluma, i always thought that place was some sort of office. I didn't know it was a shopping centre. At the entrance, saw the words '&lt;i&gt;Filmgrade&lt;/i&gt;'. Ohhh so it was there uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the next 35 minutes walking in and out of the shops. And throughout that whole time Serene kept insisting that we go back cause we're going to be late for the show or something. LOL. Went into Otaku House. They were looking for full-time assistance. Truthfully, i don't mind working there part time if i'm free or if they're actually hiring part-timers. :D So nice to be surrounded by animanga related stuff. Heaven. I didn't want to leave Iluma, but Serene die die drag me out of the place. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we bought &lt;i&gt;sweet&lt;/i&gt; popcorns. We didn't go crazy like we always do when ordering popcorns. Since Serene always buys salted and i go for sweet ones. Ha, but this time she gave up &gt;D And we bought this genormous bucket-sized popcorns. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now i know..&lt;/i&gt;&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="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I must listen to Serene when it's time to go into the cinema to find our seatings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pitch-black, the only light was when the screen flashed bright images. We couldn't find our seatings at all. So we just randomly sat at any two empty seat. Heh. (Which i later found out wasn't ours) Oh, something even stupider was we squeezed ourselves through the crowd of people sitting all the way from one side to the other just to realised that the last seat all the way to our seat was empty. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tell you something, the show was &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt;. Seriously. I don't mind watching it again. 8D The beginning was a little weak but when all the disasters started happening, &lt;b&gt;BAM&lt;/b&gt;. One of the better movies i've watch this year. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we only managed to finish half of the popcorn we had. So wasted, but i think both of us are really sick of it. When we found this bin, we wondered ''&lt;i&gt;Would it actually fit through?!&lt;/i&gt;". So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwUxZ5iR_kI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ciR8wCbsW7M/s1600/Popcorn+stuck+on+the+bin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwUxZ5iR_kI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ciR8wCbsW7M/s400/Popcorn+stuck+on+the+bin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405781248739245634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our masterpiece. It actually did fit..... well at least all the way up the the brim that is. I swear, i cracked like #$%^&amp;amp; when i saw that. HAHAHAH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, we took 133 to amk hub and gone our separate ways. Throughout the whole ride, i was playing Crisis Core on Serene's psp. Since she got stuck somewhere but i don't think i got to the part where she was stuck, cause we reached our stop alr. Who cares, i'm gonna get myself a psp and crisis core, birth by sleep, 258/2 days and dissidia along with it 8D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-7828506854682335763?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/7828506854682335763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=7828506854682335763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7828506854682335763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/7828506854682335763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012_19.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SwUxZ5iR_kI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ciR8wCbsW7M/s72-c/Popcorn+stuck+on+the+bin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4771373329928345745</id><published>2009-11-16T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:26:19.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that kinda bug you.</title><content type='html'>I think i'm gonna die, from going out too much. Let's see, tomorrow shooting at 9.30 in the morning. Ohhh my. I'm tired alr just hearing that i have to get up early and then stand for 2 hours plus shooting holes into paper. BUT BUT ANYWAYS, IF THEY COULD SHIFT IT TO A LATER DETAIL~ 8D Eh, i'm reading every night now. Wonder or what. Somehow, i would forget whatever that went into my head within a day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhany actually missed her stop and went all the way to tampines LOL. I didn't get to shoot much, since Jo-Anne and i sharing guns. And she ate into my half of the time HAHA. By half of my second series, i gave up. And just shot where ever alr cause i wanted to go back early. Eh heh heh, i got my frappacino &gt;D &amp;amp; i want more tomorrow. I promised Debbie to take half of the pellet tins she had but since she went back early~... *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't stand it when people won't realise how fortunate they actually are and go on about how fucked up their lives is. Hello? Why can't you just appreciate what you actually have. If you think those 'flaws' in your life are all that significant, i think you better wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing. &lt;strong&gt;EH MARILYN OR YILEI IF YOU TWO SEE THIS, WHERE TO ON 28?!? D: SUNBATHE IN WWW. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4771373329928345745?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4771373329928345745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4771373329928345745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4771373329928345745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4771373329928345745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-that-kinda-bug-you.html' title='things that kinda bug you.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4253579923621786699</id><published>2009-11-13T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:28:39.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempest Conviction.</title><content type='html'>Oh man, i thin my arm and my back's gonna break. Guess what? I didn't use my computer for the whole of yesterday, miracle. And i spent my night reading, miracle x2. See, i can be a good girl if i want to. LOL. Ok luh, my aunt threatened me so i scared HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i can't wake up. I opened my eyes a little bit, i looked that the clock: '9.40am'. I was like '&lt;em&gt;aiya, still early.'&lt;/em&gt; The next time i woke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt:&lt;/strong&gt; Oi, hippo. Hippo. Wake up. &lt;em&gt;(yeeees, she calls me hippo lolomg. Either that or feimiu :/)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Oh fuck! I'm late."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't hear me cuss, i think.. Yeah, i thought i was going to be late for my detail since 70 always seems to take forever to come. -,- You know what, i was actually early.. again. The day before, coach gave me a whole box of pellets (10 tins). So i brought that damn thing home and i swear it was &lt;strong&gt;heavy&lt;/strong&gt;. Today i had to bring that to safra plus the rest of my crap. AND YOU KNOW WHAT. I BROUGHT IT BACK HOME AGAIN. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still raining when i got to my bus stop home. And and and this reeeeeally nice lady offered to share her umbrella to walk me into the car park. So nice right? Right?! 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4253579923621786699?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4253579923621786699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4253579923621786699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4253579923621786699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4253579923621786699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/tempest-conviction.html' title='Tempest Conviction.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5024860462446216126</id><published>2009-11-11T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:04:11.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that it</title><content type='html'>I can't believe i went out on every single day of my holidays so far. There's so much to say but by the time i come home i'm all tired and lazy so i would tend to magically forget everything that happened on that day. Really really. When tomorrow comes, i would be out again. So this cycle thing will repeat all over. Yes, every time i come back home from school or where ever i would straight away collaspe on the couch and wake up 3-4 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there was dance practice today. To think that we're gonna perform that in front of graduating 16 and 17 year olds. It's embarrassing ttm. D; But anyways, alsagoff being a control freak about the moves and all on monday. Thanks god i wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the dance thing, i was early for practice at safra. Debbie and Meihui pangseh me, went to take the 9.30 detail without telling me! LOL. I was early, i got nothing to do, not enough money to pay range fees. So i slept on the bench outside 7/11 with a bag of barbequed-flavoured lays. I don't wanna spend to much time talking about shooting so, overall the range was freezing and i was dying. &lt;em&gt;I actually improved this time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5024860462446216126?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5024860462446216126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5024860462446216126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5024860462446216126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5024860462446216126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-that-it.html' title='Is that it'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8312948468634939607</id><published>2009-11-04T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:07:39.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cloudy with a chance of meatballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SvGE3Uap5SI/AAAAAAAAATs/-r4NkFWO994/s1600-h/cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400243514102113570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SvGE3Uap5SI/AAAAAAAAATs/-r4NkFWO994/s400/cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, i can't believe it. This whole week i've been going out almost everyday. I've gotta stop and i'm freaking tired. Really. *collecting dark circles and eyebags* But okay okay anyways. I went out with serene, &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;Yeap, but we didn't go anywhere far like yesterday (novena, ion, suntec. holy shit man). We didn't plan to watch a movie today, somehow since we didn't have &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; to do at J8. So we watched a movie lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to watch 'Jenifer's Body' (the name sounds like some porno, lolomg) but the time slot was a little too late. We just picked the show with the earliest one, &lt;strong&gt;'Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs' &lt;/strong&gt;8D Oh when we buying popcorns. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were seriously arguing at each other in front of the guy at the counter for a minute plus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sure the guy was like 'wtf, place our order already'. Hahahah. The stupid thing was that we were arguing on whether we should buy sweeted or salted popcorns. LOL. After that, we both 'next time we're buying seperate popcorns &gt;" at each other. HHAHAHA. Hilaaaaaarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cinema i was putting my feets up onto the seat in front of mine, later this guy came in. So i was "whoops''.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-8312948468634939607?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8312948468634939607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8312948468634939607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8312948468634939607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8312948468634939607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/cloudy-with-chance-of-meatballs.html' title='cloudy with a chance of meatballs'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SvGE3Uap5SI/AAAAAAAAATs/-r4NkFWO994/s72-c/cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-4042032272957032540</id><published>2009-11-03T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:38:27.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like little beetles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Playing catching in Suntec is the best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks Serene for stealing my phone and making me chase you all over level 4. Now my legs a bit stiff stiff. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-4042032272957032540?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/4042032272957032540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=4042032272957032540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4042032272957032540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/4042032272957032540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/playing-catching-in-suntec-is-best.html' title='Like little beetles.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-891470355998456576</id><published>2009-11-02T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:18:53.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the those lyrics</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep again last night. But whatever, my aunt makes a hell of delicious wrap. Filled with cheese, ham (cooked w/ olive oil, idk how) and salad. It's seriously tasty. No kidding. Later my aunt went "&lt;em&gt;MIKI, WANT TO GO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;OUT?&lt;/em&gt;" So yeah, first we went to Clarke Quay. You know throughout the whole day my aunt abandoned me 3 times. YES. D: I very saddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we met my uncle while flagging a taxi. LOL. So coincidence right, happened to be his cab. Then we went to ION. The place is still as confusing as ever. I want to get myself a jacket or something but nah. Didn't work, all. so. expensive. @_@ We went to this chinese restaurant, and the place looked really cool. Really really. Not so old fashioned kind one. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; hard to protect my new shoes. BUT BUT THIS GUY AH, IDK HOW HE GET UP FROM HIS SEAT. Then he squashed my foot and it hurts ok! I was like "&lt;em&gt;Owwww&lt;/em&gt;" *rubs foot*. While in the bus, i was really exhausted. Almost fell asleep, until we reached our stop :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very 乱 right now. Hmmmm :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-891470355998456576?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/891470355998456576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=891470355998456576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/891470355998456576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/891470355998456576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/like-those-lyrics.html' title='Like the those lyrics'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6911076537221987201</id><published>2009-11-01T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:08:52.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANEES.♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY ANEES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're aging too fast already&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning he came over and i was all 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY' towards him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:25 PM) ★ みき`:MY COUSIN V GOOD. today his birthday, come visit me. Take all the present already then go. AND I DIDNT EVEN KNEW HE LEFT ALR. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:25 PM) Marilyn:LOL.N1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:26 PM) ★ みき`:EH EXPENSIVE PRESENT LEH. PUMA JACKET. 80 BUCKS. NOT EVEN THANK YOU D8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:26 PM) Marilyn:LOLWTH. okay nice cousin you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:27 PM) ★ みき`:Ehhh actually, ah got sale the original price was 80 bucks. The sales, it was only $18-20 LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:27 PM) Marilyn:LOL IDIOT LA YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:28 PM) ★ みき`:then i just left the original price tag on with the jacket LOLL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:28 PM) Marilyn:LOL IDIOT LEH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(1:29 PM) ★ みき`:LOL WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boring one his birthdays. No party no nothing. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6911076537221987201?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6911076537221987201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6911076537221987201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6911076537221987201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6911076537221987201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-anees.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANEES.♥'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-3780893299191291602</id><published>2009-10-30T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:08:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyrise</title><content type='html'>SO LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. No long-winded speeches, or maybe there was but i wasn't paying attention. So i guess it's time to round up my school year. I wish i could just skip to the resolutions part right now, cause it's when i start listing a bunch of stuff i want to do or have but eventually will never happen LOL. Okay anyways, i think today was fun one way or another. Omg, i think i can never play Speed with Pearly 'cause it goes on for 45 minutes solid and it haven't even come close to ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School:&lt;/strong&gt; Studies, eh improved somehow. Rather happy with EOY results, met my imaginary target of at least 70% overall. I want Mr Pilo to teach my class again next year, cause i never ever ever want Mr Marican teaching me history *evil stare* I think there's more teacher i don't want teaching me again next year compared to those i want. Hhaha, sadly Mr Tay retaining for the sec 1s next year. I don't have anything to say about the school, it's not like i would want to say "Yah, school very clean, very dirty." Okay, i. should. stop. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends: &lt;/strong&gt;Met loads of different/weird/freaky/-_-/:D/O:/.../&gt;D/D&lt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EXCUSE ME ANYONE READING THIS PORTION, THESE ARE COMPLIMENTS OK. DON'T. DO. ANYTHING. TO. ME. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can't i got along with &lt;em&gt;everyone &lt;/em&gt;so yeah, maybe good stuffs are enough. How Jermaine's laugh kills the ear, Arabelle.. being arabelle LOL, Anna Belle has tiny hands (8DD). etc etc. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(No particular order since it's late and i wanna finish blogging and go to sleep &lt;em&gt;like now&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i think, i changed somehow. How? I don't really know. I was surprisingly quiet (maybe it's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; surprising). I'm too lazy to talk to myself and i want to write about the crazy resolutions thing thing i have right now! I'LL SKIP THIS PART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i want to do during the holidays/next year.&lt;br /&gt;1. Clique outing, primary school &amp;amp; secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go wild wild wet again.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish hmwk (get in touch with my inner nerd HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;4. Change my eating habits, i find that i'm eating too much even though i'm not really eating at all in school. But at home, oh my god.. *faint. (I feel really weird right now, my hands smell like sushi and i have pizza breath. :/)&lt;br /&gt;5. Consistent in shooting. (I think i actually did worse than i first started.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Go escape theme park.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get a cat.&lt;br /&gt;8. Fill up coin box to the top with only $1 coins.&lt;br /&gt;9. My long-awaited psp.&lt;br /&gt;10. Another long-awaited phone.&lt;br /&gt;11. Another phone.&lt;br /&gt;12. Another phone.&lt;br /&gt;13. Animes.&lt;br /&gt;14. Animes.&lt;br /&gt;15. Music.&lt;br /&gt;16. Music.&lt;br /&gt;17. More Animes.&lt;br /&gt;18. More clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. DONE. SO FUN. I GOT BORED HALFWAY, BUT WHO CARES. I'M GETTING MY SLEEP RIGHT NOW 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-3780893299191291602?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/3780893299191291602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=3780893299191291602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3780893299191291602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/3780893299191291602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/skyrise.html' title='Skyrise'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1194108609267540172</id><published>2009-10-28T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:18:21.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha. Ha. Ha.</title><content type='html'>1. Today i couldn't wake up, more like i didn't feel like waking up. It's sort of like the first time i actually managed to sleep so nicely this few days. Since school this week is really a waste of time, might as well jst stay home. WHY DOES ALMOST EVERYONE IN CLASS HAVE A PSP OR DS AT LEAST. SHEESH. &lt;strong&gt;I WANT ONE TOO&lt;/strong&gt;, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. During home econs today i learnt that honey stars + vanilla = a very tasty bowl of ice cream. The ice cream my group made look really disgusting at the same time it looks like this wonderland with chocolate river. (It does not look as nice as it sounds LOL) The chocolate syrup was&lt;em&gt; really really&lt;/em&gt; bitter, i understand why dark chocolates are not 100% cocoa now. At first our ice cream tasted nice, until it started to make me really grossed out. I don't think i can handle candied toppings kind of ice cream. Felt a little queasy but aiya alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Got back my report book. I'm ony posting my results now cause i wanted to make sure that i posted the grades correctly lol. So erm hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH: 71 l A2&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE: 53 l C6&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS: 66 l B4 (&lt;em&gt;D:&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE: 80 l A1&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY: 73 l A2&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY: 75 l A1&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE: 75 l A1&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T: 83 l A1&lt;br /&gt;ART: 77 l A1&lt;br /&gt;HOME ECONS: 73 l A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths feels out of place LOL NVM. xD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You're really two-faced. You claimed to like that person but truth is you're bitching about her behind their back? Yes, a very good friend indeed. Quit being such a hypocrite, it gets on people's nerves. Oh, i may not necessarily be refering to you :x but hey. Did you feel any guilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;5. LOL. JUST NOW MY UNCLE AND I WERE CHALLENGING EACH OTHER ON TEKKEN 5, THE SCORES WERE 8-2. HE NOW OWES ME A TREAT TO SUBWAY &gt;D HHAHAAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1194108609267540172?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1194108609267540172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1194108609267540172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1194108609267540172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1194108609267540172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-ha-ha.html' title='Ha. Ha. Ha.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-390916377612810077</id><published>2009-10-27T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:30:46.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joker la you</title><content type='html'>I wasn't too hyped up for shooting today. In fact, i wasn't looking forward to it at all. Yes, i broght my poker cards to school. Next time, i should bring more normal ones. It felt like i was playing big2, black jack and stress for the whole day. I feel so back in primary school. LOL. But i own my class in stress ok! Don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before shooting, Dhany and i were smuggling food and drinks up to the range. Then i showed them the magic trick i learnt today. &gt;D Later while i was showing Yifang, the trick then Junhui came over. So he was like "&lt;em&gt;Wah doing magic ah?! Eh show me show me!&lt;/em&gt;" LOL, i showed him then he impressed &amp;amp; *clapclap* me. Eh then he come challenge us stress, hahah he but in the end he lost to me. &gt;D AHAHAH. And then, i played big2 against Zueol, Junhui and Andrew. EH play cards with them damn fun. Hhaahah. And because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Junhui lost to me, he now owes everyone in shooting ice cream&lt;/span&gt; if not he's not a man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, today was fun :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-390916377612810077?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/390916377612810077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=390916377612810077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/390916377612810077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/390916377612810077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/joker-la-you.html' title='joker la you'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5227540196852909761</id><published>2009-10-26T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:07:52.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monopolyz</title><content type='html'>I got 3 CCA points this year. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is pathetic. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was CCA DAY. Sad enough it was shooting for the whole time and i'm not improving at all. I don't know why. Maybe i should stop chocolates? &gt;: Ughhhhh. It's damn frustrating sometimes. I've grown to hate buddha claps led by coach. Wah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went to Macs, (coach tompang us to j8 again), with Elaine, Pearlyn, Meihui and Yifang. LOL, i asked arabelle to come along also (cause i wanted her to buy then give me the monopoly game piece). EH. NOT BAD LEH, even though she didn't buy anything right. Some random aunty gave her and she gave it to me. 8D As a present, i gave her the instant win for small fries one. HAHAHA. When i told my aunt about the MacDonald's monopoly 'lucky draw' thing,  she was like "Okay! Tomorrow i eat MacDonalds." LOL, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;THERE'S SHOOTING TMR. NOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5227540196852909761?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5227540196852909761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5227540196852909761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5227540196852909761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5227540196852909761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/monopolyz.html' title='monopolyz'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5701423160347528993</id><published>2009-10-25T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:44:25.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those aches and pains</title><content type='html'>I came back from council camp yesterday and i was dead tired. Serious. When i was back, i actually feel asleep. Then later in the evening while i was playing the computer, i fell asleep again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp started after school. With some talk by Mr Low and Mrs Teo. I stuck to Gladys throughout the camp hahah, cause i don't really know anyone else there. There was this leadership workshop thing. I tell you, Gladys damn suay. Almost all the games right kena forfeit one LOL. Most of the games in the workshop were the same as the orientation camp at the beginning of the year. It was &lt;em&gt;damn fun&lt;/em&gt; to play in school at night. For some reasons the lights at the parade square weren't on, so we were playing in the dark. Nice experience (Y). Erm, first my group played construct, destruct. It was somewhat lik dodge ball. Then capture the flag. Oh then there it was, this game where you're practically making coffee in your mouth. Pour the coffee powder into your mouth, drink the water, gargle and the spit it out into this plastic bag tie it and throw it to the other person carrying the bucket. THE COFFEE TASTED VERY NICE YKNOW. YEYE BRAND ONE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later had this activity to blindfold ourselves, then the senior councillors will sort of like lead you. They ask you pump, you pump. :( 11 to 12.30am. 1 hour 30 minutes solid. Save me. Right after that, i totally no feeling at all just stone stone one. It was seriously, dead tiring. Gladys said i actually fell asleep within 4 seconds! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why i felt damn unsatisfied. When i woke up i looked like -_- Report in at 7.30. Oh LOL, when i sms marilyn i was nominated councillor, she said "&lt;strong&gt;Whole school dao&lt;/strong&gt;" HHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The workshop about public speaking was LOL. It was called '&lt;em&gt;inspire' &lt;/em&gt;your audience. The game we played later was some human football thing were all are feet are tied together. (Which is almost impossible to kick the ball unless you're at one of the two ends) I was at the end but, &lt;em&gt;but &lt;/em&gt;I was facing the wrong direction and i couldn't turn over 'cause my feet alr tied LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got back, i think i fell asleep. When i woke up later to play the computer, halfway i fell asleep again HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5701423160347528993?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5701423160347528993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5701423160347528993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5701423160347528993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5701423160347528993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/those-aches-and-pains.html' title='those aches and pains'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8710335276647902948</id><published>2009-10-20T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:26:09.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/St2-ekWQ_vI/AAAAAAAAATM/9vNZzX7TUr0/s1600-h/kns+connection.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394677361022140146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/St2-ekWQ_vI/AAAAAAAAATM/9vNZzX7TUr0/s400/kns+connection.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I'm downloading fma again because i lost that dvd and deleted it off my old com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT'S 13.5GB OF SPACE. = 3 DVDS.&lt;/span&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/6250299250931725465-8710335276647902948?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8710335276647902948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8710335276647902948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8710335276647902948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8710335276647902948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh my,'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/St2-ekWQ_vI/AAAAAAAAATM/9vNZzX7TUr0/s72-c/kns+connection.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1026928811921460197</id><published>2009-10-20T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:21:02.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random #42379847</title><content type='html'>I feel very lost right now. I have no idea why. I've been thinking what i did on sunday but no matter what, i can't remember at all. LOL. And i went on thinking about it for the whole morning. I also feel like that i've forgotten something else but i can't remember it so to heck with it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my will-power to continue manga colouring 'cause it seems like i can never completed finish anyone of them hahaha. That's it, i'm retiring. *no patience* I admire all those manga colouring artist who are will to spend 60+ hours on their piece. (Y). I can't even keep at it for.. 2 hours. LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, tomorrow. Getting back results. :X I only feeling nervous &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; cause i only realised that i have to go back to school tomorrow. See, see, i told you i felt lost. And and i really hate mondays and tuesdays :/ all the nice stuffs airs on thursday onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1026928811921460197?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1026928811921460197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1026928811921460197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1026928811921460197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1026928811921460197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-42379847.html' title='random #42379847'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1717365105846257123</id><published>2009-10-18T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:18:14.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>positional play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HI. I ACTUALLY INTENDED TO POST ABOUT DEEPAVALI AT MY COUSIN'S PLACE BUT I WAS TOO LAZY CAUSE A LOT OF STUFF HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always like that. I planned to post about right after i got home on friday but aiyah, who cares. I hate long posts, very lazy to replay what ever happened on that day and then slowly post it out. LOL. I spent the last two days doing nothing at all. I didn't even leave my room god damn it. D: But but today i was really good, you know why? &gt;D Actually nothing happened la. I just went to use the computer in the living room instead of isolating myself in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like being part of the student council anymore :/ I thought about all the council shit i'm going have to go through and i lost my mood. PL more worth it. You're just there for free labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bored right now so i'll let you play a game. Just fill the blanks with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Yesterday i met my &lt;u&gt;(type of person)&lt;/u&gt;. I haven't seen him/her in &lt;u&gt;(duration)&lt;/u&gt;. He/She changed. Last time he/she looked &lt;u&gt;(appearance before)&lt;/u&gt; and now he/she's &lt;u&gt;(adjective)&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now you can let your imagination run wild. I feel so lame doing this LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1717365105846257123?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1717365105846257123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1717365105846257123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1717365105846257123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1717365105846257123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/positional-play.html' title='positional play.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2222954734357408663</id><published>2009-10-17T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:46:46.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights. Lights. Lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Su2CPnZby0I/AAAAAAAAATk/3e2NPlSi-Ec/s1600-h/lightup.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399114733072403266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Su2CPnZby0I/AAAAAAAAATk/3e2NPlSi-Ec/s400/lightup.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Happy Deepavali.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Su2BVQmDOuI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q7HvQKgZBck/s1600-h/lightup.png"&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/6250299250931725465-2222954734357408663?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2222954734357408663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2222954734357408663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2222954734357408663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2222954734357408663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/11/lights-lights-lights.html' title='Lights. Lights. Lights.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Su2CPnZby0I/AAAAAAAAATk/3e2NPlSi-Ec/s72-c/lightup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-6222666859621169855</id><published>2009-10-16T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:27:53.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ION.</title><content type='html'>Although i haven't posted in a week plus, i don't really have much to say about the tiny details that happened other than today. All forgot already LOL. Last day of my papers, i really hated maths paper 2 and geography. Very #$%^&amp;amp;*( Chinese also a little @#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after English paper, went to j8 to meet up with Serene. Every time i see her, she seems to be turning more tanner. I promised to treat her McFlurry but yeah i didn't. lol. After i changed, we went to Mos Burger to eat. And i realised it was hard to drink milkshakes with a tiny straw, but so nice. Strawberry milkshake. Oh yes, don't ever put milk into ice lemon tea. Dont. It will taste, god damn weird. Really. And then we went to Ion at Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time there, actually i think its my first time shopping in Orchard after like 4-5 months. o_o That place is easy to get lost. For the first 30 minutes we were just walking in circles like "&lt;em&gt;Eh i thought we pass by here just now, why we back here again?!&lt;/em&gt;" 3 floor was all the super-duper-expensive-that-i-cant-afford things then went to Prologue. It looked pretty cool and all but the food at the cafe was O_O. Bought a pencil for Serene, LOL! And stayed there playing around with the stuff at the scrap booking area. Scary, serene was scratching the cover of all the items, suddenly break how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to borders, we saw a lot of people carrying these helium balloon. So serene also wanted one and we went around searching where to get those balloons. And when we finally found it, serene (and i) don't dare ask. We just wasted time going round and round and round and round. I also feel like wanting a helium balloon and make my voice go squeaky and all. lolrandom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking, went to buy cookies to eat along the way. :/ Totally forgotten about the Famous Amos downstairs. Aiyah, never mind lah. Walked all the way to Borders and inside Borders we walked from basement walk up to fourth floor then walked down and walked up again. Our legs were damn sore. I don't understand how last time when i go out with my relatives and i'm able to walk for 6 hours straight with them. Must be i'm aging faster than anyone else. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe exam over already. Now i have all the time in the world again.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, SET AFTER TOMORROW'S DEEPAVALI WITH MY COUSINS. I WILL GO SET NEW ANIME/MANGA RECORD. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-6222666859621169855?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/6222666859621169855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=6222666859621169855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6222666859621169855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/6222666859621169855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/ion.html' title='ION.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-5949693489145378608</id><published>2009-10-08T11:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:41:41.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds and Ends</title><content type='html'>In my school's computer lab right now. Everyone's just on facebook or something else. My seat is facing Ken's and Qi Jin's computer, you know what. There's playing dota. D: Why their computers have, i'm dying from boredom here lol. (surprisingly dota isn't lagging on the school's pc. o_o) I can't even catch up with my anime, there's no speakers and the direct speakers from the computer isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to mangafox*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom promised to return the internet &amp;amp; laptop for today. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;but it's only for today, damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-5949693489145378608?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/5949693489145378608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=5949693489145378608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5949693489145378608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/5949693489145378608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/odds-and-ends.html' title='Odds and Ends'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2172315604112876067</id><published>2009-10-05T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:37:48.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode III-II - Gambit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you're wondering why i'm on the internet when my mom locked it up last night, I'M AT MY COUSIN'S PLACE RIGHT NOW. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA. YES. THE INTERNET BABY.&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/6250299250931725465-2172315604112876067?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2172315604112876067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2172315604112876067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2172315604112876067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2172315604112876067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/episode-iii-ii-gambit.html' title='Episode III-II - Gambit.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8876585229837910779</id><published>2009-10-03T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:47:37.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Seagulls Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI IS THE BEST MURDER TRAGEDY ANIME I EVER WATCHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at least for the first 5 episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although they have to do something about the singer for the ending theme lols.&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/6250299250931725465-8876585229837910779?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8876585229837910779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8876585229837910779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8876585229837910779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8876585229837910779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-seagulls-cry_03.html' title='When the Seagulls Cry'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-600634063419263393</id><published>2009-10-02T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:32:40.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye modem, hello spoilt phone and printed paper</title><content type='html'>Marilyn just told me that its 5 days more to PSLE. LOL. I can still remember my psle so clearly *shudders* along with my 3 months without internet record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was crazy, so many things to do and finish. ...  Maybe it only applies to me (since i have never-ending overdues). On tuesday was the performance for the aesthetic dance, but yeah we screwed up the whole of the hip hop part. But can't be helped what, we only had an hour plus to come up steps for 32-eights. But overall i guess it was fun, maybe. Seeing Ruban getting stepped on by Nigel S. was really really funny LOL, serious. &gt;D And i thought that Jermaine's group choreography turned out very neat.&lt;br /&gt;Before it was our group to perform, everyone nervous like shit, scared suddenly halfway on start pee or something random like that HAHA. (Of course no one pee on stage lah). Results were out today, my group got first.. but we have to perform for graduation night D: (but it's at swiss hotel &gt;D) If only we can totally change the dance by not adding all the chinese, malay, indian elements crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs is just &lt;em&gt;really really&lt;/em&gt; troublesome. Really. Must get so many things printed for no reason and must do s many research. I don't have printer at home, so i kept wasting school's material. Today i had stuff to print also, i went to the computer lab but the door was locked! I knocked but the instructor guy didn't open it at all, (surely he can hear it from inside the instructor's office room(?) right). Then i noticed that the other computer lab was opened, so i went in from there and got my stuff printed HEHE. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During class, Joel, Bobby, Ken and the midget group all playing with this DnT apron which they tied into a ball and had a mini counter-strike in class. &lt;em&gt;THE WORLD IS THEIR PLAYGROUND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the class empty cause it was impossible to do anything without getting hit, so they moved to the other half of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to move soon! In a few months time i guess, but my parents have been telling me that we're gonna move since p5 so i'm not sure whether it's going to be in a few months time or not. But anyways i'm moving! I'm moving! My dad damn cute, he went to take a look outside the flat and took pictures around the area. LOL, the place looks '8D'. Even though i'm moving from a 5 room to a 4 room, it's damn stupid that the 4 room actually seems bigger. And the gate looks ugly. But still '8D'. Moving house means i get to have a clean new room minus all the junk and dust. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think what i'm going to say next might scare or surprise the shit out of you. *deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;I got nominated as student councilor. Please get up slowly if you have fallen off your chair while reading this. This was really unexpected since, i rarely hand in homework on time, sometimes might fall asleep during lesson, my attire's a mess.  I'm still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O____O&lt;/span&gt; right now too. Maybe i'll try it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-600634063419263393?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/600634063419263393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=600634063419263393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/600634063419263393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/600634063419263393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-modem-hello-spoilt-phone-and.html' title='goodbye modem, hello spoilt phone and printed paper'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-2040367540094819322</id><published>2009-09-25T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:00:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tip of your tongue</title><content type='html'>I planned on not posting until the EOY are finished, but for the heck of it who cares lah. This week damn damn damn stress please. Revision paper revision paper revision paper, everywhere also have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised for the whole of this week, every time i saw Mdm Chua she would be wearing &lt;em&gt;that same&lt;/em&gt; dress but only in a different colour. I bet she has that dress in every colour. But omg, the dress damn disgusting ok, ugly flowery patterned and it's pleated from the waist down somemore. But at least for my chinese oral, she was the one taking me. The rest of the cheena teachers are scarier than scary. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday i was late by &lt;em&gt;2minutes&lt;/em&gt;. Yes. 2 MINUTES. I tried to fake to the councilor that it was my first time (actually second time already), but i didn't know they recorded the previous one. -,- LOL. IT WAS DAMN FAILED. Hahaha, then when she told me second time, i act act bit "Oh ya ya correct.". In the end, had to copy three pages off one of my textbooks and report to Mr Razali at 7.15 exactly the next day. But the thing was that i was 'late' again. Arrived at 7.20 (school starts at 7.30 la hello). -,- He made me report to him again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i don't really do my homework when i'm at home. All is the next day then do one. Like for example, the next day i have chinese, maths then english periods. During Chinese i'll do my maths homework, then during maths i'll do my english and the chinese homework from the begining of the day i'll hand in tmr. LOL. If i'm not then i'll probably being vandalising all over my handbook. Really, you flip to any page you won't be able to see any empty space one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385419163229915426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SrzaMh7miSI/AAAAAAAAATE/JLmEi612GWc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits: &lt;a href="http://artnourd.deviantart.com/"&gt;Artnourd&lt;/a&gt; &gt; Deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&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/6250299250931725465-2040367540094819322?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/2040367540094819322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=2040367540094819322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2040367540094819322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/2040367540094819322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/09/tip-of-your-tongue.html' title='tip of your tongue'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/SrzaMh7miSI/AAAAAAAAATE/JLmEi612GWc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-608784170020709837</id><published>2009-09-17T15:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:32:00.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa oh oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I finally found some mood to start posting some things up. The week passed rather fast but i can't say that i'm entirely happy to be back in school. Eh, of course lah. Given a choice for you to stay at home or to go to school, which one will you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyways anyways, i hate week 1 mondays, ended at 3pm. During chinese lesson, Mdm Chua won't stop scolding the class (no wonder nobody likes her). Oh she wore this awful blouse which had a huge translucent flower at the back. Hhaha why am i not surprised. Today was even more hilarious, she wore this 60s dress and when she stepped into the class, i saw aihuy taking out her phone to take a picture of her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, I can't believe why i looked forward to this semester's aesthetics. Wah, how wrong i was man. Waste of time, i don't mind if they replaced P.E with that. :/ I had shooting after schools then. It was so-so, i'm nt exactly improving much either so i sometimes don't really see a point to it. Anyways, at least coach tompang us to j8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just when i thought i really hated home econs right. We made muffins for this week's lesson. Hahah, i can't stop stealing the chocolate chips when Mrs Teo wasn't looking. Sugar also lol. &gt;D She would never know. It tasted great ok! I LIKE HOME ECONS AGAIN. While taking out the muffins from the oven, (idk how) jermaine took the table cloth and somehow my pen cap fell over the table in got stuck in the oven. YES, IT'S STUCK IN THE OVEN. Couldn't remove it so we just left it there. I bet it's still there right now too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class' lit teacher had been changing throughout the year cause of Mrs Ravi's maternal leave. But she back, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to go on hiatus from blogging for now. Until EOY are over i guess. Damn, the homework i have bores me. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-608784170020709837?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/608784170020709837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=608784170020709837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/608784170020709837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/608784170020709837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoa-oh-oh.html' title='whoa oh oh'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-8984117695462218279</id><published>2009-09-13T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:31:59.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh damn.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's finally it. :( Truthfully i rather do HBL than to go to school, i love my house too much already. LOL. You give me 2 bottle of water and 1 tin of biscuit, i tell you can survive in my room without coming out for a month. Hahahha &lt;em&gt;juuuust kidding&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ I want an mp4. Solely so i can add my animes in it and carry it where ever i go and watch it where/when ever i want. Damn random ok haha. Eh i think the only thing i'm doing when i blog is telling you what i want or telling you that i have no $$$. Even the word hurts. 8'((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been having runny nose since yesterday and my aunt even gave me a tissue box to bring home with. Haha cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="1"&gt;i want episode 1 of kaichou wa maid-sama :B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-8984117695462218279?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/8984117695462218279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=8984117695462218279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8984117695462218279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/8984117695462218279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-damn.html' title='oh damn.'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250299250931725465.post-1146834330771755056</id><published>2009-09-12T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:45:29.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dice</title><content type='html'>Ah, it sucks tomorrow's the last day of holidays (and it sucks even more cause my cousin had to suan me about his 1month-long holiday D:) But eh, i actually did my homework you know!&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Maths Exercise 14.1&amp;amp;2&amp;amp;3&amp;amp;&lt;/s&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Maths GFA Chap 12&amp;amp;&lt;/s&gt;13 &amp;amp; Algebra&lt;br /&gt;3. Home Econs Research. (Left 3 pages)&lt;br /&gt;4. CL Compo (... Didn't intend on doing)&lt;br /&gt;Fine fine, still left quite a lot. Feels like i never really did anything huh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH, I LOST MY PHONE AND THERE'S SMTH IN IT WHICH I NEED FOR HOME ECONS. DAMN. AND I MISS MY MEMORY CARD. :( I want a new phone instead of my current red piece of shit 8( New headphones would be good too~ Ah, and a new jacket~ and.. The more think about this the more i realise how broke i am. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on my anime-marathon since yesterday. Yesterday's record: 15 hours. o_____o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6250299250931725465-1146834330771755056?l=thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/feeds/1146834330771755056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6250299250931725465&amp;postID=1146834330771755056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1146834330771755056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6250299250931725465/posts/default/1146834330771755056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thispageisinvalid.blogspot.com/2009/09/dice.html' title='dice'/><author><name>Miki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCC-8wN9xQI/Sz2S-ns6p6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xv7eYTpHENg/S220/KH01.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
