<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030</id><updated>2011-07-10T07:30:22.719-07:00</updated><category term='lala'/><title type='text'>HUi SHi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4661677215048960909</id><published>2010-02-14T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:07:26.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/S3gNUXLSJJI/AAAAAAAACE8/tw6dUia9DFY/s1600-h/DSC_3827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/S3gNUXLSJJI/AAAAAAAACE8/tw6dUia9DFY/s320/DSC_3827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438111193519760530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;www.iheartscharcoal.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;new blog. go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4661677215048960909?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4661677215048960909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4661677215048960909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4661677215048960909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4661677215048960909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2010/02/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/S3gNUXLSJJI/AAAAAAAACE8/tw6dUia9DFY/s72-c/DSC_3827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-258999960464403458</id><published>2010-02-10T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:21:14.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna ask asyiqin for help to revamp my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i want a new url or whatever it is for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;the url of my current blog is lame.&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking? what world sia? LAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have been plagued with stress.&lt;br /&gt;not to do with anyone, mind you. just myself.&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to think of such things?&lt;br /&gt;seriously lah. wah lau we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bang my head pls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-258999960464403458?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/258999960464403458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=258999960464403458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/258999960464403458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/258999960464403458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-gonna-ask-asyiqin-for-help-to-revamp.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7132978560693533587</id><published>2010-01-03T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:41:31.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know what it feels like to be bounded by a invisible force to be reckoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have recently experienced something close to that.&lt;br /&gt;and it feels good to just let go of what you have keeping in your heart for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, we assume some things are ultimately good for us,&lt;br /&gt;and that we will benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;little did we know, that these things, might be the things&lt;br /&gt;that hinder us from being stronger, and morph us into different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we choose to believe what is good for us, but sometimes the choices may not be correct.&lt;br /&gt;in life, we are given the choices, the decisions.&lt;br /&gt;and we have the power to go to the path that seems best suited for us.&lt;br /&gt;we may succeed, we may fail. we may laugh, or we may cry.&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, you learn something that not everyone has a chance to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe once in a while, we delude ourselves and are tempted to taste danger.&lt;br /&gt;inside out hearts, we already knew the dire consequences,&lt;br /&gt;and yet we go on with it. cos we feel, we should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how harsh or how magnificent the emotions and experiences we have gone through,&lt;br /&gt;we must accept them with a open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there is a reason why we go through it.&lt;br /&gt;because God arranged it.&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to learn that even though the sky may be dark at times,&lt;br /&gt;dont dwell on that little negative part.&lt;br /&gt;for the sky create rainbows as well:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dont know what talking abt the last bit:)&lt;br /&gt;just how i felt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7132978560693533587?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7132978560693533587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7132978560693533587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7132978560693533587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7132978560693533587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-know-what-it-feels-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6533649640421371916</id><published>2009-12-22T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:36:40.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8w1o5UJI/AAAAAAAACDA/m4xT90snnrg/s1600-h/21122009272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8w1o5UJI/AAAAAAAACDA/m4xT90snnrg/s320/21122009272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037898945056914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zombie face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8wXOcQCI/AAAAAAAACC4/s6UgjmYHK0Q/s1600-h/21122009271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8wXOcQCI/AAAAAAAACC4/s6UgjmYHK0Q/s320/21122009271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037890781036578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small eyes small mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8wMjydZI/AAAAAAAACCw/qttiWwmRN88/s1600-h/21122009270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8wMjydZI/AAAAAAAACCw/qttiWwmRN88/s320/21122009270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037887917782418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big eyes big mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7XlUklFI/AAAAAAAACCo/EHUMo6cNM7c/s1600-h/21122009269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7XlUklFI/AAAAAAAACCo/EHUMo6cNM7c/s320/21122009269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418036365556487250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small eyes big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7XYa9mVI/AAAAAAAACCg/JbqCtKsDnT0/s1600-h/21122009268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7XYa9mVI/AAAAAAAACCg/JbqCtKsDnT0/s320/21122009268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418036362093631826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big eyes small mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7Ww_XbCI/AAAAAAAACCY/VIsm0W0H_xw/s1600-h/21122009267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7Ww_XbCI/AAAAAAAACCY/VIsm0W0H_xw/s320/21122009267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418036351508900898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two children. very cute children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5KR-D7BI/AAAAAAAACCA/r5O4QqobmAY/s1600-h/21122009263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5KR-D7BI/AAAAAAAACCA/r5O4QqobmAY/s320/21122009263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418033938000243730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carissa. she was amazed by the flash of my cam.&lt;br /&gt;so she stopped crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5KAquybI/AAAAAAAACB4/GmE6wbxYSkc/s1600-h/21122009262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5KAquybI/AAAAAAAACB4/GmE6wbxYSkc/s320/21122009262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418033933355764146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still amazed. not as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5JnYfhFI/AAAAAAAACBw/S0F8326QAmI/s1600-h/21122009261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5JnYfhFI/AAAAAAAACBw/S0F8326QAmI/s320/21122009261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418033926568379474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her face is like 'so boring'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7WEYdGPI/AAAAAAAACCI/gyVCK--L3Ac/s1600-h/21122009264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC7WEYdGPI/AAAAAAAACCI/gyVCK--L3Ac/s320/21122009264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418036339534534898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starts to cry cos she is hungry.&lt;br /&gt;she drinks alot of milk man. big appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5JBMBUSI/AAAAAAAACBo/pGx8Y-SZXOk/s1600-h/21122009260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5JBMBUSI/AAAAAAAACBo/pGx8Y-SZXOk/s320/21122009260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418033916315521314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glam moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5ItTFn2I/AAAAAAAACBg/V_135Tr7150/s1600-h/21122009259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC5ItTFn2I/AAAAAAAACBg/V_135Tr7150/s320/21122009259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418033910976454498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at her cheeks and lips! so CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE  MY COUSINS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6533649640421371916?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6533649640421371916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6533649640421371916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6533649640421371916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6533649640421371916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/zombie-face-small-eyes-small-mouth-big.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SzC8w1o5UJI/AAAAAAAACDA/m4xT90snnrg/s72-c/21122009272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-58665193818804176</id><published>2009-12-16T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:23:03.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my mum was correct. i should stop thinking for others.&lt;br /&gt;and start thinking for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-58665193818804176?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/58665193818804176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=58665193818804176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/58665193818804176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/58665193818804176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-what-we-humans-should-never.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6692054826052349927</id><published>2009-12-10T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:42:46.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SyESraZeskI/AAAAAAAACBY/Z2JTd_HKF9k/s1600-h/pokerface-0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SyESraZeskI/AAAAAAAACBY/Z2JTd_HKF9k/s320/pokerface-0271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413628764105912898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i was editing some of my zilians(pardon me)&lt;br /&gt;and im like....nobody reads my blog, so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;in addition, why do i need to put a 'pretty' picture of myself?&lt;br /&gt;just so i can show some readers that im like.... not ugly?&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dont have to be the prettiest to put ur own face on blog:D makes sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SyESrBjH08I/AAAAAAAACBQ/qOtK-9UOA3w/s1600-h/pokerface-0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SyESrBjH08I/AAAAAAAACBQ/qOtK-9UOA3w/s320/pokerface-0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413628757435470786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the pic that i initially wanna put on blog.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. i hear u snoring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6692054826052349927?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6692054826052349927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6692054826052349927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6692054826052349927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6692054826052349927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-now-i-was-editing-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SyESraZeskI/AAAAAAAACBY/Z2JTd_HKF9k/s72-c/pokerface-0271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7181526254635052012</id><published>2009-12-07T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:54:38.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" i thought about how often this was needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in everyday life.how we feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, sometimes to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;point of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, but we don't let those tears come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;because we are not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. or how we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;feel a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surge of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; for a partner but we don't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;anything because we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frozen with the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;what those words might do to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mitch albom.&lt;br /&gt;adapted from tuesdays with morrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7181526254635052012?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7181526254635052012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7181526254635052012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7181526254635052012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7181526254635052012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-about-how-often-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-9009254987710441973</id><published>2009-12-06T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T04:44:51.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sxum5SV0tMI/AAAAAAAACBI/DzpwoGCmWXI/s1600-h/pokerface-0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sxum5SV0tMI/AAAAAAAACBI/DzpwoGCmWXI/s320/pokerface-0185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412102880321909954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this aunty who stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;i was eating a nice bowl of fish noodles.&lt;br /&gt;she stared at me. stare stare stare.&lt;br /&gt;and....smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREEPY SIOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-9009254987710441973?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/9009254987710441973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=9009254987710441973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/9009254987710441973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/9009254987710441973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-was-this-aunty-who-stared-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sxum5SV0tMI/AAAAAAAACBI/DzpwoGCmWXI/s72-c/pokerface-0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7847469095393638627</id><published>2009-12-04T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:56:51.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont have to be the most gorgeous girl to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont need to have the sexiest body to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont need to wish you had those alluring eyes to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont need to wish that your legs will thinner to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont need to wish to be the prettiest to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt; dont need to wish your waist was smaller to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;" &gt;dont need to wish to have the most beautiful hair to feel more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt; confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; dont need to change yourself to feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i shall embark on a new journey.capital N capital J&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7847469095393638627?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7847469095393638627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7847469095393638627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7847469095393638627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7847469095393638627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-dont-have-to-be-most-gorgeous-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1439721071833951717</id><published>2009-12-03T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:44:21.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SxiWYwImEuI/AAAAAAAACBA/HloWCPpUjuM/s1600-h/pokerface-0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SxiWYwImEuI/AAAAAAAACBA/HloWCPpUjuM/s320/pokerface-0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411240304267629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh for the photo quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephanie asked me to join sm and her to find job at causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;and i rejected the offer cos i simply felt HEAVY.&lt;br /&gt;actual fact, i felt lethargic and restless.&lt;br /&gt;and it is true i felt heavy, not weight wise,&lt;br /&gt;heart wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, sad, sappy, long songs makes me feel sick to the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;i listen to them grudgingly on my mp3 that i decided to give up&lt;br /&gt;and go for upbeat songs.now i keep listening to songs from boa, every little thing,&lt;br /&gt;all american rejects and blahs.&lt;br /&gt;and they really put me in a better mood, without having to listen to that depreciating voice in my head, repeating words of discouragement when im at my weakest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two months was how long it took for me to hold back everything.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, i couldnt take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah no worries, i didnt attempt suicide. IM NOT THAT DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, when these things happen,&lt;br /&gt;you feel like life is so meaningless for a second.&lt;br /&gt;and then when you think about those who love and care for you,&lt;br /&gt;life seems more meaningful than ever. more colourful i should say.&lt;br /&gt;is like they create the rainbows in your sky, or make you feel you are not alone in this.&lt;br /&gt;im so dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could say a thousand words of sorrow, anger.&lt;br /&gt;i could call someone now, and cry over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;but it wont change anything. the emotions wont linger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may live in the past, with the past.&lt;br /&gt;but that's the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;people may think im overreacting or what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;but....you know what... WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a blast with the zoo gang.&lt;br /&gt;was made fun of by everyone, including louis(?) who works there.&lt;br /&gt;he is a zookeeper...right? i am so not sure.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, cos my hair was in such a mess it looked like a horrible bird nest,&lt;br /&gt;all of them decided to call me ah ma. esp alex.&lt;br /&gt;hence, my name has been changed, my age has changed.&lt;br /&gt;but they are great fun. a bundle of wholesome fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to steph's house to play monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;well we all went kinda mad you know.&lt;br /&gt;i was practically screaming the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;either cos someone stepped into one of the MRT stations (i owned three)&lt;br /&gt;or someone NEARLY stepped into my parliament house and asian civilisation musuems(both had a house each inside).&lt;br /&gt;cos if they did, i would be earning bucks!!! grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i joined allies with nat and alex, while gwt and steph joined.&lt;br /&gt;and we won~. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childish you may call it,  but at least they make life happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i may have broken ur promise, but you have broken my heart.thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1439721071833951717?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1439721071833951717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1439721071833951717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1439721071833951717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1439721071833951717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/12/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SxiWYwImEuI/AAAAAAAACBA/HloWCPpUjuM/s72-c/pokerface-0150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-2127644224984255189</id><published>2009-11-20T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T04:25:05.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>' there couldnt be just one side to a problem.&lt;br /&gt;just which side is more'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently in the unstable state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;not the kind when i-take-out-a-penknife-and-start-shredding my-skin-apart.&lt;br /&gt;just like, gosh, it's like im stuck in the world of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;permanently. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anybody know the dilemma of having to hear things u never wanted to hear,&lt;br /&gt;despite knowing it will happens and that it is natural?&lt;br /&gt;well im going thru that right now.&lt;br /&gt;actually for a long while.11 months to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, it is sickening, tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not many will understand what im going thru until they hear of it.&lt;br /&gt;well of course i cant just VOMIT out my emo-est thoughts on this blog,&lt;br /&gt;for they will invite loads of trouble and shitty rumours.&lt;br /&gt;and i might be in the centre of attention. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GIVE A SHIT TO THOSE WHO WANNA JUDGE ME.&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and be judgmental. i dont give a hoot. ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people make mistakes. even i do make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;i have been guilty of creating problems and&lt;br /&gt;i would apologise. i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs im stopping here cos im really getting emotional.that's a bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never blamed u from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never gonna end isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it laid a mark on my heart.and it would never be erased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-2127644224984255189?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/2127644224984255189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=2127644224984255189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2127644224984255189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2127644224984255189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-couldnt-be-just-one-side-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1534518966589133307</id><published>2009-11-19T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:48:30.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im chatting with lots of people:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you, yong thai for making my day.&lt;br /&gt;best god brother:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i have many to thank.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with them makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;esp my asyiqin baby doodoogagadollie(where did that came from?)&lt;br /&gt;and u know what, they are really good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a friendship is reborn. again:)&lt;br /&gt;im really grateful i took that step.&lt;br /&gt;and made the biggest climb(well, sort of lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entitled to freedom. PEACE Y'ALL! by the way i didnt complain to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1534518966589133307?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1534518966589133307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1534518966589133307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1534518966589133307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1534518966589133307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-chatting-with-lots-of-people-and.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-2508762239529677200</id><published>2009-11-09T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:07:52.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time ever since idunnowhen i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retaking chinese tmr and the nerves....grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;actually, im not that nervous.&lt;br /&gt;i dont anticipate to score an A for it cos it is OBVIOUSLY impossible.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. but yet i want to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you know, i can shove the report card into teachers' faces.&lt;br /&gt;and HAHAHA at them. just so i can enjoy that one moment of them being dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;something along that line i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, imagine their faces. like stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a life during the course of studying for Os.&lt;br /&gt;i study till late night, and the pimples and zits and whatever keep popping out.&lt;br /&gt;very frustrating you know. like wahlau, it is GOODNESSME pimple!!!&lt;br /&gt;yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now my skin is pretty clear of pimples.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god what the hell am i typing.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling confused about many things(confounded, you can say)&lt;br /&gt;yet im talking about my pimpleless face.&lt;br /&gt;hoho what a fulfiling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways so many things have happen&lt;br /&gt;the truths are out. and im blowned away.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could just blast off to some other planet.&lt;br /&gt;be away from this word 'thinking'.&lt;br /&gt;but...haiya. no point running away.&lt;br /&gt;running aimlessly brings us nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;so why not face the music? and maybe cry a little.&lt;br /&gt;at least i know i have faced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have many opinions on the issues.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, people dont even know what i feel, what im going thru,&lt;br /&gt;then they misjudge me for being too...hmm... overboard i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, they only see a side of e story.&lt;br /&gt;lets compare this to a beautiful leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what they see is the beautiful texture of the leaf,&lt;br /&gt;its striking colour and smoothness.&lt;br /&gt;but what they dont know, is that on the other side of the leaf,&lt;br /&gt;it is rotten, dark and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all they see , is just ONE angle of everything,&lt;br /&gt;without even wanting to approach the whole thing from other angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant really blame them. cos they dont know.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant just be angry at them for having their opinion.&lt;br /&gt;it was never their fault to start with.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i wouldnt want them to know what my deepest. innermost thoughts are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant help feeling indignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets put that aside(:(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very grateful to my friends who consistently help and aide me.&lt;br /&gt;and always there to say words of comfort. soothes me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have made mistakes that i will always condone.&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont know why i cant concentrate on the good things.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im selfish,thoughtless,reckless and such.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to point my stupid finger at the crux of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just dont want to face it.&lt;br /&gt;im probably not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a coward. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wait, dont.(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEXZXZXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-2508762239529677200?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/2508762239529677200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=2508762239529677200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2508762239529677200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2508762239529677200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-its-been-long-time-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8332749672942414789</id><published>2009-07-11T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:36:26.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i see chinese hw on litespeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having homebase learning from saturday till sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im staring at the com like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...i am an idiot.a full-time noobster who has to keep asking people how to do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised some homework has to be done on foolscap and some have to be done thru typing and submission.i really dunno which is which. gah. will the flying angels save my pathetic horrible heart????? cos i think im gonna get a heart attack doing all this crap homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are glued onto the tv.&lt;br /&gt;BOYS OVER FLOWERS!&lt;br /&gt;hahahas lee min ho!!!! he is so hot, i could melt just standing beside him.&lt;br /&gt;hahas radiation from him. *gling gling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a sound effect.go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , i was pretty unglam at the prata shop cos of sth.&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning a single hint of it. so there's no point asking me,&lt;br /&gt;cos my LIPS ARE SEALED. tightly i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to where i was,&lt;br /&gt;was just angry and all about SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;but like what yp said, im not the kind who gets depressed!&lt;br /&gt;ahahas so nth can bring this obnoxiously crazy girl down to the pits of hell(:&lt;br /&gt;hahas im not so kong xian emo whole day.&lt;br /&gt;got way better things to do and think and do and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is flooded with maths equations, plane geometry. the blahblahs.&lt;br /&gt;my calculations are getting faster , dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;must be due to the overload of homework from school.&lt;br /&gt;stupid O levels, hahas! but will strive for victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head itchy leh. dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have dandruff, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;only mindless blobs would think that way;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. i need mamee monster.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start on my homework. emaths first, geo next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss can go die.&lt;br /&gt;stupid much, so much to do &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know, you are not the boss of this.&lt;br /&gt;so dont expect sth to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and asyiqin, u are the sexiest funniest sarcaticist(?) girl ever!&lt;br /&gt;i love you, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i love you bollocks(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so CHEER UP, cos if not, im gonna make u wear some stuff to make u smile the whole day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;guilt trip. i did the dumbest thing today: thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8332749672942414789?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8332749672942414789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8332749672942414789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8332749672942414789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8332749672942414789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-see-chinese-hw-on-litespeed.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3737646644082158527</id><published>2009-06-28T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:20:30.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la la ala la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my blog! miss me horrrhhhzzhzhzzxxccccz&lt;br /&gt;miss me so much righttzzxzxxccxcxx?&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you know right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas see im totally being lame here.&lt;br /&gt;fun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUHUHUGAGAGAGA. SHAKE BUTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOLLOCKS!!!!! ()()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, im super bored.&lt;br /&gt;idk what to type to fill up the post.&lt;br /&gt;and i just did my essay hw.&lt;br /&gt;ze storyline is really really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose very itchy now seh.&lt;br /&gt;got inspiration inside. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thurs was the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;SO SO FUUN to be with my friends!! i love them alot you know.&lt;br /&gt;*blows kisses to them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sneeze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sneezes ten times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks up to the ceiling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*has another sneezing marathon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huishi:YO sm goh!&lt;br /&gt;S.M.Goh :wa act&lt;br /&gt;S.M.Goh:act yi ge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ok hafiz just asked me to go update my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz:haha. ya, can you update ur blog?&lt;br /&gt;hafiz:just type hi or sth.&lt;br /&gt;hafiz. says:hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;huishi:im blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now, i shall say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas random much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlauwe idk what to type now.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;today was not a good day.i woke up feeling sleepier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is cos TMR IS THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs im not done with homework yet. later chiongzzxzxxz.&lt;br /&gt;huishi=act yi ge?? hahahs just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M.Goh:lol bhb&lt;br /&gt;huishi:hahas u right?&lt;br /&gt;S.M.Goh :of course i very bhb one&lt;br /&gt;huishi:hahahs WOW. im so happy for you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking so S.M.goh is fun. very lame.&lt;br /&gt;you know, last time i thought he was the kind who is very anti-sociable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; tian mi mi, ni xiao de tian mi mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3737646644082158527?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3737646644082158527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3737646644082158527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3737646644082158527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3737646644082158527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-la-ala-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-9214271416506127544</id><published>2009-05-29T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:50:37.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sms 81550433&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;format: A8&lt;space&gt;&lt;your&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote tmr from 5 to 7!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas e blog is dead, so advertise like also no use.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. just trying my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks steph for being such a darling for spreading the word!&lt;br /&gt;me love you. muacks muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totallly acting cute here,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-277706368692214549</id><published>2009-05-14T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:43:21.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sgw4fVkO2LI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/XZ-ARXGs8Vw/s1600-h/DSC07884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sgw4fVkO2LI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/XZ-ARXGs8Vw/s320/DSC07884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335701769543407794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio hor?&lt;br /&gt;unfinished sketch(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i stood there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sgw4fVkO2LI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/XZ-ARXGs8Vw/s72-c/DSC07884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8261321855296553099</id><published>2009-04-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:16:05.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my kyo and tohru. lolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a bloody fringe(: yays&lt;br /&gt;and it has grown longer.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want mangoes. i love them like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i want to swim in mango juice and eat them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand steph and i held hands during the 2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;khairul said we looked like primary school children.&lt;br /&gt;hohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stephanie tan is the sexiest friend ever cos she pushed me to run faster.&lt;br /&gt;and we finished the run together. gahahoheehu.&lt;br /&gt;16min 58 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;steph kept insisting it was 17 min, but i kept arguing with her that telling people&lt;br /&gt;we ran 2.4 in 16min58sec sounds nicer than 17min. sounds more shiok, you know.&lt;br /&gt;hoho ego boostttttt. hahas what the heck am i talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored right now, yawns.&lt;br /&gt;i have amaths supp tmr(: yays can see mdm wu(:&lt;br /&gt;she is the loveliest amaths teacher(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and asyiqin, i love youu too(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tongues :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8261321855296553099?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7597550980696640266</id><published>2009-04-05T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:22:09.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was great with classmates in supp.&lt;br /&gt;met asyiqin at JE library to study.&lt;br /&gt;actually didnt exactly studied, we talked about a lot of issues,&lt;br /&gt;new chapters of our lives and those in the past.(wth)&lt;br /&gt;told her some stuff that has made me feel so much better,&lt;br /&gt;like a huge huge heavy piece of rock have been removed from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;but after hearing some things, i was so tempted to do some slapping and scolding.&lt;br /&gt;sexybabe told me to calm down. sweet asyiqin.&lt;br /&gt;but im still pretty pissed.&lt;br /&gt;idk how to say. very complicated. but i know it irks me to know that&lt;br /&gt;people &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; judge on your social &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(or whatever it is) thru the way you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i shall end this paragraph this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving the library, met edwin at jp. SUYUPING could not come&lt;br /&gt;so i had to suffer my whole day with edwin. :(&lt;br /&gt;hoho no lah.didnt catch any movie cos we missed the timeslot and the tickets were almost sold .&lt;br /&gt;'sides, had no mood to watch. i just wanted to talk.&lt;br /&gt;talk talk talk at dessert shop, treated him to durian with pomelo sago while i slowly ate my double boiled milk with mango juice. woohooo(:(:&lt;br /&gt;we gossiped alot i guessed, talk about the most random things ever.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore talk until night time. lolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched shinjiku incident with family on fridayyy.&lt;br /&gt;daniel wu is so so hot. so so so hot i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;and his facial expressions are so so so gooodddddd.&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHHH X FACTOR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the school dentist. he said i have great gums and teeth.&lt;br /&gt;properly taken care of. HOO-ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye-lashes: 1.3cm long. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body language is very important. it shows a mood of a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be taking in all the shit but the blame shouldnt be shouldered by you.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be insulted so so so indirectly&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to feel inferior and so so ordinary .&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know you cant do anything unless you are courageous to step up, do sth that might have adverse changes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know that without the bad, the good will never appear.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know that good and bad are always together&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know too much of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks even more when you want to know the whole truth that kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know it feels like to be confused.&lt;br /&gt;to walk aimlessly in circles but yet being aware of what's ahead of you&lt;br /&gt;hearing snippets of conversations of others but you just cant seem to make them out.&lt;br /&gt;to feel very tired and light-headed yet alert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. im mad. like a donkey eating meat(?)&lt;br /&gt;wells, i hope eventually god can place the answers into my hands.&lt;br /&gt;right now, im a very lost person. very very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;guilt trip. and screw the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7597550980696640266?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7597550980696640266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7597550980696640266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Sc4xyFXWIhI/AAAAAAAABw8/HYb1kYIWr2s/s320/DSC06222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242946474451474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice picture of me with the flower. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been blogging for centuries, well at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;meet-the-parents session was ok.&lt;br /&gt;mdm pamela said i have potential, but am too relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;she even said im one of the smarter ones. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;what an honour(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing something funny, exciting and pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;my first time doing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1419869731571199565?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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penis. yes a guy stripped his pants down and i saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING. and i was freaking out. i didnt go ballistic or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;just turned my head and hide behind winanto and ricia.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr the thought gives me the shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya i dowan to type leh. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;hope my physics test can do well.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8290540063698140225?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8290540063698140225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8290540063698140225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is horribly big and disgustingly bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was fun with e guys and steph. went to bubbletea shop to chat&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up laughing until my throat got really painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to school with lethargy. so damn restless.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel like talking to anyone cos if i did, my throat and ears will ache damn badly.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for art club cos i was feeling really sick.blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad for asyiqin. i didnt do any card for her beforehand cos i was pretty sick.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wish her happy birthday at midnight, but plan got interrupted by sth.&lt;br /&gt;so i smsed her in the morning. haha love you babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been taking cough syrup and flu medicine, the kind that makes u drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;everything in my head will emptied to idunnowhere, and the sleepiness starts to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i nearly called hafiz a stupid idiot when he called me.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even know he called until he told me yesterday. i thought he was some advertiser=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is floating around.i hope my fever subsides, then can go out with my dear asyiqin.&lt;br /&gt;shopping spree! lols. maybe i will come up with a good plan. like enjoy ourselves. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;with what eh? hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;see lah huishi, bodoh.never take care of yourself. sick until cant come up with a wonderful idea that will make everybody gasp and faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how arr? i really cant think of anything. all im thinking about are beds.&lt;br /&gt;and dont think the sick way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday asyiqin, brandon and yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stay happy and cute and funny and whatever you are.&lt;br /&gt;can watch NC16 movies seh. shoot the moon!&lt;br /&gt;go jiggle jiggle the buttocks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5747041136916069362?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5747041136916069362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5747041136916069362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5747041136916069362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;somebody entertain me. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i ate 40 over prawns,10 chicken wings, lots of carbos, lots of veges, lots of pineapple tarts, bowls of soup, lota of abalone and pacific clams during the cny holidays.&lt;br /&gt;elastic tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is burning. stupid throat. it inflammed my ears and nose(according to the doc)&lt;br /&gt;it is hell swallowing water. boooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya my sister just put my chocolates away.&lt;br /&gt;she saw me nibbling on one of it...so she went to confiscate the whole box from me.&lt;br /&gt;wth. this morning, she even reprimanded me for eating grapes!&lt;br /&gt;and said that im more disobedient than timothy=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5778527857439828796?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3992602712060211999</id><published>2009-01-09T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:53:17.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every girl will be a bitch one day (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im biting my nails and i cant stop. bad habits die hard , dont they?&lt;br /&gt;i hope my mum wont catch me biting them. she finds it annoying.&lt;br /&gt;and very not ladylike(:(:  haha whatevers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponyo ponyo ponyo.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch the movie. oooo ponyo ponyo ponyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i would love to have a baby girl with curly locks.&lt;br /&gt;i will dress her up like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure her hair is perfect everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure her hair is long and bouncy(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;i will use pink ribbons to tie her hair into many nice patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a boy, i would just want him to be a normal boy.&lt;br /&gt;play sports, be healthy, good grades.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnno lah. i cant dress a boy up as well as a i dress a girl.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is dead. hallelujah , praise the lord.&lt;br /&gt;school is fun with the guys. they always talk nonsense&lt;br /&gt;which never fail to keep steph and i entertained. without them,&lt;br /&gt;life would be so bland. lols.i feel like im writing a love letter. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel my legs are getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;every time i look into the mirror, my leg just looks...bigger!&lt;br /&gt;like huge and all. and bulky. i dont know whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;when i look at the christmas photos, my legs look so so big.&lt;br /&gt;god i look like a gorilla with huge chunks of iduunowhat on my legs.&lt;br /&gt;sighs im being slightly paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont mean to offend anyone(:&lt;br /&gt;god i need a dosage of calm-me-down medicine. grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlauweeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not going to RP anymore. lols .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3992602712060211999?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3992602712060211999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3992602712060211999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3992602712060211999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3992602712060211999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2009/01/every-girl-will-be-bitch-one-day-im.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7886069620015495224</id><published>2008-12-30T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:54:18.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored!&lt;br /&gt;it is the last day of 2008 and im effing bored&lt;br /&gt;and im not looking forward to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;'O' levels is charging towards us. sad life&lt;br /&gt;and im left with 3 more newspaper reports&lt;br /&gt;my mum told me not to do. she thinks my porridge wont even mark or care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is boring!!! i feel like going out but yet i feel like zonking out at home.&lt;br /&gt;piglife you might say, hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believe im singing 'decode' and im hitting all the notes.&lt;br /&gt;im making miracles. lols. and i can stretch my voice!&lt;br /&gt;hahas whats wrong with me. lols that asyiqin made me sing more and more.&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered singing with her, and suhaira said it was nice,&lt;br /&gt;which i ultimately beg to differ. lols. asyiqin was like&lt;br /&gt;'huishi, your voice really nice lah'. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;i was criticized for having such an awful voice.&lt;br /&gt;also i got criticized for not using my voice properly . hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;asyiqin was supporting me all the way, telling me these people are bullshitting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go out with yt, but cant cos no girls.&lt;br /&gt;no countdown with precious friends. sadsad.&lt;br /&gt;i still dont understand why do we still have to go back to sch on fri,&lt;br /&gt;when ,well, it would be a saturday the next day.&lt;br /&gt;it does not make any sense. ok i rather have holidays then school now.&lt;br /&gt;cos it is the important year for people of my age, the dreadful 'O' levels.&lt;br /&gt;and im going to slog my guts out and study and study.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou to myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year peeps. just enjoy ur day and pray that 2009&lt;br /&gt;would be as good as chocolate(: nonsense huishi. talking nonsense&lt;br /&gt;i pray that all my good friends will have a wonderful day today and always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my mum told me not to tie my hair to one side&lt;br /&gt;cos some fashion programme said so =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYDROGEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7886069620015495224?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5538648887274293880</id><published>2008-12-24T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:07:40.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL(:&lt;br /&gt;may all my friends be blessed with good health, wealth and whatever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paid 5 bucks to fall in sentosa. steph said that.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to describe the fall cos it was downright horrible,&lt;br /&gt;not to mention embarrassing. but steph and yvonne helped me alot(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks! and that steph made me laugh cos she kept laughing.wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa outing was great with 11 people from 3B.&lt;br /&gt;ya 11, pathetic right? out of 40 students, only 11 came=.=&lt;br /&gt;aizat was the only guy there cos hafiz, khairul and ryan&lt;br /&gt;couldnt make it in time.&lt;br /&gt;we played at the beach and got soaking wet(:&lt;br /&gt;and i got tanner:( no no i want to be fair! life is so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;we all met up at vivo for dinner after the sentosa outing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twilight was kinda disappointing. the movie was not really flowing right.&lt;br /&gt;it was like jumping here and there. and i counted at least 20 over close-ups&lt;br /&gt;on edward and bella and the other characters. it was weird. hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;but edward remains hot on my list(: and i find alice really pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;and jacob is cute(: wooo hooo!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the second sequel would be good. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest people to watch yes man and ip man (eep.mun).&lt;br /&gt;these movies are awesome. esp ip man(:&lt;br /&gt;the fighting, the sounds, the everything is as good as eating sugar-coated strawberries(:.&lt;br /&gt;ok i dunno why am i thinking of sugar-coated strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays! i have done two parts of my chinese homework!&lt;br /&gt;now left with 4 newspaper reports and one more exercise from maths(:&lt;br /&gt;later going commontown to see answers. BORED TO DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u tell how bored am i?&lt;br /&gt;each paragraph is so bland and perfectly boring with no humour.&lt;br /&gt;i want school to reopen! though homework is bound to pile&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wrack my poor brain off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEAVE OUT ALL THE REST&lt;br /&gt;LINKIN PARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen, 'cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming, I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving when I'm done here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating, I've shared what I made&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface, not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect, but neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5538648887274293880?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5538648887274293880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5538648887274293880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5538648887274293880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cricket rubbing its wings to make&lt;br /&gt;that irritating sound last month, or i banged my head on the door after waking from my deep sleep last last last week. hmmmm so redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAIWAN SCOOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day:&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say. traumatizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day:&lt;br /&gt;went to jiufen street. in yeliu.&lt;br /&gt;the street was FLOODED. i mean really FLOODED.&lt;br /&gt;all i can see was people walking up and down, left and right,&lt;br /&gt;squeezing thru their way and eating chou doufu. bleagrh to that.&lt;br /&gt;alot of japanese peeps too.&lt;br /&gt;oh there was this fat man who nearly squashed against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;very scary cos he looked like he was going to topple onto me.&lt;br /&gt;and u can guess what will probably happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mazhu temple. buddhist stuff.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure of the name so pls forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that headed to the farm to stay for the night.&lt;br /&gt;no fruits in the farm, nth to pluck. sad right?&lt;br /&gt;only saw a miserable orange among hundreds of trees. sadded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day:&lt;br /&gt;later when to tai lu ge in hualien, where all the mountains were located at.&lt;br /&gt;with all those rivers and springs.&lt;br /&gt;the trip up the mountain was horrible though.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand how pregnant people felt when they have morning sickness&lt;br /&gt;cos i sorta went through the same thing. (pls im not pregnant ).&lt;br /&gt;motion sickness was so so so hard to take. wanted to vomit but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was to burp loudly, and it did not feel good. bleahrgu.&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it, the scenery was awesome to the max. can relate geography&lt;br /&gt;with all those features. ok call me a nerd lah. i studied during holidays (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to this jade museum.&lt;br /&gt;dad bought my sis and i a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;oh he did not buy jade pendants pls. we are way too young to appreciate jade&lt;br /&gt;sweet of him anyways. oh the jade stuff was great. shiny and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day:&lt;br /&gt;took a train back to taipei as out first tour guide had to sayonara .&lt;br /&gt;met our second guide( who is a total pervert. steph and asy know about him).&lt;br /&gt;went to this museum(again) to see all the pottery from the ch'ing dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool, esp that jade caixin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to some place to see people marching. handsome people.&lt;br /&gt;lols. i wasnt drooling ok.i know my limits. but they were really hot,&lt;br /&gt;and really tall. lols. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;saw a troop of japanese students.&lt;br /&gt;the shocking find was that jap girls' skirt are not short, unlike in those anime.&lt;br /&gt;they are long. not just long, extremely long. slightly above the ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i go to a night market on this day?&lt;br /&gt;idk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day:&lt;br /&gt;went to yet another temple about the dragon's and tiger's mouths(what's up with temples?).&lt;br /&gt;aiya im lazy to think about it. so so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to night market after a long journey cos we skipped some of the itinerary things&lt;br /&gt;shopshop and eateateat. sighs wonder if i will grow sideways.&lt;br /&gt;cos i seriously ate like a glutton. one after another. but did alot of walking.&lt;br /&gt;walked for three straight hours gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day:&lt;br /&gt;i only vividly remember another night market and shopped like hell.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th day:&lt;br /&gt;*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;went to a lousy hotel located near those red-light district.&lt;br /&gt;old men starred at my mum, sis and i. from up to middle. then down all the way.&lt;br /&gt;got this bloody cheeky man looked at my sis like she was ...u know.&lt;br /&gt;i totally starred him like a mad woman. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th day:&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall write about 15 dec's outing cos i need to go right now.&lt;br /&gt;BYES!&lt;br /&gt;and photos will be uploaded(:(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4523587118764324418?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4138001513269463287</id><published>2008-12-05T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T06:45:58.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the day.&lt;br /&gt;the day i step into an aeroplane.&lt;br /&gt;9 long years of waiting for a plane trip.&lt;br /&gt;and here it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope im allowed to listen to my music via phone.&lt;br /&gt;my phone is stored with the greatest music.&lt;br /&gt;they have been by my side when im happy , sad and angry.&lt;br /&gt;or when i felt like killing someone.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im flying soon. tomorrow, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;time flies very slowly when you are waiting for something.&lt;br /&gt;god god god im so excited. speechless.&lt;br /&gt;no words can describe my feeling!!(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to museum. asked asy and steph about it.&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to hospital with family for sis' appointment.&lt;br /&gt;ordered lasagne from delifrance.&lt;br /&gt;this weird guy from the counter scanned me up down left right, and suddenly said this&lt;br /&gt;'girl , you very cute leh'. =.=&lt;br /&gt;the awkward silence lasted for ten good seconds&lt;br /&gt;before i manage to mouth out this words in a rush 'thank you'.&lt;br /&gt;and i quickly spun around and head back to my table.&lt;br /&gt;so whacked out. wide-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one maths exercise to go.&lt;br /&gt;printed half of the chem notes thru commontown.&lt;br /&gt;mt hw not even touched yet.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda keep putting my mt homework aside.&lt;br /&gt;and continue my maths. heehee&lt;br /&gt;not first day know me , chinese just dont interest me.&lt;br /&gt;no connection with it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to wear peranakan clothes (who cares the spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;i like those flower patterns and colours.&lt;br /&gt;oh the cuisine. would love to eat it some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great my mum just said my feet size is so big=.=&lt;br /&gt;hahas unlike their 6-sized feet, i have a 7-8 sized feet.&lt;br /&gt;so i can slip my feet into their heels or shoes or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;lols sad life. the good thing is that i can personally own my shoes(:&lt;br /&gt;and my mum said i have a higher chance of growing taller(:&lt;br /&gt;woots woots. still got hope to grow tall(:(: i want be 160 cm.&lt;br /&gt;ideal height. taller also can.&lt;br /&gt;oh jesus lord jesus, can you see my wish on this pathetic blog of mine?&lt;br /&gt;make it happen(:bwahahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god brandon just called me stupid on msn.&lt;br /&gt;he said im evil too. grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;now he has a name for me :stupid baka pig.=.=&lt;br /&gt;his name is baka kaijiu monsterous evil pig .call him that whoever sees this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to miss tons of people.&lt;br /&gt;esp steph, asy, yixiu, shufen, yvonne. actually is everybody(:&lt;br /&gt;and thank you brandon and yvonne for sending the songs i want.&lt;br /&gt;mandy too(: tho the transfer kept cancelling on its own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i will miss everybody:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commitment takes time and effort .without either, the whole relationship will collapse.&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being lame (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4709236447275028122</id><published>2008-11-30T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:08:03.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised my friendster is alright now.&lt;br /&gt;lols well i havent been using the com for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;abit slow leh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right ear : three earholes.&lt;br /&gt;left ear: two earholes.&lt;br /&gt;consequences: infection(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays finally pierced! actually im suppose to announce this news last last week&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda forgot and was lazy to go online to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand i learnt how to cycle already!&lt;br /&gt;i can cycle!even though i have three cuts, many blueblack,&lt;br /&gt;the shiokness is like overwhelming! wah wah wah.&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;edwin, you got anything to say now? bwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i know how to cycle!!!!! u cant say anything now huh?&lt;br /&gt;no more tricycle u bodoh moronic dinghead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twilight twilight twilight&lt;br /&gt;twilight twilight twilight.&lt;br /&gt;never copy paste. im so excited!&lt;br /&gt;the movie is coming soon. BAWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;oh my twilight..oh my twilight.&lt;br /&gt;18 december is coming in two weeks' time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im going to taiwan on the 6th!&lt;br /&gt;so i better wish tingshiuan and yuping happy birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY (early) BIRTHDAY!stay pretty, happy or whatever u want(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th would be back.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i love 19th november. cos my cousins came to my house&lt;br /&gt;for a family reunion. oh my timothy oh my timothy.&lt;br /&gt;the pictures are in my sis' phone. currently she is outseide with&lt;br /&gt;her friends watching quarantine (&gt;.&lt;).oh man i want to watch that too. sadly i cant go in the cinema looking like a 16 year old teen. i got caught last time. anyways oh my timothy. i love him love him love him love him. he is getting a lil defiant. but a lil defiance makes him more cute(: oh and marc and joshua are growing really tall. marc is towering over me and soon it will be joshua's turn. AND THEY ARE YOUNGER THAN ME! goodness.  yays i have leg muscles now! ok not exactly leg muscles. but they are a lil harder(: bum bum bee dam. and my lips are no longer that dry(:  ytd watched ' the girl who leapt through time'. makoto and chiaki&lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/STOSHeX98yI/AAAAAAAABWo/5eANu_gG630/s1600-h/chiakiandmakoto.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/STOSHeX98yI/AAAAAAAABWo/5eANu_gG630/s320/chiakiandmakoto.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274720245691314978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i will wait for you in the future'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate guys who dont even think properly&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4709236447275028122?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4709236447275028122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4709236447275028122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4709236447275028122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4709236447275028122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-realised-my-friendster-is-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/STOSHeX98yI/AAAAAAAABWo/5eANu_gG630/s72-c/chiakiandmakoto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4056785058080950390</id><published>2008-11-16T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:29:25.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>warning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for some reason i dont know, my friendster friends have decreased from 135 to 1. i dont know. so if you are reading this, kindly add me on friendster. i dont know if the prob lies with my com, but whatever it is, pls re-add. idk what happen and im like flabbergasted . panic mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhx86lZJI/AAAAAAAABVg/CyTgkRVlNec/s1600-h/DSC00364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhx86lZJI/AAAAAAAABVg/CyTgkRVlNec/s320/DSC00364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248706072634514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what was mr monopoly looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhN2K34MI/AAAAAAAABVY/nzTtJzwntLU/s1600-h/DSC00411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhN2K34MI/AAAAAAAABVY/nzTtJzwntLU/s320/DSC00411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248085786616002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is very smart you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNY6ilKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/LlHF7WvyrBM/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNY6ilKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/LlHF7WvyrBM/s320/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248077933483170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheetah and rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNWKnArI/AAAAAAAABVI/IBLsxl0Tow0/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNWKnArI/AAAAAAAABVI/IBLsxl0Tow0/s320/DSC01106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248077195575986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig and cheetah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNADMEfI/AAAAAAAABVA/dwSz5k6yzgY/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNADMEfI/AAAAAAAABVA/dwSz5k6yzgY/s320/DSC01105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248071258870258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbit and pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNLkU5cI/AAAAAAAABU4/GHfsOTbulG4/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhNLkU5cI/AAAAAAAABU4/GHfsOTbulG4/s320/DSC01104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248074350650818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbit, pig, cheetah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays there pictures from err last friday? i forgotten the date.&lt;br /&gt;i am a rabbit. and people thought im a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently i have what it takes to scare people away.&lt;br /&gt;little kiddos look at me and gave me the wth face.&lt;br /&gt;we all look hot, i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. The person that tag/ pass me this is?&lt;br /&gt;lian yixiu(:&lt;br /&gt;Q2. The relationship between him &amp;amp; her is?&lt;br /&gt;lesbians(: no lah, good-est friends(:&lt;br /&gt;.Q3. Your five expression of her &amp;amp; him is?&lt;br /&gt;good listener, give fair judgements, caring, crazy, silly&lt;br /&gt;Qn 4. The most memorable he &amp;amp; she have done for you is ?&lt;br /&gt;making me talk to blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 5. The most memorable he &amp;amp; she have said to you is ?&lt;br /&gt;you are so hot, i want to eat you =.=&lt;br /&gt;Qn 6. If he &amp;amp; she become your lover you will ?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;Qn 7. If he &amp;amp; she become your lover, thing she/he needs to improve on ?&lt;br /&gt;nth(:&lt;br /&gt;Qn 8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas it will only happen when i learn how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 9. If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason will be ?&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;Qn 10. The most desired thing you wanna do for him/her is ?&lt;br /&gt;slap her butt(:&lt;br /&gt;Qn 11. Your overall impression on him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;crazy ass with a compassionate heart.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 12. How do you think the people around you feel for you ?&lt;br /&gt;think im crazy cos i laugh like a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;.Qn 13. The characters that i love about myself are ?&lt;br /&gt;being a little tenacious and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 14. On the contrary , what about the characters i hate about myself ?&lt;br /&gt;errrr...being emotional?&lt;br /&gt;Qn 15. The most ideal person you want to be is ?&lt;br /&gt;just me?&lt;br /&gt;.Qn 16. For people that love, care and concern for you, you say something to them ?&lt;br /&gt;you rock my socks off!&lt;br /&gt;Qn 17. Pass this quiz to 10 person that you want to know they think of you, they are?&lt;br /&gt;(names are all random)&lt;br /&gt;1. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;2. Ting shiuan&lt;br /&gt;3. Qiao Sian&lt;br /&gt;4. asyiqin&lt;br /&gt;5. Mandy&lt;br /&gt;6. Yu ping&lt;br /&gt;7.shu fen&lt;br /&gt;8. yen shan&lt;br /&gt;9. edwin ass&lt;br /&gt;10. wei xiang&lt;br /&gt;Qn 18. Who is no.6 having relationship with ?&lt;br /&gt;(yu ping) no one?&lt;br /&gt;Qn 19. No.9 is a male or female ?&lt;br /&gt;(edwin) female(:(:&lt;br /&gt;Qn 20. If No.7 &amp;amp; No. 10 is together, will it be a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;(shufen &amp;amp; weixiang)*dropping on the floor laughing my ass out*&lt;br /&gt;Qn 21. What is No.2 studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;(ting shiuan) ack?&lt;br /&gt;Qn 22. When is the last time you speak to No.3 ?&lt;br /&gt;(qiao sian)forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 23. What kind of music band No.8 like ?&lt;br /&gt;(yenshan) CLICK FIVE!&lt;br /&gt;Qn 24. Does No.1 have any sibilings ?&lt;br /&gt;(Steph)yes, one bro one sis.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 25. Will you woo No. 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;(qiao sian) haha i think she wont accept me.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 26. How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;(shufen) YES(:&lt;br /&gt;Qn 27. Is No.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(asy)she is mine&lt;br /&gt;Qn 28. What is the surname of No.5 ?&lt;br /&gt;(mandy) cheong&lt;br /&gt;Qn 29. What is the hobby of No. 10 ?&lt;br /&gt;(wx)bb-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 30. Does No.5 &amp;amp; No. 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;(mandy &amp;amp; shufen) so so bah.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 31. Where is No. 2 studying at ?&lt;br /&gt;(tingshiuan)henderson Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 32. Talk something casually about No.1 ?&lt;br /&gt;(steph)she is horny.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 33. Have you tried developing feelings for No. 6 ?&lt;br /&gt;(yuping) no! lols&lt;br /&gt;Qn 34. Where does No.9 lives at ?&lt;br /&gt;(edwin) bukit batok.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 35. What colour does No.4 like ?&lt;br /&gt;(asy) she likes alot of colours&lt;br /&gt;Qn 36. Are No.5 and No. 1 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;(James &amp;amp; Sery) i think they know each other.&lt;br /&gt;Qn 37. Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world ?&lt;br /&gt;(shufen) yes but im sexier=.=&lt;br /&gt;Qn 38. What is No. 6 doing now ?&lt;br /&gt;(yuping) &lt;s&gt;sleeping&lt;/s&gt; *just online*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhyNPxSqI/AAAAAAAABVo/ogKlytvetL8/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SSAhyNPxSqI/AAAAAAAABVo/ogKlytvetL8/s320/DSC01109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269248710456461986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you cant, this anonymous writer said 'do you know how much i love you'&lt;br /&gt;since i sat on this particular bus for three times at the same place,&lt;br /&gt;i kinda decided to answer this person 'yes i do'. but i realised i have no marker to write it down somewhere. im lame, slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays are boring, im rotting soon.&lt;br /&gt;my brain is not tuned to STUDYYOURGUTsOUT-fm.&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping 12 hours a day and i still get tired for no damn reason.&lt;br /&gt;i have not master the skill of cycling and i will use a chopper to chop edwin's bird&lt;br /&gt;once i learnt how to cycle. he will have to wait and get ready (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for chocolates but im cutting down on my intake.&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, i can eat a whole box of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;or a big big bar of cadbury in one day. and that's just the tip of the iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont understand why guys can get away from growing sideways .they just&lt;br /&gt;spurt and grow upwards.&lt;br /&gt;Us , girls, on the other hand, have to take measures to maintain the weight&lt;br /&gt;and control the the food we eat.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is i cant live with morsels of potato or whatever. cos i would just give up the next min&lt;br /&gt;and start gouging myself with mountains of meat(i love meat more than veges, call me a carnivore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im panicking cos all my friends in friendster are missing. shoot shoot!&lt;br /&gt;panic mode. freeze mode. shaken mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya friendster also dead. so not that panicky(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with that heavy feeling in my chest, baby im so crushed(:&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/37998030-4056785058080950390?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4056785058080950390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4056785058080950390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4056785058080950390'/><link rel='self' 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dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this car with windows wound down.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda peek inside, and there! i saw a couple making out!&lt;br /&gt;god my sis said my face was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i knew my mouth was hanging open. my jaws just could not close.&lt;br /&gt;the guy looked like he was pawing on her!!! he was on top of her!&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully, they were fully-clothed or i would have drop dead on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;cos i definitely do not wish to see people making love live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot i still dont know how to ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;and edwin, idontcareifyoucanrideabike.youcantburp.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha i dont care if you can ride a stupid bike.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANT BURP and that would stay as a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me childish (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to watch my inuyasha baby(:&lt;br /&gt;oh my inuyasha and kagome, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya changed my song.&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3715320002595715741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3715320002595715741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3715320002595715741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-was-abit-too-intuitive.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7018830406064551368</id><published>2008-10-22T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:09:18.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok call me a bum but just go to asyiqin's blog to view pictures.&lt;br /&gt;lazy luh duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, me, steph and asyiqin went to airport .&lt;br /&gt;headed to popeye for lunch. saw some rude bimbos who thinks that eating fries&lt;br /&gt;would make them grow extremely fat overnight.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;if that was true, i would be a round balloon by now.&lt;br /&gt;nehmind that. we went to the viewing gallery.&lt;br /&gt;it is kinda ironic to call it a viewing gallery when you cant really see the planes fly.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. but we camwhored alot. we took silly photos.&lt;br /&gt;like..*sees phone*....100 over pictures.&lt;br /&gt;ccool leh dey. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to ikea to look at furnitures.&lt;br /&gt;ohmyneh, the furnitures are so delightful to see. they look like cake.&lt;br /&gt;okay i admit i was a little hungry then .so everything looks delicious.&lt;br /&gt;oh wth. but the furnitures is so so so so awesome lah.&lt;br /&gt;so homey and comfortable. idk how to describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go to queensway shopping centre&lt;br /&gt;but steph had to go home earlier. left me and asyiqin alone.&lt;br /&gt;so we hung around to look for skirtd and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;asyiqin bought hers. and she said she felt guilty that i didnt buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;lols. cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways we went to imm. took 198 from queensway there to jurong east.&lt;br /&gt;god the journey made my butt ached like hell.&lt;br /&gt;worst, we had to walk over the overhead bridge, walk pass the jec, walk pass int,&lt;br /&gt;then to imm. so so tired luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im struck with unluckiness today.stomach ache, flu.&lt;br /&gt;all in one go. marvalleous.&lt;br /&gt;end of the day, i just ran to the toilet to let out everything in my system.&lt;br /&gt;wow.best moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 oct: supposed to go to zoo.&lt;br /&gt;bombarded with a last min chinese supp.&lt;br /&gt;scolded, scolded , scolded.&lt;br /&gt;not that i dowan to, but it would be very late.&lt;br /&gt;10 to 12. supp starts at 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;from zoo to sch:2 hour ride. you tell me, can reach in time.&lt;br /&gt;i know my chinese like shit. like really bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel bad to leave steph behind, cos nat and wt are not going afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will it be gone?&lt;br /&gt;do i truly need help? sickening .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7018830406064551368?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7018830406064551368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7018830406064551368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7018830406064551368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7018830406064551368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-call-me-bum-but-just-go-to-asyiqins.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3206913273495823226</id><published>2008-10-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T07:46:47.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cycled for 5m and fell.wow.&lt;br /&gt;weiting has proven to be a wild ass on bicycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im lazy to blog cos i just changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;and im disappointed with my EOY results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punch me, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3206913273495823226?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3206913273495823226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3206913273495823226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3206913273495823226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3206913273495823226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cycled-for-5m-and-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7559880810571900319</id><published>2008-09-12T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:27:35.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum: sighs, why do u keep attracting the malay guys?&lt;br /&gt;me: ???&lt;br /&gt;my mum: everywhere i go, i see malay guys looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;me: not my fault, skin too dark&lt;br /&gt;my mum: you look too malay!&lt;br /&gt;me:=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols im tan !!! too tan until people thought im a malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great. skipped today's lessons for art club competition(:&lt;br /&gt;setted up out booths, got ready.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda boring at first, then when the children flooded into the hall&lt;br /&gt;it was overwhelming. they crowded around out booth cos they got real interested in our&lt;br /&gt;keychains made from old unusable paintbrushes.&lt;br /&gt;they were cute(: they like me(:(:(: i think. helped them paint, glue the things together.&lt;br /&gt;i even flattered them. children are easy to please. not like me(:&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i was suppose to be a brush but it failed.&lt;br /&gt;so my stiff ponytail coiled into bun. nat's plaits coiled up. we look good.&lt;br /&gt;got the pictures. aint posting it cos i think i look horrible.(:&lt;br /&gt;oh my hair still retains the smell of hairspray. urrgh disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;used ALOT of shampoo and conditioner-masque. my hair has smoothen but the smell....puke.&lt;br /&gt;hope nat's hair is fine(: (she said my hair is really thick)&lt;br /&gt;mdn rafilah is the best teacher for a lifetime(:&lt;br /&gt;and *** ** is not very likeable. her reputation is going down and down to the pit.&lt;br /&gt;im really sad for her but she sorta asked for it(: had it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat and i talked about some issues about sth.&lt;br /&gt;i thought alot about IT. and i think i should just be shot at.&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno what im thinking. nat told me to think thru.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant. it feels like my vision is blurred by sth.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to focus properly on one thing. it is very bad of me.&lt;br /&gt;that is why i feel like chopping my body, acidify myself and be rammed over by a train&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im an idiot. i deserve the worst punishment ever.&lt;br /&gt;sentence me for my folly and sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something real bad. my eyes broke into halves for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;scary (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways , mark, a friend i made from last year's cruise trip,&lt;br /&gt;is coming to singapore for lodging. asked me to intro him good hotels.&lt;br /&gt;luckily never said hotel 81(:&lt;br /&gt;hope he enjoys his stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kill me if u must, for i have committed a crime.why is my heart speaking differently from what my mind says?&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/37998030-7559880810571900319?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7559880810571900319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7559880810571900319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7559880810571900319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7559880810571900319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mum-sighs-why-do-u-keep-attracting.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7414371228643515838</id><published>2008-09-08T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T04:14:59.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wahlieweh no tags at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; like empty sia. people, wo qiu qiu ni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; help me tag lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; tagboard is like a dead corpse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; oh for goodness sake TAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; last saturday went to the zoo with steph, nat, gwt and alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; fortunately nat's dad fetched us there, so we need not wake up early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; oh precious sleep. anyways back to the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; i dirtied her dad's car cos of the mud in my shoes.guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; introduced ourselves to people who would probably forgotten our names. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; not the point. we strolled everywhere. it was pretty tiring.oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we saw ponies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; they were absolutely adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; carried a bunny too. like really cute.and tiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;oh ya they are bunnies. baby rabbits. really sweet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;collected saga seeds along the road.since young i have collected them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it is very little though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;do you know if u collect a saga seed with one side red, one side black, it is a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i dunno how to explain. but it is something to do with LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;im a strong believer of it, right now. so ya...COLLECTING THEM UNTIL MY DRAWER BURST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i would love to ride a horse though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and pray that i will pass the test! if not have to go back to retake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;next saturday going back to zoo again! wee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;seeing animals is a great thing to me. i love animals. ok some only&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT45u11NHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/mbXa3uqUYyM/s1600-h/DSC09434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT45u11NHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/mbXa3uqUYyM/s320/DSC09434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589536876147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT450TtCmI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9R3zBqSxRwk/s1600-h/DSC09435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT450TtCmI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9R3zBqSxRwk/s320/DSC09435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589538343619170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a love freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4u7G_OQI/AAAAAAAAA60/xAamgQzp_Fs/s1600-h/DSC09430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4u7G_OQI/AAAAAAAAA60/xAamgQzp_Fs/s320/DSC09430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589351190771970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me an extreme love freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vOn5F8I/AAAAAAAAA68/L0Or1s3AAzg/s1600-h/DSC09431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vOn5F8I/AAAAAAAAA68/L0Or1s3AAzg/s320/DSC09431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589356429055938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vJVLPvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/XdhCcK22DE0/s1600-h/DSC09432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vJVLPvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/XdhCcK22DE0/s320/DSC09432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589355008376562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially obsessed with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vcJYOLI/AAAAAAAAA7M/aGHa4wXkxwo/s1600-h/DSC09433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4vcJYOLI/AAAAAAAAA7M/aGHa4wXkxwo/s320/DSC09433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589360059168946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five sided star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4eUT1fTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/vzviac5hrAE/s1600-h/DSC09383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4eUT1fTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/vzviac5hrAE/s320/DSC09383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589065897770290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly picture. sorry about that. no autofocus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4egKOVDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MUyE9NJqRzU/s1600-h/DSC09390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4egKOVDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MUyE9NJqRzU/s320/DSC09390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589069078680626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collection of shells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4e7yYzmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/z8PKVu09XSI/s1600-h/DSC09405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT4e7yYzmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/z8PKVu09XSI/s320/DSC09405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243589076494896738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wHsisFI/AAAAAAAAA5c/jhf-gfrxOd8/s1600-h/DSC09378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wHsisFI/AAAAAAAAA5c/jhf-gfrxOd8/s320/DSC09378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588272237752402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wBVglbI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZlNvtM6pBPA/s1600-h/DSC09379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wBVglbI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZlNvtM6pBPA/s320/DSC09379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588270530532786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wTkALWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ylKk9rNYWLE/s1600-h/DSC09380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wTkALWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ylKk9rNYWLE/s320/DSC09380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588275423161698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wn_jSgI/AAAAAAAAA50/EyoInOGgLyY/s1600-h/DSC09381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3wn_jSgI/AAAAAAAAA50/EyoInOGgLyY/s320/DSC09381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588280907418114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3YmFR-0I/AAAAAAAAA48/Cn1R1Sn__zs/s1600-h/DSC09373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3YmFR-0I/AAAAAAAAA48/Cn1R1Sn__zs/s320/DSC09373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587868077718338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3Yo9cNCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/PzvUXRLTm6k/s1600-h/DSC09375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3Yo9cNCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/PzvUXRLTm6k/s320/DSC09375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587868850140194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3Yz2rHbI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-oAw5E01XHQ/s1600-h/DSC09376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3Yz2rHbI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-oAw5E01XHQ/s320/DSC09376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587871774547378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3ZBdrObI/AAAAAAAAA5U/k-nfcFpEoKY/s1600-h/DSC09377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3ZBdrObI/AAAAAAAAA5U/k-nfcFpEoKY/s320/DSC09377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587875427793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3CsbOVGI/AAAAAAAAA4M/cDwvv7QxB48/s1600-h/DSC09360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3CsbOVGI/AAAAAAAAA4M/cDwvv7QxB48/s320/DSC09360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587491823244386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penguins~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DCtqaMI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5FZ234ew2no/s1600-h/DSC09364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DCtqaMI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5FZ234ew2no/s320/DSC09364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587497806162114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DbVGINI/AAAAAAAAA4c/SkiDA6Vg9FQ/s1600-h/DSC09365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DbVGINI/AAAAAAAAA4c/SkiDA6Vg9FQ/s320/DSC09365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587504414007506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hippo and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DV5IWTI/AAAAAAAAA4k/InjbKQyzTpI/s1600-h/DSC09370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DV5IWTI/AAAAAAAAA4k/InjbKQyzTpI/s320/DSC09370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587502954535218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DsSQ6AI/AAAAAAAAA4s/K5hX0wETk-k/s1600-h/DSC09371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT3DsSQ6AI/AAAAAAAAA4s/K5hX0wETk-k/s320/DSC09371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587508965533698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas pictures are cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looney tunes is great entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;but i find most parts of the cartoons stupid and hilarious at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;the bombing part. do you realise the bombs in the show,&lt;br /&gt;dont kill the characters in it? like really...the bomb would have killed them&lt;br /&gt;but the outcome would be either their fur drops or they turn black.hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two is too much to handle. will someone bang my head or pull my guts out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7414371228643515838?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7414371228643515838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7414371228643515838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7414371228643515838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7414371228643515838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/09/wahlieweh-no-tags-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SMT45u11NHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/mbXa3uqUYyM/s72-c/DSC09434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7526649419529086182</id><published>2008-09-01T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:17:29.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amk int. bus 138.zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far eh. need to wake up early to go there on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlauwe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday shopped with mum to find the bracelet i want&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/TEOHUI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SLvVVDJNgnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/QuMRXd56ALU/s1600-h/3500340889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SLvVVDJNgnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/QuMRXd56ALU/s320/3500340889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241017148973613682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i couldnt find it. like sad . but mummy bought another cool brown&lt;br /&gt;leather bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;ok i dont think it is even called a bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;bracelet sounds too delicate(:&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still on the search to find it. my precious bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not going on an emo mode.&lt;br /&gt;not into those gothic emo look.&lt;br /&gt;just want to have that bracelet cos it is cool and ruggard(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/TEOHUI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday went out with steph and asyiqin.&lt;br /&gt;wtached money no enough 2 again(:&lt;br /&gt;we hung around in toy r us and took videos.&lt;br /&gt;got reprimanded by some hag. lols&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful time with them!(:(:&lt;br /&gt;pictures are in steph's phone(:(:(: videos too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday watched movie with sis.&lt;br /&gt;WALL-E. really nice. eve and wall-e.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWw. u can melt in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;they are so cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i hate creatures who take people like they are dispensable.&lt;br /&gt;making use of them to get back at others.&lt;br /&gt;like f**k. talk cock and nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;who are you to treat people like nothing?&lt;br /&gt;when you are not even worth to be compared with shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me for the vulgarity.&lt;br /&gt;just feel kinda insulted and indignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a miracle happened this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed writing my chinese compo. very rare!&lt;br /&gt;but then it was rubbish. the whole compo.&lt;br /&gt;i reread it and i was mocking at my atrocious idiocy&lt;br /&gt;to write such an incoherent essay.&lt;br /&gt;ok not incoherent, just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya my sis tried to snatch the paper from me&lt;br /&gt;and i kicked her. lols pulled her hair, vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;like two crazy hooligans. my mum also joined in&lt;br /&gt;so it became a threesome-fight-mania-whatever-you-call-it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently my temper has become unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;easily intimidated. and i really dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my friend, dont worry about me. i know very well where i stand.&lt;br /&gt;i know what to do. i know what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;am very clear in my head.&lt;br /&gt;what i think you should do, my friend, is to start worrying about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;and no im not troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results were stagnant.kinda disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;parents also not happy with my results. my dad saw the wrong result slip tho.&lt;br /&gt;except for combined humanities and english. C6:(&lt;br /&gt;but will work harder ! started on geography yesterday . proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;but i aced my physics. improved(:(:&lt;br /&gt;chemistry still  the same. also started studying it this monday.&lt;br /&gt;i must MUST get at least 4 As this year. must must work real hard.&lt;br /&gt;everyday study. no outings! will be a nerd forever and ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im not a prisoner. wouldnt want to neglect my precious ass friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i like you(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7526649419529086182?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7526649419529086182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7526649419529086182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7526649419529086182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7526649419529086182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/09/amk-int.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SLvVVDJNgnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/QuMRXd56ALU/s72-c/3500340889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7645204665778454243</id><published>2008-08-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:27:48.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love candice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant believe i suggested that censored word and stephanie was brave enough&lt;br /&gt;to say it out loud! lols. my best friends are lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surrounding us are a real great deal of friends.&lt;br /&gt;like when you are truly down but you are concealing it,&lt;br /&gt;they are the first to notice and ask .hahas&lt;br /&gt;really love them loads. they are absolutely the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;no no the best healers in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my friend just said horror movies are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;lets start doing that stupid face.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. hahas crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are like THE package for anything.&lt;br /&gt;ok talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love happens when you tell a boy you like his shirt. and then he starts wearing it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sweet right? from a small kiddo you know.from some foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;how can a small child know about love like it is the simplest thing in the world?&lt;br /&gt;amazing amazing.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;children give the best answers to question that require common sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas and steph! i wont have phobia of dogs !fret not&lt;br /&gt;and heack those assholish cockish jerks in the world&lt;br /&gt;cos they are not worth it! so kick them aside!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA! need help kicking them can tell me!&lt;br /&gt;i help you kick them until their butts felll offfffffff~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok crazy me. but really, need help tell me!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo wanna kick butt!&lt;br /&gt;or maube some other place^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7645204665778454243?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7645204665778454243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7645204665778454243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7645204665778454243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7645204665778454243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-candice.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1667028384353500190</id><published>2008-08-22T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:33:43.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wanna make love in this club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that line was from a song .not that i want to MAKE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;like...im only fifteen? too young to harbour such horny thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today im being all hyper and lame.&lt;br /&gt;and irritating. irritate ricia, stephanie, natalie, everybody&lt;br /&gt;with endless lameness. lols typical huishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's emaths test was kinda complicating.&lt;br /&gt;my head was choked with what you call, pressure.&lt;br /&gt;not peer pressure, the REAL pressure. the kind which like presses ur brain down.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda annoying, cos i couldnt concentrate well on the diagrams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neighbour's dog is barking non stop. sighs wonder if it is ok?&lt;br /&gt;cant help feeling worried cos this has happened like....the..&lt;br /&gt;uncountable time? hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have such a good heart. oh oh oh lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently counselling my dear GODbrother , yong thai.&lt;br /&gt;lols. even though i can help others...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so helpless when it comes to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; unlucky girl.when i finally want to label something as mine,&lt;br /&gt;the chance, oppurnity slipped from my hands .&lt;br /&gt;and i was oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;and ya. end of my suppose-to-be-happy-but-became-sad story&lt;br /&gt;sadded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. part and parcel of life.&lt;br /&gt;no dwelling ! well back to crazy life stories of Teo Hui Shi.&lt;br /&gt;ok wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yong thai and i are discussing issues on relationship, friends and puberty.&lt;br /&gt;now he is talking about my perfect height of 152. short!&lt;br /&gt;and now we are pretending to be in love. ahaha i could be a good actress.&lt;br /&gt;and jiajun, you are short too(: dont deny. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday got two tests. confirmed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will study hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i want to end it here. bye people!be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i had a great birthday! my timmy boy sang a birthday song for me!&lt;br /&gt;i wore a dress! i loook hot! AH!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1667028384353500190?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1667028384353500190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1667028384353500190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1667028384353500190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1667028384353500190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanna-make-love-in-this-club.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5831805324708567981</id><published>2008-08-10T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T09:22:00.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im lazy to do the quiz tingshiuan. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same excuse. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th august and 8th august is freakingly awesome.&lt;br /&gt;took alot of pictures with steph and asyiqin. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;all the photos are in her phone tho. so if you want to see,&lt;br /&gt;CHECK HER PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is really dead. it has been almost...no no...&lt;br /&gt;more than a week since the last tag. which is mine=.=&lt;br /&gt;so if u happen to be reading thru this post and have seen the above statement,&lt;br /&gt;please have a gracious heart and tag sth. anything .&lt;br /&gt;just tag for goodness' sake. the tagboard is on the verge of dying from a terminal disease aka not-being-tagged-for-a-damn-long-time illness.&lt;br /&gt;just say hi, bye . SOMETHING. feed/fill it with rubbish. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;JUST TAGGGGGG. PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like changing blogskin but kinda lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya did i mention abt the labrador park thingy?&lt;br /&gt;lets see...nope.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i just wanna say im really sad cos i had to use my phone to sms cos im the sms master blah blah. and great my bill exploded. wampoo. like great.&lt;br /&gt;i totally didnt expect to use my PHONE to sms PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;is the school really scrimping on everything for the sch we are building?&lt;br /&gt;the thing is that i wont be able to see it cos by then, i would have graduated.&lt;br /&gt;tsk much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i bought a watch last thurs with steph.&lt;br /&gt;lols cool wanna see the watch, go her blog. then see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that people shldnt say they copycats or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, ok i did say things like ' copycat, copy me sia', blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;but now, when i think about it. i find it really stupid. really.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, if u bought this really cute dress, and then u see someone buying the exact same thing, does that mean she copied u or whatever u people call it?&lt;br /&gt;ok if u see someone wearing the same necklace as you, would you accuse her/him for copying you? i mean, hello, that person may not even know you, vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;like get over the fact that he/she has something you have luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok mood swings are setting in. bad huishi.&lt;br /&gt;must learn how to control. MEDITATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ya know, sometimes u just want to let ur frustration out.&lt;br /&gt;and at times you just feel like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is that nobody notices it.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i feel isolated . ahaha im not emoing please.&lt;br /&gt;is just that sometimes it is inevitable. it is unpreventable&lt;br /&gt;it just happens. just pretty worn out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever. lols get away from me moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;must regain my cheerfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA POH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that u are 15, dont scream into my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and yixiu, u did a good job on 8th august.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont dwell on it babe? CHEERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this saturday is mybday!&lt;br /&gt;i wont ask for gifts, tho i truly love to receive one from any.&lt;br /&gt;but just rmb my existence and wish me happy bday!&lt;br /&gt;i would bless you with my heavenly innocent power!&lt;br /&gt;oh HOLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gasps im just making y'all feel cold right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh my gastric pains are concurring .&lt;br /&gt;and i need my dark knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;by saying all those shit crap, i came to a realization that  you really dont seem to understand me.&lt;br /&gt;forcefully, i forgive you. but  i always have to face your ATTITUDE, until now. so ya i had enough .&lt;br /&gt;by saying all those blahblah things, it doesnt really affect me anymore.idc idb.&lt;br /&gt;im no longer as nice as before, as forgiving as before. everybody has a limit&lt;br /&gt;so just stop it. before i blow. im just a bomb ticking away. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know some of you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;steph and yixiu, u know who im referring to.&lt;br /&gt;*winks stupidly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and if u ignite it, i will burn you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5831805324708567981?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8895674604113619733</id><published>2008-07-30T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:29:29.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>runny nose, minor slight sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;fatigue. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phlegm is stuck in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;feeling bloated again. legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;had napfa ytd. tried my best. think im gonna get silver.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HOO-RAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingshiuan , i saturday then do ur quiz ok?&lt;br /&gt;really sleepy and tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is sth stuck in my throat. not a fishbone.like.... idk&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired. oh man i still have maths. and chi compo.&lt;br /&gt;DIE. sighs oh my flu, run away, go away from me. gasps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my mind is flying .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8895674604113619733?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8895674604113619733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8895674604113619733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8895674604113619733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8895674604113619733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/07/runny-nose-minor-slight-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-2568704078375599452</id><published>2008-07-26T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:22:03.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsqjmgXthI/AAAAAAAAA0s/PDsjnF3WJs8/s1600-h/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsqjmgXthI/AAAAAAAAA0s/PDsjnF3WJs8/s200/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227318583613699602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucky face. but note the skirt.&lt;br /&gt;disgustingly short. but only steph witnessed it!&lt;br /&gt;you people know i dont wear such short skirt in school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsou4t2iUI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qKsbEv7vDxQ/s1600-h/Image.003+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsou4t2iUI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qKsbEv7vDxQ/s200/Image.003+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227316578457389378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gummy sweets. i look like i just vomitted blood.&lt;br /&gt;stephanie looks likes an pervert. hahas dont kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsovFY7W7I/AAAAAAAAA0M/U7ar22tarBw/s1600-h/Image.004+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsovFY7W7I/AAAAAAAAA0M/U7ar22tarBw/s200/Image.004+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227316581859285938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic. cos we both look cool:) in my opinion:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsovBH65DI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kP29IOqD82U/s1600-h/Image.037+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsovBH65DI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kP29IOqD82U/s200/Image.037+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227316580714210354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple horr? NO. but we look like one, HAH!&lt;br /&gt;this pictures depicts a story of a just-broke-up couple, TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;it is like we were walking on the streets, then we saw each other.&lt;br /&gt;trying to avoid eye-contact, winanto just walked pass me, like im invisible.&lt;br /&gt;and there i was, crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chey nothing of this sort happened.&lt;br /&gt;me and him? hahah the sky will tumble, break, and then fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok if u dont get it, i wont blame you.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dunno what the hell im typing.&lt;br /&gt;mind went haywire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have uploaded some pictures, (duh=.=)&lt;br /&gt;hope the people in the picture would forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people have asked me about what i meant on the other post.&lt;br /&gt;about the mistake i made last year.&lt;br /&gt;it was referring to the number of times i cried in school.&lt;br /&gt;which i have reflected on. and i totally find myself stupid.&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself*&lt;br /&gt;lols and please dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;i will smack ur face:D&lt;br /&gt;nah just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACES DAY. dance and dance.&lt;br /&gt;dont get the steps. and i danced like a chicken. pok pok.&lt;br /&gt;and  we are gonna learn more new steps next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope i wont fall over and tear my pants apart.&lt;br /&gt;god im getting super lame. wonder how steph can tahan my lameness?&lt;br /&gt;*thinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin &lt;/span&gt;:lols tanned and dark gt diff de k. im tanned n u r dark as wad u've admitted n if im burnt pig dhen u r roasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:you are not tan. you are darker than tanned. i roasted at least not as bad as burnt right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;:lols careful get eaten n tanned=shiny=my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:yours is shiny and burnt. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;:lols roasted pig is oso shiny bt u r nt coz u is chao da de roasted pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:hahas. please im getting SLIGHTLY fairer ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;:lols, agreed, last tym is cant c u in e dark de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:oi not so exagerrating right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;:hahas nxt tym u go 4 a swim le dhen we 7th lunar mth go play hide n seek at old changi road, u sure win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;: lols black until stand at white wall oso tot is paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huishi&lt;/span&gt;: hahas it means i blend. for you arr, stand on wall people think it is wall that is scraped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;:lols, U IS tot it is a hole( he thinks im the hole....tsk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u stupid burnt pig.&lt;br /&gt;call me roasted hen? i knock ur balls off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to read manga.oreo is nice to eat(and lick!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-2568704078375599452?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/2568704078375599452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=2568704078375599452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2568704078375599452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2568704078375599452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/07/sucky-face.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SIsqjmgXthI/AAAAAAAAA0s/PDsjnF3WJs8/s72-c/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4769682262821071853</id><published>2008-07-18T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:55:25.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy(real one ar, please), i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you so much.&lt;br /&gt;you are my hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im glad i inherited your cool-temper genes...not.&lt;br /&gt;too panicky in sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;but i am happy that my dearest friends were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im glad to have your eyes. same big near-to-black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;cool !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4769682262821071853?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4769682262821071853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4769682262821071853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4769682262821071853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4769682262821071853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/07/daddyreal-one-ar-please-i-love-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5161885273033460586</id><published>2008-07-12T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:12:10.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hair is so thick.&lt;br /&gt;so layered yet the ponytail is so thick.&lt;br /&gt;hahas but im happy about it:D&lt;br /&gt;sudden appreciation for my thick hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might be wondering why i mentioned about my hair from out of the blue huh?&lt;br /&gt;cos my mum said sth about my hair.&lt;br /&gt;she was stroking my hair today, then she suddenly said that my hair is very layered.&lt;br /&gt;i was like 'really meh?very thick leh.'. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to not cut, later layer layer and botak.&lt;br /&gt;hahas exagerration! anyways the part on the botak thing was not true.&lt;br /&gt;like i mentioned in my previous post, dunno which...&lt;br /&gt;i said i would leave it long. anyways my hair grow really fast.&lt;br /&gt;within six months, my hair can grow at least 5-6cm.&lt;br /&gt;cool huh? happy happy. cos end of dec my hair would be nearly reach&lt;br /&gt;half of my back. by then , i would be a super happy crazy hyper girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me wants to do a super layered haircut.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm but im not giving in.&lt;br /&gt;gonna wait until my hair grows real long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously i abhor porridge.&lt;br /&gt;insulting me....&lt;br /&gt;i hate you .wait 'hate' is a word too strong. i dislike you&lt;br /&gt;your life must be miserable&lt;br /&gt;by the increasing no of haters.YOUR haters i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. im not gonna DISAPPOINT you.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do it, prove it. prove to you im not all that lousy in that subject.&lt;br /&gt;when that happens, you will be the first to hear the GOOD news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been spouting various vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;not turning to an ah lian dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;just that some *** people make people's lives miserable.&lt;br /&gt;why dont they just disappear? they only bring misery.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why. are they like some testers or obstacles in life?&lt;br /&gt;chey .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(before you say anything, i must say this :IM NOT EMO-ING)&lt;br /&gt;im just so angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. im just so pissed and frustrated for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;or month. dont keep track on these mundane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING made me think. think about lots of random things&lt;br /&gt;which slowly resulted into anger, hate and abrasiveness(mental note: i wrote abrasion at first but check the dictionary and realised i used the wrong word. HAH!)&lt;br /&gt;. and i really hate this.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of listening to IT almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get so tired ,i wish i can just sleep the whole day,&lt;br /&gt;just so that pest-like thought would vanish.&lt;br /&gt;except i cant do that cos i have homework.&lt;br /&gt;so i turn to studying...to rid this idiotic thoughts and abrupt emotions.&lt;br /&gt;and it is somehow working. i understand the depth of some of the topics from the sciences better now.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want to stay strong, i still long and yearn for a shoulder to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;yet i will reject cos i dont NEED one. not trying to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;AND i want to say this, PLEASE DONT SAY YOU CAN BE A SHOULDER TO LEAN ON.&lt;br /&gt;except if you are one of my besties-girlfriends. see it,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-friends&lt;br /&gt;if not, shoo. really, shoo.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously , what for? people will think you are fake and pretentious in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i made a mistake last year. so not gonna repeat it again.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, rather stay strong, cool and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya i dont believe in what people call 'fantasy'.&lt;br /&gt;COS IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN. no offence though.&lt;br /&gt;why fall for it when you already know it can never happen?&lt;br /&gt;haha people will say im being way too practical and realistic.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. seen too many things happen.&lt;br /&gt;so mindset will automatically tune. yupps. so cant blame.&lt;br /&gt;blame on those who started those happenings.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm actually cant fully blame them..&lt;br /&gt;aiya whatever. this is so redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im kinda not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;sighs and i really want it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays think of the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;i have a project to do. oh nothing to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;ok my primary schoolmate Emmanuel just told me he dissected a pig's heart.&lt;br /&gt;ok not being sadistic. but u cant deny that it is kinda....interesting.&lt;br /&gt;a kind of thing which makes u ask alot of question.&lt;br /&gt;sound like a nerd dia. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i have been busy surfing the net,&lt;br /&gt;i have totally neglected my geo project.&lt;br /&gt;friday must hand in...so rushing.&lt;br /&gt;why cant the the teachers put forward the deadline?&lt;br /&gt;i think this sentence sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes peeps. needa start on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you know, i really want you to kiss my arse&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/37998030-5161885273033460586?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5161885273033460586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5161885273033460586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5161885273033460586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5161885273033460586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-hair-is-so-thick.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5398581911345630317</id><published>2008-07-06T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:39:18.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys people:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err brandon, dont have to SHOW your wowwow love for your lp:D&lt;br /&gt;and audience, dont think dirty:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching spiderman. i have to admit, he is really unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;his life is filled with crisis and struck with all sorts of disasters.&lt;br /&gt;the love of his life just told him she was going out to be married!&lt;br /&gt;sighs if i had a life like his, i think i might jump down a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm speaking of suicide, i dont know which ways of suicide would cause the least pain of all.&lt;br /&gt;okay need to clarify, im not EMO.  just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;i personally object to the idea of jumping down a building.&lt;br /&gt;what if you fall, and land on the ground(obviously=.=), AND survive.&lt;br /&gt;it means that you will have to go thru an ordeal and suffer.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention medical bills. hmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm what about drugging oneself?&lt;br /&gt;your life would be 'eaten' bit by bit due to the effects of the drugs,&lt;br /&gt;and the pain slowly creeps within/inside you.&lt;br /&gt;eh i think that would really be painful seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant possibly list out every single way of killing oneself.&lt;br /&gt;but it all boils down that every way of suicide&lt;br /&gt;brings pain and despair.&lt;br /&gt;hahas i dont really understand whatthehell im saying.&lt;br /&gt;loads of crap in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jurong point yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;saw numerous fashion disasters.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im not in any position to comment on people.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, a super short pink dress( the kind that will show your bottom when you bend slightly) with no pants or tights?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. still got alot more. just cant recall for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finalise my decision on what im gonna do with my hair&lt;br /&gt;im gonna keep it very long, not too long tho&lt;br /&gt;and im so gonna have those curls felicia chin's has!&lt;br /&gt;woots!! gonna be patient.&lt;br /&gt;*note: when i made this suggestion to brandon, he gave me that sucky look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i hate this particular ______(hint: got to do with sch)&lt;br /&gt;i mean, ya, i admit i have no interest in the subject ____,&lt;br /&gt;so i need a teacher who can motivate me to learn more. i know, EXCUSES.&lt;br /&gt;you know, questioning me on my 'O' levels and how i feel on how i might my fair in that subject&lt;br /&gt;is totally stupid. cos any normal human would say you will do ok in it.&lt;br /&gt;it is a ego-kind-of-thing.&lt;br /&gt;who would admit they dont have much confidence or say that the probability of flunging that subject is kinda high?&lt;br /&gt;not me , that's for sure. and you have to stample on my pride by saying im acting smart!&lt;br /&gt;well, look's who talking.&lt;br /&gt;and which part of my conv with you did i ever mention anything on my intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;ass sia. and please, talking to my friend is not equivalent to not listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like im ignoring you. im not even engrossed in the chat with my fellow friend.&lt;br /&gt;i did LISTEN to you lah. i was taking down notes you blind***.&lt;br /&gt;only settle with brainless conclusions without even getting your facts right.&lt;br /&gt;ya , you say you dont want to care about me right.&lt;br /&gt;fine! lets see who gets the last laugh.&lt;br /&gt;i will show you i can do it. i will. and when they ask about anything on my results, i would say&lt;br /&gt;it is all due to my effort.&lt;br /&gt;that is when you can suck your stupid lemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess people know who im referring to:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wait im not sure i can actually do it, but will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;tmr, after my food feast with friends over at seoul garden, i will study!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i wont forget.:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH ME:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you make me laugh, you make cry, i dont know which side to buy&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/37998030-5398581911345630317?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5398581911345630317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5398581911345630317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5398581911345630317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5398581911345630317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/07/heys-peopled-err-brandon-dont-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6852205146938012310</id><published>2008-06-28T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:53:08.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stephanie, i would like both juices. more flesh juice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is for steph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is alright to have phobias. it takes time to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;and heck those asses who dont give a damn on how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;if they dont seem to understand, dont have to care them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is perfectly fine to be depressed once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;nobody's life is polished and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;and please if you do anything stupid, i will be the first friend to punch ur face.&lt;br /&gt;(nah just kidding only:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now im doing my dumbass LV project.&lt;br /&gt;mdm tan complained about out slides being too general.&lt;br /&gt;so have to re-type, research. whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;it all boils down to redoing everything.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah im seriously bored. i need someone to sms me but stupid me cant sms so much.&lt;br /&gt;im not used to people calling me cos i feel my voice sucks .&lt;br /&gt;i seriously sound like a man. not the slightest bit girly, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;it is so grrr. i totally detest my deep voice. gah.&lt;br /&gt;and the glaring sun is robbing my chance of getting fairer .&lt;br /&gt;the sweltering heat is making me perspire a carton of water, or sweat i should say.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it cos my hair gets oily so quickly after my bath.&lt;br /&gt;maths have proved to be a headache for me. partial fractions are so longwinded.&lt;br /&gt;i get tummy pains regularly which makes me curse alot(in my mind).&lt;br /&gt;my hair have grown over my shoulder but im still not satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;veryyyyyyy slow you know. please, my hair. i beg you to grow faster.&lt;br /&gt;and cos i sacrifice the opportunity to cut my hair during the hols so that it can grow out, my hair&lt;br /&gt;have turned to a thick thick mess of hair.&lt;br /&gt;ok not really a mess but it is alot. so it means i get hot easily.&lt;br /&gt;steaming hot= perspiring ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;a STEAMING hot person is an ANGRY person.&lt;br /&gt;and now im freaking pissed with my brain cos i think i left it in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off with my project. trying to recall what the content was in the teacher's guide!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6852205146938012310?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6852205146938012310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6852205146938012310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;thats not all, the syrup is so miserable, you can almost taste water.&lt;br /&gt;so is that longan drink? i dont know. hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok MISS STEPHANIE TAN , done with the LV thing .&lt;br /&gt;i will print the other part of lv for four of us:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays... i dont know what to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrr school is going to reopen. ok im suppose to pretend im really uber excited for the day to come.ok ok...here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;WAH IM SO HAPPY SCHOOL IS OPENING SOON!!!!.....not.&lt;br /&gt;whole holiday do homework and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;june holidays should be called ' homeworkdays'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i want to stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;days are boring:((( BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, im a rare breed:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4694020452678340455?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6538011616761713561</id><published>2008-06-14T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T06:30:02.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday yunqi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday winanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday JIEJIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday baboon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok settle . all happy birthday wishes are said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting rather lethargic these few days.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why. cos i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out! i want winanto to come back from his fishing business in indo!&lt;br /&gt;ok i dunno if he does fishing over at indonesia...to heck with it!&lt;br /&gt;suddenly miss his goofiness and how he solve his rubik cubes,...&lt;br /&gt;and somehow gets panicky when someone is timing him.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out, no shopping please. just bask into the air,&lt;br /&gt;smell air, breath in air, and&lt;br /&gt;cycle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cycling, i was suppose to do that on wednesday, 11th june.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ...i didnt. cos stephanie doesnt want to cycle! so does brandon.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel slightly awkward to cycle with stella.&lt;br /&gt;not that she is weird or yucky or anything like that,&lt;br /&gt;cos i had this feeling we wouldnt really cycle, i mean ME cos i wouldnt dare to climb onto the bicycle.hahas so SORRY stella! next time when im super confident that i wont look like&lt;br /&gt;a gorilla balancing on one egg, i would definitely cycle with you!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and if we have this next time, i DEMAND steph to cycle with us:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muhahahahahahahhahaha!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heeheee and she doesnt, i will smear anything i have in my bag onto her face:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hope she doesnt see this! hahas lame-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways steph and brandon seemed surprised with what i wore on that day.&lt;br /&gt;they said i look like a boy.brandon kept saying he is sitting next to a boy at burger king.&lt;br /&gt;(i was sitting next to him, obviously =.=)&lt;br /&gt;so i asked steph if she willing to be my girl.&lt;br /&gt;she said she doesnt want to date a bangala :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was being a tad too boyish as well.&lt;br /&gt;well, i got stares from people, i observed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they really thought im a REAL boy.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm i wonder. what if....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH!&lt;br /&gt;im a imperfectly normal girl who likes guys.&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt sound right. like im some bargirl.&lt;br /&gt;it should be : im a imperfectly normal girl who have crushes on males.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i think they are the same.&lt;br /&gt;you get the whole idea anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBsi_lX9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/g39RcfKkBc0/s1600-h/DSC06842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBsi_lX9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/g39RcfKkBc0/s320/DSC06842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211722164849696722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBtiLISuI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZWVl9mPxBhY/s1600-h/DSC06863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBtiLISuI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZWVl9mPxBhY/s320/DSC06863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211722181809556194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stella and i :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBt6BV-sI/AAAAAAAAAvM/aRdKkJabG0I/s1600-h/DSC06865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBt6BV-sI/AAAAAAAAAvM/aRdKkJabG0I/s320/DSC06865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211722188210961090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think this picture is uncouth for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;i look like a boy. hahas my sis told me to put this up tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBtDk-rVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/tnvPKD_bmOA/s1600-h/DSC06857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBtDk-rVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/tnvPKD_bmOA/s320/DSC06857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211722173596478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we acting funky.i think my posture is abit coquettish. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;steph looks she is gonna eat the  sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note : i typed  COCK just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBuF6j7nI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Cig2GXycrcM/s1600-h/DSC06869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBuF6j7nI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Cig2GXycrcM/s320/DSC06869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211722191403740786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. cup got magic water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was actually this picture where steph and stella look like twins.&lt;br /&gt;but rather lazy to upload:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, im a rare breed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6538011616761713561?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6538011616761713561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6538011616761713561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6538011616761713561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6538011616761713561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/06/13th-june-happy-birthday-yunqi-14th.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/SFPBsi_lX9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/g39RcfKkBc0/s72-c/DSC06842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5662811694455742677</id><published>2008-06-08T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T08:41:03.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on second thoughts, i wont do the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;sorry tingshiuan!&lt;br /&gt;i cant even copy paste the thing.&lt;br /&gt;and currently im a tad too lazy to type out everything.&lt;br /&gt;so SORRY tingshiuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with tingshiuan, augustine and randy.&lt;br /&gt;woopees! beats better than rotting away at home.&lt;br /&gt;i have been watching cardcaptor sakura.&lt;br /&gt;finished season 2. now onto season 1.&lt;br /&gt;and i have been binging on alot of snacks.&lt;br /&gt;i spend at least an hour cooped up in my study room,&lt;br /&gt;studying and doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;very guai right? hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sentosa or pasir ris park on wednesday i guess&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO LEARN HOW TO CYCLE!&lt;br /&gt;hoi! gonna cycle! dont care with fall over the cliff,&lt;br /&gt;splash into the mud or rip my pants apart(?)&lt;br /&gt;IM STILL GONNA LEARN CYCLING!&lt;br /&gt;to heck with constipated facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;STILL GONNA CYCLE MY LIFE OUT:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to setph's house to study with yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my face is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;cos stella, steph's lil sis, never failed to laugh whenever she catches a glimpse of me.&lt;br /&gt;and cos we were joking about something, the soup and macaroni from my mouth&lt;br /&gt;shot out back into my bowl.&lt;br /&gt;and the way i sucked e life out of my coke with a stupid face, according to steph.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept laughing hysterically. dont bother asking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my chem. we were all confused with all the balancing of chemistry thingys.&lt;br /&gt;hope we can get the hang of it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i dowan blog. BYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics -better in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow i can’t forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going&lt;br /&gt;Coming&lt;br /&gt;Thought i heard a knock(Who's there? , No one)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that (I deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;Now i have realized&lt;br /&gt;that i really didn’t knooOooOw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t notice&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything (quickly I’m learning)&lt;br /&gt;To love again (all i know is)&lt;br /&gt;I'ma be oooOook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeaah (It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though i really love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna smile because i deserve to&lt;br /&gt;Oooh(It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something that would remind me?&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i’m dreamin&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to let it (hurt my feelings)&lt;br /&gt;But that’s the past (i believe it)&lt;br /&gt;And i know that, time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t notice&lt;br /&gt;Well, you mean everything (quickly i’m learning)&lt;br /&gt;Oooh turn up again (All i know is)&lt;br /&gt;I will be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yeah(It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though i really love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna smile because i deserve to oooooh(It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there’s no more you and me (No more you and me)&lt;br /&gt;It's time i let you go so i can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be(No No No No No No)&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes i Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;Oooh(It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though i really loved you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna smile 'coz i deserve to yes i do(It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too yeaaaah Ooooh oooooh (It’ll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though i really loved you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna smile 'coz i deserve to Ooooooh (It’ll all get better....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST PLAY THIS SONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5662811694455742677?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5662811694455742677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5662811694455742677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5662811694455742677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5662811694455742677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-second-thoughts-i-wont-do-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-328508879640838423</id><published>2008-05-28T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:41:49.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been online for almost a month, excluding the IT enrichment&lt;br /&gt;which was a total bore. the lecturers were slacking, well most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;but they were very good people . throughout the enrichment, they allowed us to use the internet&lt;br /&gt;if we BEHAVED ourselves:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of things to update on.&lt;br /&gt;people are telling me to update...&lt;br /&gt;but im kinda lazy:D cos i have not touch the computer for more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;thought people wouldnt exactly notice. my blog is usually dead, well to me.&lt;br /&gt;so i really appreciate the fact you peeps actually read my blog and want me to update.&lt;br /&gt;but my memory bank isnt the size of an elephant, so i cant exactly remember everything i did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im missing out lots of stuff without going online.&lt;br /&gt;last to see, last to know, last to witness.&lt;br /&gt;well this is not the point:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended a wedding dinner on 24th may.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i was walking, IN MY HEELS, to find the venue where the wedding is being held.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my mum had it worse, since she wore stilettos , which was gift from my sis and i to her for mothers' day:D&lt;br /&gt;me, my sis, mum and grandma were walking back and forth in EXPO.&lt;br /&gt;and im telling you, EXPO is SUPER BIG.&lt;br /&gt;never ever going to step inside again. i cant imagine myself having to walk rounds just to find something. brrrrr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise something, even though i have some arguments with my mum,&lt;br /&gt;or we exchanged words, i still love her always cos she is always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;although sometimes i do get intimidated, i still love her:D&lt;br /&gt;mum YOU ARE THE BEST:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not about the necessity to wish someone happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;people do so , because people have put you in their important list of friends.&lt;br /&gt;they called because they want you to have the most memorable birthday.&lt;br /&gt;they stayed up because they think YOU are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we honestly do not wish to see him hurt you again.&lt;br /&gt;it is not about going through us before going out with someone.&lt;br /&gt;once bitten, twice shy.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i admit, we were against the idea of you going out with him.&lt;br /&gt;you may question about your own freedom and choice of friends,&lt;br /&gt;we may seem &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CONTROLLING&lt;/span&gt; and probably ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;OUTRAGEOUS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, we were not.&lt;br /&gt;we were merely concerned and feared of the possibility of everything repeating again.&lt;br /&gt;we just dont want to see the whole cycle start again. it is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;is this too much? arent friends suppose to FEEL this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya we intended to throw a surprise for you.&lt;br /&gt;but we decided to cancel it cos you were going out with your family,&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty understandable(on the part you celebrating ur birthday with your family)&lt;br /&gt;then tables are turned and shockingly, we were the ones being surprised.&lt;br /&gt;turns out you went out with him.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...well we may sound totally unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;but only cos this was came across as heart-shocking news.&lt;br /&gt;we were not expecting you to do anything, ya.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, you have the freedom to hang out with friends,&lt;br /&gt;so this should be put aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i agree with steph, we are also reflecting on ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, i do think whether the whole rollarcoaster ride is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to tell you, nothing in this world is worthless. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;so, like what steph said, we do not wish to have this friendship ties being severed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather we will talk to each other face to face.&lt;br /&gt;'cept, maybe not now, since the air is still very super ultra mega thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not pleading for anything.&lt;br /&gt;just voicing my opinions. and clear the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is for another person,mind you. dont jump to conclusions cos &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it does not refer to you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE  DONT ACT AS IF YOU KNOW EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;dont even TRY, i emphasize , TRY to point out my misdoings.&lt;br /&gt;or mistakes or whatever people call it.&lt;br /&gt;nothing in this world has everything structured out perfectly, i know.&lt;br /&gt;but do you think i saw all of it coming?&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i persuade god , to what, let all of these things happen?&lt;br /&gt;clearly you dont really know the situation.&lt;br /&gt;so STOP assuming and telling me what is right or wrong or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;you want to be a smart aleck, go do it to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;im not going to take ur nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;do not wish to HEAR any rubbish. so GET LOST.&lt;br /&gt;and before you go, GO CHOP OFF UR MOUTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope things will tide down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** will post pictures some day. got over hundred . so dont expect me to actually bluetooth-ed all the pics from my phone to the com and upload.:D too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;but i will remember to put some memorable ones:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-908670896961308877</id><published>2008-04-19T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T05:45:00.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially off the emoness.&lt;br /&gt;cos basically my friends have made every single day of my life damn freaking fun:D&lt;br /&gt;shalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall:&lt;br /&gt;.never ever resort into thinking of anything depressing!&lt;br /&gt;.never pretend/acknowledge the grass on the other side is much greener&lt;br /&gt;.never put myself down. its just depletes my energy&lt;br /&gt;.never drop an egg on the floor ( i did that today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. rewind back. gotta remember what i did. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya yesterday winanto, natalie, ricia and i went for some competition at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;it was about EARTH day. something like that.&lt;br /&gt;we came with our tiny paintbrush- ornaments and old brushes.&lt;br /&gt;but we kinda freaked out upon seeing every school, who participated in this too, had&lt;br /&gt;prepared boards and blahblah , and they look stable and steady.&lt;br /&gt;hahas heck care, we did out best by talking,&lt;br /&gt;especially me but i was blabbering all sorts of craps which came out naturally from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apologies to winanto. he didnt have the opportunity to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DRUMS ROLL, PEOPLE JUMPING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE PHANG PHANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that she is older, her duty is to take care of me and stephanie, who are on the go&lt;br /&gt;of turning fifteen. we dont feel old and never will be!! muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ..NATALIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like my present:D *winks*&lt;br /&gt;and it would stay comfy! FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend is like a bra, which makes u feel comfy all the time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i flunged my a maths test. HOO-RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;gotta practise more man..go huishi go!&lt;br /&gt;and steph and i made the same mistake:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;sitting partners mah...what to do??&lt;br /&gt;sit together, make mistakes together, laugh together, hate (a person) together.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the egg incident..&lt;br /&gt;ya today i dropped an egg. on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;and i was frantically calling for help, inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;but i stayed cool in front of my mum.&lt;br /&gt;my sis saw the mess and helped distract my mu  while i cleared it up.&lt;br /&gt;i was literally smelling the floor to detect if there was any smell of eggs!&lt;br /&gt;used the cloth, tissue, mop. anything to rid the smell.&lt;br /&gt;mum thought i spill the egg on the stove,&lt;br /&gt;and i nodded. and she believed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a good liar:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who i despise:&lt;br /&gt;there are SUCKERS out there in this world who cant suck anymore&lt;br /&gt;COS they are too damn sucky:D still got the cheek to accuse huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish mdm rafilah good health.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah bah .&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. i have camwhored alot to pass time,&lt;br /&gt;did my a maths. my handwriting was so so immaculate at first,&lt;br /&gt;and then became very untidy cos some of questions are wrecked&lt;br /&gt;my ability to write properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have nothing to write.&lt;br /&gt;my head is empty. check it out, it is hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dong...im so mundanely lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry weiting for the patapon music which blasted him right out from his seat tothe gorund and blown away into the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the self-esteem workshop last tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool seeing candice again,&lt;br /&gt;she looks more cute in her shorter bob-hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways  she showed us some video clips&lt;br /&gt;which was amazing. and very saddening.&lt;br /&gt;especially the part where we saw a video on a girl whose face got melted and burnt.&lt;br /&gt;she is the utmost beauty in the world, she faced all her fears and handled it well.&lt;br /&gt;and forgave the culprit for what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it takes alot to forgive one person for her/his doing.&lt;br /&gt;but she did it effortlessly, which is pretty cool to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i teared when i saw the clip on mother theresa.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt hold it back anymore so it just fell out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*you may think that what you have contributed to the world is just a drop of water into the sea, but the sea would be missing a drop without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dunno if that is correct, but the main point is stated lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-908670896961308877?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/908670896961308877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=908670896961308877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/908670896961308877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/908670896961308877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/04/hellos-i-am-officially-off-emoness.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1467784705927849828</id><published>2008-04-12T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:57:37.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is my grandma's birthday.(sort of)&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!(i know she cant even see this..)&lt;br /&gt;anyways today had sore eyes, totally was in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to thank people. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt myself basically. felt like i was floating.. weee...&lt;br /&gt;ok cut the crap and get to the point yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timothy was cute today. tried to play the car games with marc's psp,&lt;br /&gt;and sadly,his tiny fingers are not long enough to press the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;and he likes blue cars ALOT. really alot&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, he cried  buckets cos marc was going home.&lt;br /&gt;his eyes were watering non-stop, his breathing pace was kinda irregular.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a cute scene. lols. i sound so mean.&lt;br /&gt;fancy laughing at a small boy who is crying. HA~HA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fixed my spectacles. the nosepad(?) plastic stuff ...the one which supports the nose lah.&lt;br /&gt;that thing came off. wampoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is crappy. at first my phone went stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to reset the settings. and this process would not delete anything in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;just what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;600+ of my photos have disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;and all the nice ones were 'deleted' automatically. applaud for the idiocy of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed i could rip the whole phone with my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; What Hurts The Most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don't bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;But that's not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I'm doin' It&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to post some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but decided to backspaced it. and somehow edit it to look nicer,&lt;br /&gt;and presentable. you can skip it if you already presuming that im such a darn faker,&lt;br /&gt;and just trying to capture the attentions of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you already thinking beyond that, im sorry dude,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i dont mean anything. really.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not sensitive enough.&lt;br /&gt;anyways you find your story soon.&lt;br /&gt;when everything goes your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;this does not refer to anybody:&lt;br /&gt;i know you want me to die so much. you are wishing for it.&lt;br /&gt;for all you know something might happen.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of dealing with abrupt emotions that comes and go.&lt;br /&gt;happy, sad, happy , sad, angry, happy, angry.&lt;br /&gt;can i ask? is it a crime to look like you cry alot as if like a crybaby,&lt;br /&gt;but the actual fact was that it was a method to vent and clear the sorrow accumulating&lt;br /&gt;in the 'ill-stricken' heart?&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont know who im really am.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok from here, the fonts might go haywire again.&lt;br /&gt;gahs this is so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i also have no topics to say.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry yah, this post might be a tad too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;pictures will posted some other day, a day when i can actually recall.. kinda lazy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1467784705927849828?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1467784705927849828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1467784705927849828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1467784705927849828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1467784705927849828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-is-my-grandmas-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3481966358580955616</id><published>2008-04-05T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:01:45.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cloud is a hottie!!! arhhh !!!!&lt;br /&gt;(btw, in case you dunno, he is from the sho final fantasy VII: advent children)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody can pull of that style of his (this sentence sounds weird...))&lt;br /&gt;* flys around in the room, you know like when you let go an inflated balloon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cloud is so handsome. *dreams of him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snap back into reality*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. im trying to clear the drool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the habit of biting my nails has come back after after 9 years .&lt;br /&gt;now i love biting them, which is totally unhygenic.&lt;br /&gt;but it kinda challenging when u have to peel it slowly&lt;br /&gt;so that the nail wont be torn off and the blood would flow out..and..and.&lt;br /&gt;aiya im getting lame. at the same time boring your socks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current blog;s song is 'sweetest girl' .&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely loved this song.&lt;br /&gt;(i was dancing in the shower when the radio played this song! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes stephanie, mr lee is very blur.&lt;br /&gt;stilt = concrete blah blah... yes yes mr lee we all know you are on a growing-old phase.&lt;br /&gt;lols actually kinda agree with steph. he is kinda fun to be with, not to mention entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;and he even praised me on my drawings! and said i could work for DISNEY.&lt;br /&gt;oh the sweet glory! ( i sound as if im actually working for disney, which is possibly untrue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it were to be true, i would first ask zany to come with me to see peter pan.&lt;br /&gt;okays i was super random about that sentence, but i suddenly thought of her.&lt;br /&gt;she better be honoured to see this . muhahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for many things this month.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get good grades for MYE,&lt;br /&gt;i want a good report from every teacher,&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to bangkok ( clearly for shopping purposes and massaging service:D),&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy a damn huge lollipop and share with my itsy-bitsy- best pals:D,&lt;br /&gt;i want to have a nanyang gathering (only with my good friends),&lt;br /&gt;i want to sing better and have the most melodic voice (=.=),&lt;br /&gt;i want my hair to grow out as fast as the wind( okay maybe not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; fast),&lt;br /&gt;i want to go on a train ride on my own ( i know, im weird),&lt;br /&gt;i want to go fly a real big kite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to fly a real big kite... at times like this i wish my brain was a toilet bowl,&lt;br /&gt;so as to flush down my pathetic memories.&lt;br /&gt;going back to memory lane...&lt;br /&gt;oh shoot.... stay focus man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i havent buy nat's present!&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to buy for her man...&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy something that is eccentric yet creative.&lt;br /&gt;people, give me some advice! what should i buy?&lt;br /&gt;the idea of giving her a shopping trip actually came up..&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to put that aside:D nat must be sad seeing this. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a wet blankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of april fool , i got smacked on the forehead by winanto &lt;i&gt;korkor&lt;/i&gt; few times.&lt;br /&gt;april fool was not april-fool-ish(another one of huishi's nonsensical english. please, i repeat, do not learn).&lt;br /&gt;wanted someone to play a decent prank on me, like pulling my bra strap .&lt;br /&gt;ok im just kidding, pulling bra strap are strictly prohibited. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt many things from my sitting partner during chinese:BRA.&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt that MOST GUYS like girls who have all or some of the following criteria:&lt;br /&gt;.healthy tan skin *unlike mine which is like burnt skin&lt;br /&gt;.smooth skin ( when i asked bra this, he gave me this 'duh' look)&lt;br /&gt;.be sporty&lt;br /&gt;.have straight hair but not those super straight kind&lt;br /&gt;.have long hair ( many boys have commented about my hair, saying that long hair was nicer on me)&lt;br /&gt;.have dimples&lt;br /&gt;. smile genuinely and laugh naturally(not those &lt;i&gt;gu niang&lt;/i&gt; kind, where the girl use her hand and delicately covers her mouth.)&lt;br /&gt;.wear slippers ( bra's liking, may not be applicable to all guys)&lt;br /&gt;.have the fringe flying everywhere ( im just exaggerating, cos personally, i like girls to tie up their fringe, with some styling though)&lt;br /&gt;.strong in the heart, in other words, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ability to make funny jokes or have good interpersonal skills&lt;br /&gt;.to have a slim figure (this is not confirmed, my assumption:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. do not scream for heck no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. no acting cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.no acting tough, pretending to be like the hulk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there , the list of things guys expect from girls.&lt;br /&gt;it might be useful for some girls i know, especially the last three.&lt;br /&gt;you know, people you should know, you must know what im referring to!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to the song 'year 3000' by jonas brothers.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to nat! lols.&lt;br /&gt;i kept singing and singing, and most of the time it went out of tune or i sang the wrong verse.&lt;br /&gt;some day my sister might just use her book to throw it in my face, and tell me&lt;br /&gt;to shut up before her ears slowly decompose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks im so disgusting.goodness gracious me.&lt;br /&gt;i have the urge to watch 'bewitched' :D whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my legs are itchy. i feel like a monkey cos im trying to scratch my itchiness away while typing this post , and my sitting posture is like those kind of posture you get from those ah peks you see from coffeeshops. :(&lt;br /&gt;mymymy, i have to learn to be more ladylike, as my mum would always say.&lt;br /&gt;she said im super untidy for a  girl. once she wondered if i was of the right gender.&lt;br /&gt;haha. mummy, im purely female. no in-betweens or dunnowhatyoucallit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;motto of the day : i live in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;underwear :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inside joke between me, nat and winanto&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;the idiom goes : 'everything happens for a reason'&lt;br /&gt;but nobody has explained why does it happen?&lt;br /&gt;is it so as to test the devil in the heart?&lt;br /&gt;or it is just fate im going through the same thing over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;my faith withers away as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;and im oblivious to it, r am i not?&lt;br /&gt;god, save my soul.&lt;br /&gt;everything always seems perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;until something happens and the cycle repeats&lt;br /&gt;and then it stops. this is so unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;and it is wearing me out , flat.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im fine. just babbling about random stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i inferred that im super random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here goes another random phrase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good man never makes a girl cry?&lt;br /&gt;so does that mean a bad man makes a girl cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you are happy , you see two pair of footprints on the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you are upset, you only see one pair on the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you want to know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god walks with you whenever you are happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so as to spend the happiness with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that is why you see two pairs of foot prints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but when sorrow and sadness invades the fragile soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you only see one pair on the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because god is holding and  lifting you up ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and he is embracing your problems so as to make it go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is why you see one pair of foot prints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now you know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when my mum told me that, my heart felt like it has broken out&lt;br /&gt;from the ice, absorbing every warmth it could find to melt the cold prickling ice.&lt;br /&gt;not that my heart is frozen or in terms of literature, being depressed,&lt;br /&gt;just a feeling i can only describe through this words.&lt;br /&gt;my vocabulary is not very wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy my eyebags have shrunk. and my dark rings have vanish. whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg peeps. stay tune for huishi's randomness.&lt;br /&gt;thats if anybody is reading.&lt;br /&gt;so please peeps, tag my board! be a kind soul and do a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;you will be rewarded by me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe only...&lt;br /&gt;(sorry about the font size, tried to change but failed :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3481966358580955616?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3481966358580955616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3481966358580955616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-5ZZrPCxlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wIDCd5CYKeE/s1600-h/Man+ru,+ting+shiuan,+hui+shi,+en+wen.+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-5ZZrPCxlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wIDCd5CYKeE/s320/Man+ru,+ting+shiuan,+hui+shi,+en+wen.+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178518787442258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old times are terribly missed.&lt;br /&gt;that was us when we were 13. and i look so ...small? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;and i look kinda tiny....(as if im that BIG now)&lt;br /&gt;i really miss nanyang suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope en wen could come out and just hang out with us.&lt;br /&gt;the four-some shopping trip:)will be anticipating for it.&lt;br /&gt;the only obstacle : en wen might not be allowed to come at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.... i suddenly feel im such an .... introvert.. only for now dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of many things, linking from one to another.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you just feel that you are in the wrong , the culprit of all sins.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you just feel like riding away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you just want to be invisible once in a while&lt;br /&gt;just... like vanish from the crowd to have the privacy of being alone, to think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;humans are born to make mistakes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just have to know how to pick up ourselves and dont pity oneself,&lt;br /&gt;but rather embrace the fact that you just have to walk on&lt;br /&gt;and see where the path ahead of you leads to.. .&lt;br /&gt;okays im not being emo, i was just...well...thinking:D&lt;br /&gt;its good to think at times, and not being so brainless and be irrational(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i better snap back to what im usually am,&lt;br /&gt;which means being whimsically whacky. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the parents session was okays.&lt;br /&gt;most teachers said when im in doubt , i would seek for clarifications.&lt;br /&gt;all comments were positive, except mr lee's. (i took a sneak peek)&lt;br /&gt;he said i am really inattentive in class, and im talkative.&lt;br /&gt;i guess he hates me cos i had a borderline pass for ch and i TALKED too much:)&lt;br /&gt;and that im distracting steph. being talkative isnt an epidemic-kind-of-thing.&lt;br /&gt;im just sociable :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;yawns...&lt;br /&gt;anyways mdm tan said my languages are weak and i have to improve on it.&lt;br /&gt;my mum was telling her that in the past , my english was good&lt;br /&gt;but it took a toll in secondary school and my english's results dropped.&lt;br /&gt;(mind my english, it is getting very crappy)&lt;br /&gt;i was sniggering cos the whole conversation between my mum and mdm tan was kinda humourous .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i received this lame sms (according to the fowarded msg) from winanto.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda hilarious...might as well share it with everybody. spread the joy~:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(befroe their marriage)&lt;br /&gt;boy:...&lt;br /&gt;girl:so do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;b:of course!&lt;br /&gt;g:have you ever cheated on me?&lt;br /&gt;b:no! how could you ever think that way!&lt;br /&gt;g:do you think im pretty?&lt;br /&gt;b:yes! you should think so too&lt;br /&gt;g:do you think there's a woman out there better than me?&lt;br /&gt;b: NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;g:i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after marriage)&gt;&gt; read backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really silly lahs. and cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandon was fast to say he wouldnt do this to his gf.&lt;br /&gt;wahwahwahwah 'power' seh. the future is filled with the unpredictables.&lt;br /&gt;lols i mean...you never know. :)&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbyes people. have a nice night:D&lt;br /&gt;its good to be nice seh. aha! mdm tan also said it is a joy to teach me:D&lt;br /&gt;ultimately true. *tears in joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i like a dot in a circle:D... are you getting horny reading this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7811346879030566902?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7811346879030566902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7811346879030566902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7811346879030566902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7811346879030566902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/03/read-backwards.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-5ZZrPCxlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wIDCd5CYKeE/s72-c/Man+ru,+ting+shiuan,+hui+shi,+en+wen.+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-634922332602930989</id><published>2008-03-22T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T07:23:11.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i was looking at my blog and suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;i saw this thing popping out from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;it took an second to realise it was the imeem music box(whatever you call it lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;YK~hs&lt;/b&gt;: muz work hard for yr English le.i believe u can do it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw this, i was very happy at least somebody understood how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;even though he expected me to get high marks, he still cheered me .&lt;br /&gt;unlike some who just rub it in you face, with eyes wide open, and go like' you failed, i thought you very good in the (subject) ??' that kind of crap. which is very very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;okays i am not proud to say i failed my english but i did.&lt;br /&gt;definitely, im disappointed with myself but there is nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;i have done the test , i cant rewind time.&lt;br /&gt;so all i can do is get a grip and move on. and break a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel like talking about stereotype- thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people expect you to do better than what you got.&lt;br /&gt;parents always say to not care of what others expect,&lt;br /&gt;but it isnt that easy. unless you are kind who is so full of yourself, super confident or just cant be bothered to care of what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing wrong with failing once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;so why cant people just stop expecting so much??&lt;br /&gt;is there a need to trample on people's pride with such snide remarks?&lt;br /&gt;some are indirectly offensive , some are annoying , some are unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, it is still frustrating having to hear such remarks.&lt;br /&gt;some are conscious of what comes out from their mouth,&lt;br /&gt;so why dont you THESE people return the favour??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to nat's house for barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;it was awe-to-the-some.  helped out in piercing the prawn with satay sticks.&lt;br /&gt;substain some minor cuts but nothing could be compared to what winanto KORR(hehe) contributed.&lt;br /&gt;he was practically by the pit cooking for everybody throughout the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;please applaud him for that. *claps claps claps*&lt;br /&gt;and i must really point this out: ALEX BANGED ONTO THE GLASS PANE.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it, he literally banged on to the pane.&lt;br /&gt;he was on his way to the toilet, and ahead of him was this really transparent glass pane.&lt;br /&gt;so he thought there was NOTHING in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;so he ran...and BANG!BANG!BANG!. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;stephanie, stella(steph's sister) and i were laughing .&lt;br /&gt;even nat's aunt , who was upstairs in the condo, could hear the tremendous din(?) alex created.&lt;br /&gt;super hilarious. you should have seen the look on his face. HOHOHO!!:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, on the way to nat's house , i remembered something i saw.&lt;br /&gt;it is not offensive nor obscene but it is  just weird + funny.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy, who was using his hand and pushing his girl's head,&lt;br /&gt;just so to snatch a kiss from her?&lt;br /&gt;a surge of giggles was going to blast right out from my mouth&lt;br /&gt;but it would be a total embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;i mean imagine , the total silence, aside from the engine sounds,&lt;br /&gt;which has taken over the whole train....&lt;br /&gt;suddenly you hear somebody laughing to herself&lt;br /&gt;you turn your head to realise the laughter came out from this tiny short girl.&lt;br /&gt;okays i think i shall be a scriptwriter. a very super lousy one indeed!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UUqLPCxjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/luE06kJbpSY/s1600-h/DSC02065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UUqLPCxjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/luE06kJbpSY/s320/DSC02065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180569661162571314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pose seh. nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UUqrPCxkI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MiI9wB8TW_c/s1600-h/DSC00399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UUqrPCxkI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MiI9wB8TW_c/s320/DSC00399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180569669752505922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy people:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UOv7PCxiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dYdjlcF58Fs/s1600-h/DSC02024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UOv7PCxiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dYdjlcF58Fs/s320/DSC02024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180563162877052450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of the day. okays it is upside down but it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;th other weird crazy pictures are in nat's phone. LOLERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haziq and hafiz laughed at my ezlink card's pic.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end steph and my tummies were 'ruptured' cos we laughed too hard.&lt;br /&gt;and another in-the-end, more people saw the pic and lsughed even harder.&lt;br /&gt;mdm tan didnt recognize me ! omgoshshshshshshshs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-634922332602930989?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/634922332602930989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=634922332602930989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/634922332602930989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/634922332602930989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-was-looking-at-my-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R-UUqLPCxjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/luE06kJbpSY/s72-c/DSC02065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-2331793311087528497</id><published>2008-03-16T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:25:30.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have watched 3 movies over the holidays:&lt;br /&gt;the waterhorse&lt;br /&gt;horton&lt;br /&gt;sky of love &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is when you let (for girls only) your inner bimbotic side of you scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3...&lt;br /&gt;2...&lt;br /&gt;1...&lt;br /&gt;0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAMS*... AHHHHHSSSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiro(from the movie&lt;i&gt;sky of love&lt;/i&gt;' ) is undeniably CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;his bleached white hair is so so so handsomely COOL. he looks so suave in that punky hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;omg i could melt just looking at his face,&lt;br /&gt;he is so so so so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i sound so bimbotic now. lolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie is also at the same time really sad. you will cry buckets i tell you cos i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*any couples i know, YOU MUST WATCH. it will be a waste if you dont watch it.&lt;br /&gt;all guys will be given the perfect chance to let their honey-bunny(this is getting icky)&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a girlfriend lean on your shoulder and cry. then your job will be to take out tissues to wipe their tears or if you dont have, allow them to use your t shirt! then blah blah continue your own story from here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas i think im getting abit too open here. and annoying at the same time.so lets talk about something else aye? :):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently yunqi has been writing me letters, updating on each other.&lt;br /&gt;it's really cool , without using any form of technology such as smsing or stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;it may look like it is kinda old-fashioned writing letters .&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, it gives me a very warm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;euphoria, is that what i should be calling it? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;yunqi says she wants to give me a box of letters and i was kinda taken back, not negatively though.&lt;br /&gt;does that mean that i have to slowly read each letter she wrote?&lt;br /&gt;and have to write her back a super duper long reply'? hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will end my post here:D gonna blast into the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. not being a wet blanket, but ...&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE TMR IS THE START OF SCHOOL AND A NEW TERM???&lt;br /&gt;and meet-the -parents session is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;kinda anticipating to it, want to hear what the teachers have to say.&lt;br /&gt;i bet mr lee will say i always sleeps in class and is always unattentive. blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;but nobody can blame me right?? his lessons are so deadlessly(no such word, please dont learn) boring so i kinda CANT HELP sleeping in his class. sorry mr lee:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mdm tan (chem) might pinpoint on my hair or something like that.maybe....hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont get any bad remarks . heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays this time i will end my post. ciao people. and please tag my pathetic tagboard:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-2331793311087528497?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/2331793311087528497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=2331793311087528497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2331793311087528497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2331793311087528497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-watched-3-movies-over-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-7495783554387565757</id><published>2008-03-11T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:38:23.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;.action taking place:doing geo project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.currently having a bad headache from browsing one website to another. and having to do at least 15 powerpoint slides on it. i cant even count it with my fingers. how 'little' is that huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.feel like:slamming my laptop but cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.so far only did 5 slides.(10 more to go.. nice going HUISHI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. helped tan hao with maths but got myself more confused than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.typed out the summary points for my dear brother , winanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.helped tan hao again in maths. he is so adorably funny during the whole conversation, repeating the same equation on msn, and me processing every single word(or number) he typed for me to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.my stupid short hair is not dry despite the fact i bathed AN HOUR ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.just realised i havent done my english newspaper cutting and stupid chinese letter writing(i have decided to leave out the homework i have to do in my chinese workbook.....in pretence. gawd what the hell am i writing??!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOW: im in the state between dead and still-going-on-lifelessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. so much for HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YA. SO MUCH FOR THE HOLIDAYS WHEN IM SUPPOSE TO RELAX A TINY BIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHEN I CANT BECAUSE THE GEO PROJECT ALONE IS WEIGHING MY POOR BRAIN DOWN. 15 SLIDES IS SUCH A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;'SMALL' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AMOUNT OF WORK RIGHT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR LEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?? WOW GUESS WHAT? NO MATTER HOW BAD THE SLIDES ARE, THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME FROM HANDING IT IN, AND IF I HAVE TO REDO THE WHOLE DAMN PROJECT..HURHURHUR.....&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU SHALL SEE ME WALK OUT OF YOUR CLASS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. STEP BY STEP I WILL MOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays my sanity has gone messy.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i MUST do the english and chinese hwk.&lt;br /&gt;geeez i really DISLIKE chinese.&lt;br /&gt;gahgahgah sometimes i feel like dropping it. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw myself if i slack again. i need transplant(?) chinese knowledge into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;god somebody help implant the memory card of everything related to the language CHINESE into my head. or somebody enlightened me into liking my lovely mother tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-7495783554387565757?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/7495783554387565757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=7495783554387565757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7495783554387565757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/7495783554387565757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8015877674574760861</id><published>2008-03-09T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T08:20:58.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>backmasking is so damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;go search on it on youtube,&lt;br /&gt;and i can bet with my life, you will be scared out of your wits.&lt;br /&gt;those hidden messages behind the songs will definitely make your hair stand,&lt;br /&gt;especially those sang by the beatles.&lt;br /&gt;*hair stands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dislike people who label people as 'brainless'.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i wont dislike them, i just dislike that kind of comment.&lt;br /&gt;(added this just in case i offend anybody)&lt;br /&gt;i mean seriously, does that kind of comment make you look any smarter?&lt;br /&gt;brainless people are people without brains, which is rather impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meaning of spam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to send the same message to many DIFFERENT people using email or the internet, usually a way from someone to advertising something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;that was for some people to see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have loads of hw.&lt;br /&gt;past two days i finished my a maths revision exercises 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;went back to school on saturday to get my bloody chem workbook.&lt;br /&gt;i mistaken it with the practical book cos they look so similiar&lt;br /&gt;and logarithms are terribly tiring for my pathetic brain.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall move on and practise!&lt;br /&gt;practise makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i realised i didnt bring back my chinese textbook as intended.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and holidays are not exactly holidays.&lt;br /&gt;have tons of homework:&lt;br /&gt;A maths-3 revision exercises&lt;br /&gt;self study on E maths(even have a test on T2W2. WTH?)&lt;br /&gt;chinese- letter writing&lt;br /&gt;chinese-workbook(got answers from behind:D)&lt;br /&gt;english- newspaper cutting(like this would really improve my english=.=)&lt;br /&gt;chemistry- formulae ws&lt;br /&gt;chemistry- workbook&lt;br /&gt;physics-graph&lt;br /&gt;geography- project on some river. (i deleted last year's project =.=)&lt;br /&gt;social studies-one source-based question:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im truly glad i dont have any supp classes over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;if not i will tell my teachers to go bang their head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;brought (books) back:&lt;br /&gt;chem textbook&lt;br /&gt;chem workbook&lt;br /&gt;chem RING file&lt;br /&gt;chem practical book(it was a total mistake to bring this back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics textbook&lt;br /&gt;physics workbook&lt;br /&gt;physics RING file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography workbook&lt;br /&gt;geography textbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss textbook&lt;br /&gt;ss workbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese workbook&lt;br /&gt;chinese textbook(getting it tmr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a maths textbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths textbook&lt;br /&gt;emaths workbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and books i have to bring(from the list) on monday(opening of school):&lt;br /&gt;.chem(including practical book cos i have practical on that day)&lt;br /&gt;.physics&lt;br /&gt;.chinese&lt;br /&gt;.e maths&lt;br /&gt;.a maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books amounted:&lt;br /&gt;uncountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these few days my english have gone really haywire.&lt;br /&gt;during art club my english was a complete disaster.&lt;br /&gt;i even said: ' my english is something bad'&lt;br /&gt;jiali and mabel were laughing at that sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, please tag more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;i suffered three cuts in one day. four actuallu&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;now im being-cut-tendency girl. woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;lets just blame on my karma? :D&lt;br /&gt;and please people, im not being sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;these cuts are not on purpose,&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever resort into carrying out such foolish acts.&lt;br /&gt;no offence to those who do it out of stress and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(NOT TO THOSE WHO DO IT OUT OF ATTENTION !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE peepoes:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8015877674574760861?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8015877674574760861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8015877674574760861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8015877674574760861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8015877674574760861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/03/backmasking-is-so-damn-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6836918413436664484</id><published>2008-03-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:03:46.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now im eating grapes and reading a book called 'mates, dates and chocolate cheats'&lt;br /&gt;so give me some time to finish reading the book before i continue the post:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******* 30 minutes later********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to read it later and continue to tempt myself with wonder grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is hot. you girls have to admit that.&lt;br /&gt;i tried typing the way he did in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;and it was hard. my fingers were going everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the next few parts of this post fromnow might be a tad too boring for many, so you can skip it if you want to:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this show named ' i shouldnt be alive'&lt;br /&gt;it was about survivors(a guy and a girl, two in total) from a boat crash(dont know how u call it)&lt;br /&gt;the tides and waves in the sea was very strong , causing the boat to shake violently.&lt;br /&gt;water begun to seep into the yacht and the choice they could do was to abandon the yacht.  they threw out the lifeboat(aka dinghy) and they jumped out.&lt;br /&gt;that was only the start of their terrible days, mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;the people were clinging on the edge of their dinghy.&lt;br /&gt;one of people onboard, who happens to be the wife of the captain, injured her leg&lt;br /&gt;and gash was awfully deep...deep to the bone. &lt;br /&gt;fear , sadnesss and loneliness were what they felt the survivors claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the guy friend of the survivor accused e female survivor of kicking him.&lt;br /&gt;she checked what was causing the kicking by looking into the water.&lt;br /&gt; and guess what she saw?&lt;br /&gt;SHARKS. not just on , two or ten. it came to around TWENTY PLUS.&lt;br /&gt;imagine how threateningly scary is that?? twenty + sharks right below your feet.&lt;br /&gt;if i were her, i might have just scream and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, they quickly climbed onto the dinghy and held each other closely.&lt;br /&gt;the dinghy was filled with seawater, mixed with urine and pus(oozed out by the girl's wounds)&lt;br /&gt;((i was literally shaken when i heard about it. the disgusting colour of the water, the horrid stench.my heart was thumping to a irregular fast-pacing rhythm you know ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so days passed,two of males on the dinghy went to drink seawater out of desperation(they were severely dehydrated, same goes for the other.)&lt;br /&gt;they even said it was holy water. their sense of common sense has officially went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;so time after time, the tortures of hallucination and craziness begun.&lt;br /&gt;both jumped into the sea, saying that they saw land or 7-11 and wanted to stretch.&lt;br /&gt;the other people in the dinghy could not do anything to stop them for they were drained.&lt;br /&gt;so hence witnessing the cause of their deaths, which was being eaten alive by the sharks.they moaned and cried. they wanted to relish to be heroes but yet they didnt move an inch to save their friends. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made them(survivors) more depressed was when the wife of the captain lost her marbles. it was clear that she was badly infected by the gangrene in her wounds and it has spread to her brain, causing her to go mentally mad.&lt;br /&gt;she begun to speak in tongues, words nobody could comprehend, and she did weird hand signs, as if being possessed.&lt;br /&gt; they knew death was lurking near her and truly, the next day , she was lying on the spot she sat , silent and motionless.&lt;br /&gt;the male survivor was thinking of eating her up, despite the fact that cannibalism is strictly prohibited. but the female survivor was firm on her roots. besides, the body was so infected, eating it could lead their lives to fatality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, they took out her clothes, jewelery as memories for her family.&lt;br /&gt;they said their prayers and threw her body into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;hiding their heads under some plank was the next thing they did to avoid the sight of her being eaten by the sharks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their hope depleted to the extent that they rather die then go on.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY, they saw a russian ship and waved at them.&lt;br /&gt;TADAAA, they were saved:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis told me she cant stop thinking about what happened and what they must have felt and now im influenced by it. gasps gotta stop thinking, before i get nightmares and insommia and rely the works(or magic) of sleeping pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with people like steph, edwin, tan hao, alex, jiajun, yu heng, haziq , yenshan.&lt;br /&gt;im bound to be as horny as i used to be in the past.&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant believe edwin and alex can relate horny stuffs with practicals???&lt;br /&gt;EEEKKKKKKKS~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even on the phone, im horny. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;must rid some of the horniness:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not...hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during PE, i got slammed by e ball during FnC(mt group's name) presentation, by none other than my very good pal TANHAO.&lt;br /&gt;stupidity and idiocy are the only things i can describe about this event.&lt;br /&gt;i literally placed the hoolahoop right in front of my face, giving tanhao the accidental chance to smash the ball in my face. i think i looked stupid at that time. gos , what was i thinking? even tan JJ ridiculed at me. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;is my brain on the verge of losing its mentality??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6836918413436664484?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-954530347787051009</id><published>2008-02-27T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:12:08.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im relatively calm . and i was respecting your image(and mine as well) &lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt want to cause any din.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.and i dont care if people come asking me what the hell is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i wouldnt stoop so low to the ground&lt;br /&gt;and spout all the vulgarities i know.&lt;br /&gt;i did no wrong, just a mere confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;im giving you some FACE for the sake of someone who is my very good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the confrontation was a very light-hearted thing.&lt;br /&gt;yet you make it sound so terrible.like i threatened you or something.&lt;br /&gt;im not guilty of that. and never will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pushing the blame on others is such an incorrigible act.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF you tell me that you didnt say it,&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the intention to really care.&lt;br /&gt;im just TELLING you what i know from sources.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want to squash your face,&lt;br /&gt;i dont really want to dirty my hands.&lt;br /&gt;and im do not wish to have a bad name for being such a asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;innocence. you still have the audacity to say that word? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i said it.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING WITHOUT THE VULGARITIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i actually managed to not blow over the top.&lt;br /&gt;woah, when i saw what was written,&lt;br /&gt;first reaction: oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays now this is really the end of the post.:D&lt;br /&gt;tata for now:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to gain pity from tears just make you look more despicably disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-954530347787051009?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/954530347787051009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=954530347787051009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/954530347787051009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/954530347787051009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-9157902814809228711</id><published>2008-02-23T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T08:38:31.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>second post of the day, short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have the honour of being stuffed with my and his socks.&lt;br /&gt;oh-so-nice-smell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today watched movie with nat and winanto.&lt;br /&gt;L change the world~~&lt;br /&gt;omg L is so cute and hot~~~&lt;br /&gt;and we wore denim today:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-9157902814809228711?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/9157902814809228711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=9157902814809228711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/9157902814809228711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/9157902814809228711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/second-post-of-day-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1701276664418847108</id><published>2008-02-23T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:53:16.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say i love you to everything you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps that what ii learnt during this workshop.&lt;br /&gt;the instructor: AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;the only flaw, which makes her seem very eccentric, is the speed of her words.&lt;br /&gt;she talks like a machine gun&lt;br /&gt;*does that gun sound that irritates tan hao, thats what he claims*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i shall love everything i hate.&lt;br /&gt;with the exception of SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;FREQUENCY, YOU KNOW*winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i want an encore. i want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;wow i have become some ass eh.&lt;br /&gt;but you all should understand, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw, she isnt the girl i wrote in one of my previous post. she is much worse than her.MUCH)&lt;br /&gt;always acting innocent, pretending to be FRIENDS with everyone(esp guys).&lt;br /&gt;hahas if she is reading this, i wont really care.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i sound kinda b**chy here, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;i mean , any girl, or should i say, ANYBODY, would feel the way i am feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;i have asked so many people, and i get the same response.&lt;br /&gt;so im not technically a b**ch. just maybe sound like it.&lt;br /&gt;aiyos, im talking bullshit craps.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believed i scolded vulgarities,&lt;br /&gt;words i never thought would come out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;cos of her. really. you can ask nat, steph , yixiu and ricia.&lt;br /&gt;after i heard about something, i was literally throwing my words all arounds.&lt;br /&gt;not just any ordinary words, they are those colourful words.&lt;br /&gt;nat said it was the first time i looked so pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was something really rare i think.&lt;br /&gt;tan hao also seemed shocked when i told him what i said.&lt;br /&gt;he said that it was very surprising cos i looked pure.&lt;br /&gt;im not pure, just tolerant . im able to hold my fiery anger.&lt;br /&gt;but if anybody kindle it, wah you are so so dead.&lt;br /&gt;i, myself, dont even know how i look like or sound like if im angry.&lt;br /&gt;there is never a time im angry, and even if i am, i will shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ask SOMEONE about something.&lt;br /&gt;im getting the feeling that im being too overly dunno-how-ya-call-it.&lt;br /&gt;im not suppose to. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;but im just wanted to clarify stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and if it were to be true, everybody shall witness the almighty fearsome HUISHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(dots....................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dongs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my very own phrase: pinch of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;stephanie and i were going to use that phrase in this expository essay.&lt;br /&gt;at first i was kinda proud of it, then i re-read it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that the phrase looks stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i asked hafiz if it sounded weird.&lt;br /&gt;he said it was dramatic. too expressive.&lt;br /&gt;stephanie was basically mocking at my idiocy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days i have been rather tempremental.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna meditate, calm the soul~~&lt;br /&gt;natalie taught me how to meditate, uhmmmmmmmmm~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooweeee i must resist the temptation to release my oh-so-colourful words.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT YEAH. YIPEEYI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shorty aint gonna burst till her head goes exploding&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(i was being stupid. that sentence was UNINTENTIONAL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1701276664418847108?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1701276664418847108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1701276664418847108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1701276664418847108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1701276664418847108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/say-i-love-you-to-everything-you-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3650312698721150095</id><published>2008-02-17T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T03:47:56.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went to watch kung fu dunk with winanto, felyna and amanda.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice lahs. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo i dont have the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was being selfish.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to see the way things ended.&lt;br /&gt;the way i never wanted.&lt;br /&gt;but even though it is hard to see now,&lt;br /&gt;in the future you will understand it was for the better.&lt;br /&gt;the feelings for you still lingers around.&lt;br /&gt;but i will try to forget.&lt;br /&gt;i was choosing so hard between the former and latter.&lt;br /&gt;both choices can result into two total different endings.&lt;br /&gt;it was really hard...really hard.&lt;br /&gt;until now my heart is aching like nobody's business(winanto's phrase)&lt;br /&gt;but time and friends will help subside the pain i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;sighs .... people, answer me.&lt;br /&gt;was my final decision correct?&lt;br /&gt;dont say it all depends on just me, cos i myself dont even know my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GASPS.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH P.S I LOVE YOU~~&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY ASK ME OUT TO PEI WO WATCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHSGAHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ear is having a infection.&lt;br /&gt;just now i just lie gently on it, and the pain was so excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;omg pus even came out!!! eeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent done my chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3650312698721150095?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3650312698721150095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3650312698721150095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3650312698721150095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3650312698721150095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-went-to-watch-kung-fu-dunk.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3612493097912738137</id><published>2008-02-15T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T05:54:03.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R7WCb3QRG1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fhZo64fDmHM/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R7WCb3QRG1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fhZo64fDmHM/s320/DSC01204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167179562677771090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the presents people!!!&lt;br /&gt;this is my best valentines in my entire life:D&lt;br /&gt;i have NEVER received this much before.&lt;br /&gt;and NEVER expected it to be so lovely!&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i have so many friends who are willing to SHOWER their LOVE:D&lt;br /&gt;btw this picture is taken on v. day itself, so sorry if some of the stuff given by my friends today are not in the picture. forgive me:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siti huishi bin sardine.&lt;br /&gt;my official name:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with winanto and ricia after art club.&lt;br /&gt;they walked away from me cos i was sucking(again) pacifier sweet.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to catch up with them:D&lt;br /&gt;after that, before i crossed the road,&lt;br /&gt;something very funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;this is how it goes....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this skinny porcelain-faced girl goes up to me and said&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: wei, ni jian ni de tou fa??(hey, did you cut your hair?)&lt;br /&gt;ME:huh?(i dont even know her!)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL:oh, dui bu qi!(oh, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL(turns to boyfriend):ta shi ma lai ren(she is a malay)&lt;br /&gt;ME(the laughter made my voice go higher, squeakier and louder): WO BU SHI MA LAI REN, WO SHI HUA REN!!!(im not a malay!!!im a chinese!!!!~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like so stupidly funny.&lt;br /&gt;i was so astonished to hear such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it was like so so so.....amusingly ODD!!!&lt;br /&gt;my goodness lahs~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my idiocy have gotten higher.&lt;br /&gt;guess what i did today? i flung ricia's v day gift onto the road!&lt;br /&gt;and it got flattened by the accelerating buses!&lt;br /&gt;i was ohgoodnesswherethehellthethingwent.&lt;br /&gt;and i ranted to myself for being such a pighead.&lt;br /&gt;GASPS. *FAINTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year my junior sec ones are a bunch of total shameless brats.&lt;br /&gt;during PE, there was this twit who went to block my way during my rounds.&lt;br /&gt;i had to run in between him and his friend AND i can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;i looked stupid cos my hair flew around , like a lion.&lt;br /&gt;WORSE, this bespectacled boy who looks nerdy pointed his middle finger&lt;br /&gt;not only once,but TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to point back but i manage to resist .&lt;br /&gt;i mean im not going to let my middle finger make me look some jerk.&lt;br /&gt;anyways even if i did it, he wouldnt be able to see it.&lt;br /&gt;A**HOLE. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so pissed to see this girl from EXPRESS stream with a skirt so damn short.&lt;br /&gt;the skirt only covered half of her thighs!! and her school top, OHMYGOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;it is huge on her. she looked like some typical AHLIAN wannabe. maybe worse.&lt;br /&gt;steph said i was being too overly-exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, looking at that sec one wearing that bloody short skirt made my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;i know, none of my business but i cant help it. it is revolting and sickening.&lt;br /&gt;this particular girl is from a express stream and YET she is wearing a short skirt??!!!&lt;br /&gt;you can say im being stereotype. maybe my brain is not being flexible enough.&lt;br /&gt;gahgahgah. i dont wish to see such short skirts again!!! EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Many Alpha Tendencies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanalphafemalequiz/alpha-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a total alpha female, but you certainly know how to - and like to - get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're forceful without being intimidating. You're confident without being vain. A perfect mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Friendly Ex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofexgirlfriendareyouquiz/friendly-ex.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the guys you've dated haven't been perfect, you've kept most as friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, one or two of your exes may be your best friends - after all, they know you best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though your mature attitude is awesome, make sure nothing gets too weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or else you could lose these friendships, simply because your exes' new women think you're *too* friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofexgirlfriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Ex-Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LOLSXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;maybe this could be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3612493097912738137?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3612493097912738137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3612493097912738137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3612493097912738137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3612493097912738137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/girl-wei-ni-jian-ni-de-tou-fahey-did.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R7WCb3QRG1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fhZo64fDmHM/s72-c/DSC01204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5882631163852800485</id><published>2008-02-10T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T06:52:07.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy chinese new year everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;though it is kinda late...&lt;br /&gt;but just wish everybody can get alot alot alot of money!!!&lt;br /&gt;for girls, i hope you get alot of money to spend on girl stuffs!!clothes, accessories, anything.&lt;br /&gt;and boys, hope you can get alot of money to spend on your boy stuff, ESPECIALLY on GIRLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny was fun.&lt;br /&gt;maternal cousins came over on the first day of cny.&lt;br /&gt;we had a SUPER wide spread of GOOD FOOD:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i love my timothy so much:D:D&lt;br /&gt;oh ya my sis spilled her apple juice(she was actually holding my cup of apple juice) on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;and me, being some frantic aunty, running up and down, making my way to the kitchen to get the cloth to clear the stain. er gu was asking me why i was running around like mad.&lt;br /&gt;i told him my silly sister spilled the apple juice and we told him to keep it a secret from mummy.&lt;br /&gt;he gave a grin and stall my mum.&lt;br /&gt;but she found out anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R68OZ3QRG0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/jsDztqroGGM/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R68OZ3QRG0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/jsDztqroGGM/s320/DSC01127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165363135108946754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day of cny went to grandma(father) house.&lt;br /&gt;celebrate, collect ang baos.&lt;br /&gt;just slack around, look at people gambling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go out with ricia and jinyang.&lt;br /&gt;but around 8 plus, my head felt very light and hot.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i moved my eyes, the images surrounding me move slower than usual.&lt;br /&gt;my vision was spinning and my head was strumming to a noisy annoying rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt take it so i messaged her that i couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;so after that, i continued to go back to my slumber,&lt;br /&gt;wishing that the pain would just disappear, thinking a good dream might just chase it away.&lt;br /&gt;but then, all i got was a terrible nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;about scary deadly centipedes which eats humans up .&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i woke up around 11 plus with a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;attempted to shake it off but failed.&lt;br /&gt;my mum and sista wanted to shop at jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;so off we went, walking around.&lt;br /&gt;i bought this skirt at double index with my own cny money!&lt;br /&gt;mum bought us two shirts and a vest cum jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pierced my right ear.&lt;br /&gt;now it has two beautiful holes:D&lt;br /&gt;im so glad my mum didnt went complaining.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, sista didnt accompany me to pierce.&lt;br /&gt;i have been waiting for almost a year to pierce cos of my darling sista.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, my patience has worn off and thin.&lt;br /&gt;so there, i have pierced my ear, my right ear!!!&lt;br /&gt;at first, my heart was on the verge of coming out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;but when the sound made by that tool-for-ear-piercing was made,signaling that everything is over&lt;br /&gt;first thing that came to my mind was ' YA-TA!!!!!'.&lt;br /&gt;kinda overwhelmed with elation and pride.&lt;br /&gt;i think im being way too happy over this ...LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJHQRGOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/DLY3-KKQj6s/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJHQRGOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/DLY3-KKQj6s/s320/DSC01186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165325463950792930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJnQRGPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nrOA8R-7ASE/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJnQRGPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nrOA8R-7ASE/s320/DSC01187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165325472540727538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJ3QRGQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/IPpMSHwCCMs/s1600-h/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sJ3QRGQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/IPpMSHwCCMs/s320/DSC01188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165325476835694850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sKHQRGRI/AAAAAAAAAck/-Fugd3Kplwc/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R67sKHQRGRI/AAAAAAAAAck/-Fugd3Kplwc/s320/DSC01189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165325481130662162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought this two cute lil cupcakes from 'made with love' for mum and sister.&lt;br /&gt;it was sort of an early valentines' day gift:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just ate SOME of it. and it was good!!!&lt;br /&gt;should have bought more. oh no cant resist my temptation.&lt;br /&gt;gotta take control within. weeeezzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i want those cakes, now, badly, immediately, no matter how fattening it is, now matter how much butter has been used , i still must have it!!!~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes, things are not as simple as what you think.it takes more than just thinking. you  have to read between the lines to get to your answer to some questions in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5882631163852800485?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5882631163852800485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5882631163852800485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5882631163852800485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5882631163852800485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year-everybody-though.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R68OZ3QRG0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/jsDztqroGGM/s72-c/DSC01127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1500323022549680164</id><published>2008-02-03T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T06:13:23.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp!!&lt;br /&gt;woots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want rock-climbing!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for so long to rock climb&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt given that chance!!! booo hooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want night hike.&lt;br /&gt;threw grass at tan hao, and felt things jumping on my body.&lt;br /&gt;yikes. and i counted 55 stars in total.&lt;br /&gt;i wished for many things:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp was basically fun.&lt;br /&gt;except SOMETHING lahs... cant elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;cos if i do, i will be literally dead.&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood to continue on about the camp.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about it makes me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;and unjust. really....sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad for natalie cos her bobo just passed on.&lt;br /&gt;may he be happy forever above in the clouds:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to a reunion dinner with my family on my dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool ya. i wore heels for the first time:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;felt tall. woots~~~~ i wish i could(i used past tense cos i dont think it is possible) hit around 168??&lt;br /&gt;anyways i had a bad tummyache throughout the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;you know how annoying it is, when all your favourite dishes are placed right in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;and you simply cant bear to eat cos of a unbearable tummy pains??&lt;br /&gt;and when the whole pain is over, your most unlikeable dish arrives right after??&lt;br /&gt;it is so so so so so gahgahgahgah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how does it feel to have tummy pains for four days straight???&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so so so~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind to upload some photos yeah?&lt;br /&gt;extremely lazy to even send the photos:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand i would love to complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about so so many things&lt;br /&gt;im not disgusted.just not used to it YET.&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant help imagining them.... i mean i really really wish them the best.&lt;br /&gt;but...you know you know...like...you know lahs.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo what the hell am i saying?&lt;br /&gt;im just beating round the bush lahs......snores.&lt;br /&gt;but it is like........weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with people these days?&lt;br /&gt;i was complaining to syaz(zany), winanto and steph during the camp(second day)&lt;br /&gt;about this particular person who flirts around with guys. any guy.&lt;br /&gt;any tom, dick or harry or what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, flirting with guys is alright.&lt;br /&gt;but flirting with people who are already taken???&lt;br /&gt;in front of their partners??? gosh!&lt;br /&gt;you should jolly well understand by doing this,&lt;br /&gt;nobody will respect you. .&lt;br /&gt;so why dont you just step back before the world hates you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand an advice to people.&lt;br /&gt;to comfort somebody is not all about shutting up.&lt;br /&gt;it is about opening the mouth and letting the words flow.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt have to be about the SUBJECT.&lt;br /&gt;it could be anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;it doesnt feel nice when the silence is so clear and deafening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can say. too much is bad cos&lt;br /&gt;words can cause hectic chaos&lt;br /&gt;hahahas so cheem sia. dunno what wrong with my head.&lt;br /&gt;the brain isnt working well.&lt;br /&gt;but the wackiness hasnt died. weee~~~~&lt;br /&gt;weeee-song(it is just a...sound. you try making it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 27 dresses yesterday. so damn touching.&lt;br /&gt;imagining being a bridesmaid for 27 times?&lt;br /&gt;woah, how tiring to see couples happy about their marriage,&lt;br /&gt;and then wondering when will your day come?&lt;br /&gt;hahas im not desperate for marriage, unlike some.&lt;br /&gt;i still want to enjoy my life, drooling at hotties.&lt;br /&gt;actually personally speaking, it is alright to like ADMIRE guys from afar&lt;br /&gt;(i have forgotten which but one magazine stated that it is alright to drool over hotties)&lt;br /&gt;even if you have a boyfriend or hubby.&lt;br /&gt;just draw a line to what you are doing, know what  you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;cos remember, people are watching your every step.&lt;br /&gt;hahas my goodness, what i have just said have no link to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it is a mustmust to catch the show.&lt;br /&gt;great storyline, great humour, great people.&lt;br /&gt;what more can you ask, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooo and chinese new year is coming!&lt;br /&gt;cash rolling in. WOOHOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry tanhao and natalie. cant make it tomorrow. next week okays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;please think before you act. sensitivity. please read up the dictionary on this word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1500323022549680164?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1500323022549680164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1500323022549680164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1500323022549680164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1500323022549680164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-from-camp-woots-i-want-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8230387414837679743</id><published>2008-01-26T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:36:34.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun is setting any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday natalie, winanto, ricia and i were suppose to teach the sec ones.&lt;br /&gt;ricia was away for some aeroplane thingy blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest werent so active basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, i was enthusiastically taught the sec ones&lt;br /&gt;like what nat said, they were painfully shy.&lt;br /&gt;total silence and pauses after every string of words that comes out of my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;me: hellos&lt;br /&gt;the sec ones: *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;me in my thoughts: izit me or is my face so funny?? hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: now we teaching you how to make clay, you excited??&lt;br /&gt;the sec ones: *staring at me in extreme confusion, resulting another min of silence*&lt;br /&gt;me:eh, dont shy lehs. must have response mahs.&lt;br /&gt;the sec ones:* some of them sniggered while some still had that bored facial expression on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so so so so quiet eh.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda happy cos there was this girl who called me 'jie jie'.&lt;br /&gt;so cute seh, i was totally shocked and it was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;at least better than being called 'aunty'&lt;br /&gt;(i still remembered steph's little cousin, the one who called me aunty so OPENLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope they will warm up with us.&lt;br /&gt;if they are going to stay quiet throughout the year, im SO willing to give them my hyperness.&lt;br /&gt;im so ambivalent about them staying mute literally.&lt;br /&gt;yosh! im going to be crazy with them, be the next clown of the art club!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i have lost my marbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currntly doing the project on HEROES.&lt;br /&gt;english stuff, which is very important cos the marks goes to our daily work, which goes to out report card, which is &lt;u&gt;important&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in case you dunno, daily work has been used to somehow replace common tests.&lt;br /&gt;so every homework is important,&lt;br /&gt;cos the marks you get for them,  reflect on our grades in every subject.&lt;br /&gt;why did the school have to construct and implant this practice ?&lt;br /&gt;i prefer common tests and those theories.&lt;br /&gt;and worse comes to worst, we are having SPA for chemistry and physics.&lt;br /&gt;meaning: more practicals than theory tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so prone to making many mistakes in practicals.&lt;br /&gt;i have the tendency to miscalculate all the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i get flustered easily when the bunsen burner doesnt light up despite many attempts.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the labs cos i have seen many spiders and their stupid webs,&lt;br /&gt;which hides under tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can cope with these.&lt;br /&gt;im so used to theories.&lt;br /&gt;i lived my life memorising stuff for class tests&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, theory tests have changed to practical tests.&lt;br /&gt;practicals is not my forte:(((&lt;br /&gt;BUT i will survive !!! i shall do my best albeit i dont have the confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking..rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya rubbish talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gasps i feel so mortified.&lt;br /&gt;what has the world become man???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the sun just set. woah...&lt;br /&gt;and im going to be away for camp from monday to wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;please do &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; miss me okays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8230387414837679743?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8230387414837679743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8230387414837679743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8230387414837679743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to go bugis with amanda and winanto.&lt;br /&gt;mummy didnt allow cos too far=x&lt;br /&gt;sorry amanda!!! couldnt go out with y'all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;msged winanto couldnt go with them=(( wah wah wahs....&lt;br /&gt;so in the end went with wx, qj, steph and TMM to kbox.&lt;br /&gt;but plans were changed as everybody was totally uninterested about the kbox idea.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to pasir ris( dont ask me why i can go there. i called my mum for confirmation and she sorta reluctantly allow me to go there=D happy happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th guys rented the bikes while steph and i went to the beach to throw coconuts into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda fun. play here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and tadaa, the rain came. woots. got drenched all over.&lt;br /&gt;we seeked for shelter, and miraculously, the rain stopped. hoo-RAS.&lt;br /&gt;steph and i went to the swing and swing(i find this sentence stupid, of course you swing in a swing=.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways back to the where i was, steph was being pushed on the head by tan hao.&lt;br /&gt;sadded lahs. she was so so poor thing. he so bad right??&lt;br /&gt;the way tan hao pushed her head was like pushing a coconut lahs=x&lt;br /&gt;wei xiang went to push my swing, went higher and higher and higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph had to go home early, so KIND tan hao sponsored her taxi fare=))&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt enough=(((&lt;br /&gt;so the rest of us headed to plaza sing to settle our dinner at ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to meet nat at some condo but it was a tad too late.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to see the condo so badly=(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a number of PICTURES:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;if any of y'all threaten or bully me,&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you know,&lt;br /&gt;your beautiful photos will and shall be put up.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely despise people who act they are innocent when they are hell NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;random stuff from random me=))&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i have been trying to master the art of burping the alphabets.&lt;br /&gt;i tried that on ricia and she was practically into tears due to the overwhelming laughter.&lt;br /&gt;lols she said all the burps sounded the same=((&lt;br /&gt;so ya will practise until i get it right.&lt;br /&gt;i know it is so damn revolting for a girl to burp.&lt;br /&gt;and that guys can only do that.&lt;br /&gt;but heys, girls can do anything guys can do.&lt;br /&gt;except for some things ....=))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. i love eggs.&lt;br /&gt;okays being random is so dumb man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have chopped my fringe with my own hands=)&lt;br /&gt;i think i look funny lehs....sighs.&lt;br /&gt;if any of you laugh, i will go bang my head=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-3399493722792797289</id><published>2008-01-12T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T06:52:45.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was blasting into laughters with winanto , nat and ricia.&lt;br /&gt;we all did very funny stupid faces, especially me according to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;hahas !!!!&lt;br /&gt;winanto pretended to be angry with anybody we knew,&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that everybody believe he was angry!!&lt;br /&gt;LOLSSSSS.....&lt;br /&gt;and that night i dreamt of them doing stupid faces!&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing laa until i felt like i choked onto my saliva which i didnt ...&lt;br /&gt;and that woke me up D: badbadbad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today winanto smsed about him being bored and wanting to go out.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we(me , winanto, wei xiang, natalie) went to the fish farm.&lt;br /&gt;so damn hard to catch the fishes. but managed to caught two big ones.&lt;br /&gt;unlike wei xiang, who got none(muahaha im so evil... pls dont kill me wx!)&lt;br /&gt;wx had to go home first so only left with me, winanto and natalie.&lt;br /&gt;winanto bought this packet of fish food to attract all the fishes .&lt;br /&gt;and it worked!!! we caught so many and then gave it away:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed the whole thing:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i felt so proud today' -winanto's motto of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 5 plus we took a bus back to boon lay interchange.&lt;br /&gt;nat very suay eh. when we were already in the bus, another shuttle bus came.&lt;br /&gt;and that bus was actually heading for choa chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;but we had loads of fun in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;we were probably the noisiest in the bus&lt;br /&gt;cos we were laughing our heads off.HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat took a taxi home(you qian ren) while winanto and i took a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my left side of my body aching .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM NOT BIG BUTT WINANTO~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-3399493722792797289?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/3399493722792797289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=3399493722792797289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3399493722792797289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/3399493722792797289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2008/01/lols-yesterday-was-blasting-into.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5051463015819558748</id><published>2008-01-05T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T07:47:28.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cca fair was outrageous..&lt;br /&gt;art club was somehow or rather FORGOTTEN&lt;br /&gt;thus we were given a venue near the office, where people will  just WALK PASS&lt;br /&gt;and it is damn UNNOTICEABLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr then entertain out 'customers'&lt;br /&gt;some just merely look at you in the eye, like we are some dirt&lt;br /&gt;and just ignored us =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways it was kinda okays entertaining some of them.&lt;br /&gt;at least they responded to us....geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope next year cca fair will be much better&lt;br /&gt;and that art club will be given a much more better VENUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im kinda tired. have nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;just read nat's blog. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i think everybody in art club is feeling the same way as her, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything is over.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is im happy everybody contributed so much into this :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5051463015819558748?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5051463015819558748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;first day of school, most of my good friends said this to me&lt;br /&gt;' you look like sec one'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went asking around, and most of them agreed:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today kena bei this group of puny sec one boys made fun.&lt;br /&gt;this is what they did&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys:eh, your back got something.&lt;br /&gt;me:*turns around *&lt;br /&gt;me:*touches my back*&lt;br /&gt;boys:HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;boys:gen ni kai wan xiao(im just playing with you)&lt;br /&gt;boys:*walks off while mocking at my stupidity*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr im so BODOH can?&lt;br /&gt;i, a sec 3 girl, actually was made fun of by this bunch of sec one brats??!!!&lt;br /&gt;gahhh...even though some of those boys were kinda cute...&lt;br /&gt;it was so so so totally humiliating laaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahgahgahgahgahgahgahgahgah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr im going for cca fair.&lt;br /&gt;now my body aching so much due to the strain.&lt;br /&gt;painted those tiles until hand pain, leg pain, shoulder pain.&lt;br /&gt;but fret not, shall not allow my tiredness to affect me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamelamelame.....snores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand im in the lousiest chinese class laa:D&lt;br /&gt;will TRY to study harder :D JIAYOUUSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics for broken heart parade by good charlotte:D&lt;br /&gt;a very very nice song:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Here we go oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got problems&lt;br /&gt;We don't know how to solve them&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go, we got some skeletons to follow&lt;br /&gt;We got baggage you know we're gonna drag it&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go, for everyone to see, in the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;And I'm putting my heart out on display&lt;br /&gt;There's no... masquerade&lt;br /&gt;Just a funeral march for love today&lt;br /&gt;The band strikes up and they're playing our song&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in black and we're singing along to the...&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;I've never been better than I am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a question&lt;br /&gt;How do we get it started?&lt;br /&gt;I got an answer, let go of your heart and...&lt;br /&gt;Love it, live it, leave it and get into it&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna start it, this is how you do it, in the...&lt;br /&gt;[Broken Hearts Parade lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;And I'm putting my heart out on display&lt;br /&gt;There's no... masquerade&lt;br /&gt;Just a funeral march for love today&lt;br /&gt;The band strikes up and they're playing our song&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in black and we're singing along to the...&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been better than I am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to lie awake at night and&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when she's coming home&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so hard to wake up every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[gutar and trumpit solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;The broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;And we're putting our hearts out on display&lt;br /&gt;There's no... masquerade&lt;br /&gt;Just a funeral march for love today&lt;br /&gt;The band strikes up and they're playing our song&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in black and we're singing along to the...&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been better than I am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March on to the sound!&lt;br /&gt;The beating of a broken heart!&lt;br /&gt;Step with the rhythm you found!&lt;br /&gt;To the beating of a broken heart!&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147443780.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-1656286376828540543</id><published>2007-12-31T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:04:04.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-1656286376828540543?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/1656286376828540543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=1656286376828540543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/1656286376828540543'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in a few hours, it will be the beginning of 2008!!&lt;br /&gt;gah gah.&lt;br /&gt;even though i do really miss my friends,&lt;br /&gt;but but but but it feels like everything is happening too soon.&lt;br /&gt;im so dreaded by the fact that we have to study real damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even understand a single thing about logarithms.&lt;br /&gt;gah gah gah.&lt;br /&gt;in need of help here!!! (SOS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many resolutions  i have for 2008&lt;br /&gt;ssshhhhh cant say it here :x:x&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to change my blogskin for the coming new year!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with ting shiuan to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;shopped here and there.&lt;br /&gt;in the end bought this black off-shoulder tee:D&lt;br /&gt;finally bought one eh! finally:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;was eying on this white skinnies but decided not to buy it:)&lt;br /&gt;after the shopping, we headed to AMK hub.&lt;br /&gt;we were searching for places to sit down...&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk ...walk until legs turned jelly.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached food court, we found  some heavenly red empty seats.&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the chair was so oh-heavenly-nice-comfy:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;HURRAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness 2008 is coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;basking into the new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*turns to take a look at the bloody thick books*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sighs...... damn boring....need to study again.....&lt;br /&gt;OH NO~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my whole body aching like hell...&lt;br /&gt;walk too much for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-703276045363106404?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/703276045363106404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=703276045363106404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/703276045363106404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/703276045363106404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-year-is-coming-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5467321593529235683</id><published>2007-12-23T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:11:05.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have chopped my hair on friday.&lt;br /&gt;no seriously i really chopped off my hair.&lt;br /&gt;and until now i cant believe my hair is short.&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM STARTING TO MISS MY LONG HAIR:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm at least i tried a new hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting shiuan and man ru said my present hairstyle is very SIMLIAR&lt;br /&gt;to the hairstyle i had when i was in primary five.&lt;br /&gt;(those who have seen my ezlink card, you will get what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;but i argued cos my hair isnt as POOF-ED up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up at cck mrt station platform.&lt;br /&gt;trained all the way to orchard and walked around aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;kevin heng was kinda lost....(he couldnt find us)&lt;br /&gt;and we walked around in circles trying to find him,&lt;br /&gt;resulting my extreme hunger.&lt;br /&gt;he blamed us for making him walk so much laa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun being with them&lt;br /&gt;especially when we went to kinokuniya&lt;br /&gt;and sat down at one corner to just crap around.&lt;br /&gt;(kevin heng says he doesnt want to know me&lt;br /&gt;cos im too crazy:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. anyways had a super great time with them.&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet up with them some day :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;miss them loads~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT STOP:PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EabTf0kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gQw-lz39M2Y/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EabTf0kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gQw-lz39M2Y/s320/DSC00720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147408119904588354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man ru, me and ting shiuan&lt;br /&gt;MAN RU IS SEXY!!! (i dunno whether she will see this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EarTf0lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M99ADGb7TE0/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EarTf0lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M99ADGb7TE0/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147408124199555666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, kevin heng(behind), man ru and ting shiuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EarTf0mI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4iQbzvtH3sk/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EarTf0mI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4iQbzvtH3sk/s320/DSC00741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147408124199555682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this damn box of japanese sweets.&lt;br /&gt;price=$9&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! i was tempted by the cute box and tiny sweets&lt;br /&gt;it was telling me to buy it laa, so i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;the sweets are hard but it is pleasure to suck them:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you were to bite it....your teeth might break:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays being lame here...again:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is already christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;gosh time flies really really fast.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched national treasure at jp last week.&lt;br /&gt;damn nice show. and i want to visit the city of gold:D:D&lt;br /&gt;GOLD GOLD GOLD:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;imagine everyday when you wake up, surrounding you is all that shiny gold.&lt;br /&gt;seeing your reflection from any angle on that shiny shiny gold,&lt;br /&gt;and hugging a golden teddy bear to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ooooo lalala. i have gone mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i have deprived of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why. im just not tired at night.(because of this, my eyebags have become so damn big)&lt;br /&gt;but it is nice blasting the music in the dark night when nobody cares a hoot on what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;you can do the craziest things like shaking your arms around wildly&lt;br /&gt;or kicking you leg in the air as if you are kicking somebody out of anger&lt;br /&gt;or making up anime love stories(last night i imagined one about sesshomaru[dont ask me why] and this girl:D:D woots!)&lt;br /&gt;or just thinking of somebody or something and smile to yourself:):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEOPLE(i think nobody is reading eh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;i dowan the typical 'may all your dreams come true'&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to write: 'may you go lala during the festive season'&lt;br /&gt;*dots**rolls eyes at myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and thank you winanto for the msg.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt reply you cos i dunno if you are in indo or singapore..&lt;br /&gt;but anyways thanks a bunch:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R29EabTf0kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gQw-lz39M2Y/s72-c/DSC00720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6914122350979812373</id><published>2007-12-17T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:01:38.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas is coming soon:D&lt;br /&gt;tmr fixing phone. hurrays.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it wont be spoilt again cos if it does again,&lt;br /&gt;i will bang my head on the wall or ask somebody to shoot me in the head&lt;br /&gt;all of you be my WITNESS then:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with ting shiuan and man ru this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;enwen couldnt make it cos her dad wants her to study=.=&lt;br /&gt;im so sad laa. it is such a rare occasion to meet up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anything written doesnt IMPLY to anybody. so no offence:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many fakers in this world.&lt;br /&gt;it is so hard to differentiate from which is which.&lt;br /&gt;i just happen to have heard some story from somebody and it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;who are your real friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so unjust when you get the blame&lt;br /&gt;when you dont even know what has happened&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when a person react to something stupidly&lt;br /&gt;it is not cos she/he is really that stupid&lt;br /&gt;it is cos they want to run away from everything,&lt;br /&gt;and stop the hurt in them,&lt;br /&gt;or just simply do not wish to let people know that everything has been a facade.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they dont understand not cos they are stupid by nature,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe cos they just dont want to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;paranoia is what they fear, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;they know running away will not help,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it is so damn hard to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;the truth might be lethal and fatal to handle.&lt;br /&gt;that is why they are so afraid of just looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only god understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;probably that is the reason why i seem so fake then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays im just randomly typing craps.&lt;br /&gt;but you all get my drift right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im shaking so hard right now&lt;br /&gt;first time kind-of-thing in my life&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why:D:D:D oh well, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is weird posting so many times in just a week.&lt;br /&gt;but please dont miss out the other recent posts okays???&lt;br /&gt;LMAOS~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6914122350979812373?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-532487171180388026</id><published>2007-12-15T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:50:40.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is like my unlucky day i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;my phone cocked up for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;cant open inbox, drafts, sent messages, saved messages.&lt;br /&gt;i cant send any messages.&lt;br /&gt;but i still can call people and receive calls with it.&lt;br /&gt;weird phone.&lt;br /&gt;so i changed my phone to the old crappy SAMSUNG phone...&lt;br /&gt;sighs.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my tummy hurts like hell hell HELL.&lt;br /&gt;major diarrhoea. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;and im still laughing about it:):):)&lt;br /&gt;today i feel like toilet is my second home.for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;okays i have to cut down on my craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well they aint gonna affect my christmas+holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i have pictures to upload.&lt;br /&gt;hope you all enjoy laa:D:D:D(lame craps again)&lt;br /&gt;kikikidildidli lalala&lt;br /&gt;by the way the photos are all in a mess. too lazy to arrange it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gosh i think really got the CRAZY virus from man ru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PreLTf0VI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KTqEU89h_GI/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PreLTf0VI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KTqEU89h_GI/s320/DSC00468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144214103050408274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ricia and i. okays i know i look totally constipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PrerTf0XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/i472xNd2q5A/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PrerTf0XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/i472xNd2q5A/s320/DSC00537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144214111640342898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i look stupid in all of it.&lt;br /&gt;1st shot. act pai kis&lt;br /&gt;2nd shot. another constipated smile&lt;br /&gt;3rd shot. act cute:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PrebTf0WI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vAEEFrcvG30/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PrebTf0WI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vAEEFrcvG30/s320/DSC00547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144214107345375586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting shiuan's and my reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/FMyCH7FN3hs/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/FMyCH7FN3hs/s320/DSC00466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213063668322578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and norryn. okays i couldnt put up the original picture&lt;br /&gt;cos i stupidly replaced it with this edited picture.&lt;br /&gt;dumbo right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Pqh7Tf0SI/AAAAAAAAAYg/EqF1llGuzn0/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Pqh7Tf0SI/AAAAAAAAAYg/EqF1llGuzn0/s320/DSC00483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213067963289890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and aini.&lt;br /&gt;i was bored so edited until like that:D&lt;br /&gt;besides blue is our fave colour:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqiLTf0UI/AAAAAAAAAYw/hK96BR6POeE/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqiLTf0UI/AAAAAAAAAYw/hK96BR6POeE/s320/DSC00533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213072258257218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting shiuan and i. i look DARK and my head looks BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Pqh7Tf0TI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jAzcH8dc838/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Pqh7Tf0TI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jAzcH8dc838/s320/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213067963289906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i took this photo.&lt;br /&gt;just saw the train stop there.&lt;br /&gt;*norryn said when i was taking this picture, one of my legs was lifted up.&lt;br /&gt;to think i didnt notice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now PICTURES of the lightings in orchard.&lt;br /&gt;*my sis and i had a hard time taking them okays!&lt;br /&gt;and some of them are sort in the wrong alignment so you might have a hard time just looking:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qGROKJtr1H0/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qGROKJtr1H0/s320/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213063668322562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkbTf0LI/AAAAAAAAAXo/AviAP2kGI88/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkbTf0LI/AAAAAAAAAXo/AviAP2kGI88/s320/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212011401334962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qGROKJtr1H0/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PqhrTf0QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qGROKJtr1H0/s320/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213063668322562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkrTf0MI/AAAAAAAAAXw/H-0itnrhfcA/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkrTf0MI/AAAAAAAAAXw/H-0itnrhfcA/s320/DSC00352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212015696302274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkrTf0NI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wQpvQ0AiwF4/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PpkrTf0NI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wQpvQ0AiwF4/s320/DSC00338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212015696302290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Ppk7Tf0OI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vxsa21M82IE/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Ppk7Tf0OI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vxsa21M82IE/s320/DSC00370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212019991269602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Ppk7Tf0PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/y-q5H90CGpE/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Ppk7Tf0PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/y-q5H90CGpE/s320/DSC00373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212019991269618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po67Tf0GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mC0rR2YuD3Y/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po67Tf0GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mC0rR2YuD3Y/s320/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144211298436763746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7LTf0HI/AAAAAAAAAXI/U7grLHAOHZ4/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7LTf0HI/AAAAAAAAAXI/U7grLHAOHZ4/s320/DSC00319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144211302731731058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7bTf0JI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fFvR5qU3FLQ/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7bTf0JI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fFvR5qU3FLQ/s320/DSC00325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144211307026698386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7bTf0KI/AAAAAAAAAXg/mkwVhJz27gw/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2Po7bTf0KI/AAAAAAAAAXg/mkwVhJz27gw/s320/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144211307026698402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw this car with cute circular backlights.&lt;br /&gt;sort of reminded me of mickey mouse. the shape of it...&lt;br /&gt;i tried taking pictures of it but i was too far from it.&lt;br /&gt;this is a rough drawing of it&lt;br /&gt;WARNIING: TERRIBLY DRAWN&gt; VERY LETHAL.(okays i have gone over the limit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PtA7Tf0ZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Q4zAYKxFGdM/s1600-h/car.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PtA7Tf0ZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Q4zAYKxFGdM/s320/car.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144215799562490258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays this isnt detailed.&lt;br /&gt;but deal with it. not bothered drawing it specifically:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; alvin and the chipmunks&lt;/span&gt; wasnt that bad as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;the chipmunks were so cute, dancing around and singing.&lt;br /&gt;woooo hooooo chipmunks are COOL:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;'send you flowers when the sky is grey...'adapted from one of the songs in enchanted&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/37998030-532487171180388026?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/532487171180388026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=532487171180388026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/532487171180388026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/532487171180388026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-like-my-unlucky-day-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R2PreLTf0VI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KTqEU89h_GI/s72-c/DSC00468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8213167164602064718</id><published>2007-12-12T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:26:19.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;and im so so so freakishly excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so wishes eh.&lt;br /&gt;a whole long long list of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.eat a christmas tree lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;2.do well in 3B(okays humbly and FRANKLY speaking, im not sure if i can top my class but heys i will give you all a good fight, especially to LOO ZHEN HAO:D)&lt;br /&gt;3.go to orchard and see the lightings!!(amanda already asked me out to take many many pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;4.go fly a kite( literallly. this phrase isnt referring to the 'go and die' phrase)&lt;br /&gt;5.eat cake everyday&lt;br /&gt;6.live in a never-melting chocolate castle&lt;br /&gt;7.have a can of whipped cream and spray the whole thing into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;8.have more outings before the holidays are over&lt;br /&gt;9.go to japan(impossible laa. just a &lt;u&gt;WISH&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;10.go to the beach and scream at the top of my lungs again&lt;br /&gt;11.learn how to cycle a two-wheeled bike&lt;br /&gt;12.be taller( be around 160 +??)&lt;br /&gt;13.have more stamina:D&lt;br /&gt;14.have fairer skin( another almost-impossible wish)&lt;br /&gt;15.be more brave and outspoken&lt;br /&gt;16.meet KIM JOHN(or jeong?) HOON in person:D&lt;br /&gt;17.take extreme thrilling rides(roller coaster, blahblah.)&lt;br /&gt;18.to paint and decorate my room.(in it, i want people to be blowing dandelions everywhere. it is also known as JINNY JOES in the book 'if you could see me now'.)&lt;br /&gt;19.to paint e potrait of my loved ones:D( lame right?)&lt;br /&gt;20.to be able to inherit the skill of sewing&lt;br /&gt;21.take more neoprints( i already have so many..)&lt;br /&gt;22.to design a wardrobe of clothes:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;23.to paint the whole world with many bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;24.be more fluent in my chinese( okays this is very very impossible laa, but please lord and santa, grant this very wish for me)&lt;br /&gt;25.to meet SANTA CLAUS in person as well:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;26.to ride on santa's reindeer and travel around the world.&lt;br /&gt;27.everybody to be happy always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WORLD PEACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;there are still many many more wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;but so far, these are the only ones i can remember from the back of my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and by far, these are the most important wishes to me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the lyrics for the song 'tattoo' by jordin sparks:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;br /&gt;I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Keep my hand in the fire&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter what you say about life&lt;br /&gt;I learn every time I bleed&lt;br /&gt;That truth is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit be free&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;To admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to move on&lt;br /&gt;And leave you behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I can't waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;I realize, nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry 'bout everything I've done&lt;br /&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back at a new direction&lt;br /&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;br /&gt;You're still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you, I'll always have you)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm sick of playing all of these games&lt;br /&gt;It's not about taking sides&lt;br /&gt;When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver&lt;br /&gt;It hurt enough to think that I could&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Stop, admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;And leave you behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;If I live every moment&lt;br /&gt;Won't change any moment&lt;br /&gt;Still a part of me and you&lt;br /&gt;I will never regret you&lt;br /&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;Marks everything i do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cant wait for tomorrow:D&lt;br /&gt;TINGSHIUAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time i wil upload the  pictures.&lt;br /&gt;hope i wont forget aye:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt the art of swallowing a huge panadol pill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s pardon the big handwriting. tried fixing it but failed X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-8213167164602064718?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/8213167164602064718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=8213167164602064718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8213167164602064718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/8213167164602064718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5609814090772155905</id><published>2007-12-08T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:23:28.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>optimism is so not in my blood now.&lt;br /&gt;as it has been for a period of time&lt;br /&gt;hmmm but heys, im not letting anything get in my way...&lt;br /&gt;besides people wont really want to read emo posts right??&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is absolutely fun.&lt;br /&gt;took so many photos of the lightings in orchard,&lt;br /&gt;which is totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the theme colour is blue:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really would love for anybody to ask me out&lt;br /&gt;and go with me to orchard late at night.&lt;br /&gt;and just watch the lightings together.&lt;br /&gt;it would be so damn fun. and heart-warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from here, i think it would be damn boring for some people....)&lt;br /&gt;currently, im searching about the Christ.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see how much it affected people's thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;or just see all the profound philosophical things...&lt;br /&gt;it is so amazing how the little-lest things can change a person's character.&lt;br /&gt;or the soul within .&lt;br /&gt;somehow it is so uplifting and wonderful a religion can actually guide you along the road.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when you don have anybody to turn to, you still have god cos you know he will always be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you feel the road ahead of you seems beyond your reach or ugly,&lt;br /&gt;you pray for guidance (from god, depending on your religion laa) and protection.&lt;br /&gt;and even though it isnt certain whether you are getting that guidance or protection,&lt;br /&gt;you somehow feel relieved that you have said your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;at least you have a chance of your prayers to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking gibberish laa. gahgahgah(babay laughter???!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WINANTO!!&lt;br /&gt;i have deleted the photo lerr:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hope nth terrible happens to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5609814090772155905?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5429140847950137388</id><published>2007-12-02T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T07:34:36.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots bought new phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the model name...&lt;br /&gt;anyways it has been on advertisement lately.&lt;br /&gt;the shake shake one.&lt;br /&gt;the one you can shake to change the music you are currently listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays finally.&lt;br /&gt;cos my phone sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;it will just off by itself, which irritates me alot&lt;br /&gt;so noe that i have a new phone, YAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still wondering which of this are the right spelling?&lt;br /&gt;toa payoh or toh payoh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that question suddenly popped up from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm kind of a stupid thing laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are so many songs i want to put on my blog&lt;br /&gt;but it has to be only EITHER ONE OF THEM!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one republic-apologise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;timbaland-the way i are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;click five-empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;paula deanda ft. bow wow- easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alicia keys - no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gwen stefani- now that you got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;avril lavigne- hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;linkin park- shadow of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more....&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i settled with hot by avril lavigne:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5429140847950137388?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5429140847950137388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5429140847950137388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5429140847950137388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5429140847950137388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/12/woots-bought-new-phone-i-forgot-model.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4106878144757941671</id><published>2007-11-25T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:22:09.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the chalet loads.&lt;br /&gt;i have so many pictures to upload.&lt;br /&gt;but the effing blogger keeps popping up some asshole probs&lt;br /&gt;BUT again, i manage to upload the pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJBJReOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/eOJfftTTaBE/s1600-h/Photo-2471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJBJReOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/eOJfftTTaBE/s320/Photo-2471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136786538500290786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda, steph and felyna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJRJRePI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WTXaEXWFbfo/s1600-h/Photo-2472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJRJRePI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WTXaEXWFbfo/s320/Photo-2472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136786542795258098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fire of life:D lameshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s edwin says his hair was in a mess, but seriously, do you see any difference??&lt;br /&gt;he claimed that i never told him i took a picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;but then i argued that he was too engrossed with his PSP&lt;br /&gt;he concede defeat la. yays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMBJReGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BXig3f5tp7w/s1600-h/Photo-2465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMBJReGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BXig3f5tp7w/s320/Photo-2465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136783291505014882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edwin and LZH. edwin's hair where got messy, you tell me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMRJReHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7l1W2wsmM-E/s1600-h/Photo-2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMRJReHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7l1W2wsmM-E/s320/Photo-2467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136783295799982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying kang, derek and edwin.&lt;br /&gt;derek looks very adorably funny. that was the purpose of this shot anyways.&lt;br /&gt;edwin says he look sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;more like he is busy peeling his nails la =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMhJReII/AAAAAAAAAVo/8cRVvFdKB68/s1600-h/Photo-2470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFMhJReII/AAAAAAAAAVo/8cRVvFdKB68/s320/Photo-2470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136783300094949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink flip flop: mine&lt;br /&gt;blue flip flop: winanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and note the rainbow nails. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the chalet alot. did many first-time-things there.&lt;br /&gt;first time go chalet,&lt;br /&gt;first time go ride a bike(four-wheeled one laa bodoh),&lt;br /&gt;first time went to the so-called cliff and screamed my lungs out,&lt;br /&gt;first time slept on a hardcore floor and shiver like mad,&lt;br /&gt;first time actually never slept for five hours straight,&lt;br /&gt;first time threw a ball of sand into the sea,&lt;br /&gt;first time i swam at night in the very very dark pool,&lt;br /&gt;first time i didnt care about what the world thinks of me(only awhile before i went back into my always-deep-in-my-thoughts-kind-of-thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya about the swimming thing.&lt;br /&gt;let me recap about the whole stupid story.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, me, weiting, wendy, felyna and amanda went to the poolside to play.&lt;br /&gt;amanda dared me to jump inside the pool, and i said i would if wei ting or wendy joined me.&lt;br /&gt;so wei ting did and we both jumped inside.&lt;br /&gt;what we didnt know was that there were surveillance cameras surrounding us.&lt;br /&gt;so we kena caught laa,&lt;br /&gt;the guard told us if we continue to play and make so much noise,&lt;br /&gt;the manager will scold him then he will bei kena blamed.&lt;br /&gt;blahblah (here comes the exciting part)&lt;br /&gt;he told us that there were this group of teenagers who came for their chalet.&lt;br /&gt;they jumped into the pool in unison.&lt;br /&gt;so as they were playing, they were oblivious to the fact that one of their friends was missing.&lt;br /&gt;until one of them saw the friend in the pool with the head down.&lt;br /&gt;he told us he isnt being &lt;i&gt;patang&lt;/i&gt; but just wanted to warned us.&lt;br /&gt;so much for our fun. our mood got affected so we headed back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;that was when winanto said my hand was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;he lifted my hand up for me to see. to think i didnt know that the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes im getting the goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;shivers shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next few pictures are taken out of boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJxJReSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VZ7wR3o-5sw/s1600-h/Photo-2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJxJReSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VZ7wR3o-5sw/s320/Photo-2528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136786551385192738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the chairs(foot ball and basketball)&lt;br /&gt;so i took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFLxJReFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/zx_twmR79Dw/s1600-h/Photo-2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFLxJReFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/zx_twmR79Dw/s320/Photo-2464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136783287210047570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some dessert from swensen's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFLxJReEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/IRVEvpxWe5Q/s1600-h/Photo-2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mFLxJReEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/IRVEvpxWe5Q/s320/Photo-2463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136783287210047554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ricia's and my reflection taken at bugis' mrt station:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJxJReRI/AAAAAAAAAWw/iDvOlTZj40w/s1600-h/Photo-2495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/R0mIJxJReRI/AAAAAAAAAWw/iDvOlTZj40w/s320/Photo-2495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136786551385192722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my messy bed:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday watched lars and the real girl at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;it was midnight then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show is very touching.&lt;br /&gt;it is about a guy called lars. he bought a doll and announced to the whole town she was his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;the touching part is that everybody willingly played along with him to boost his confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch 'if you could see me'.&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be on theatres!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yays!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is actually a book written by cecilia ahern.&lt;br /&gt;it is a absolute thunbs-up:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;if you are fantasy+romance book lover, this book will make you melt on the spot:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from here onwards of the post, it would be kinda &lt;s&gt;emo&lt;/s&gt; personal&lt;br /&gt;you can dont read it if you want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for causing the hurt that is building up in you,&lt;br /&gt;to think i never noticed. and i do care for you.&lt;br /&gt;you exist in my heart. really.&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford to lose a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;you were there for me whenever i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;i have to reciprocate.but im afraid to deepen your pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i will change to be a better person and smile for more reasons:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im better off dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4106878144757941671?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4106878144757941671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4106878144757941671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4106878144757941671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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JUST GET AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JUST DO THAT, I WILL BE SUPERBLY GRATEFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank yous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5257672942629717780?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5257672942629717780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5257672942629717780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5257672942629717780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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used to be before the ship sank.&lt;br /&gt;so she went into the ballroom, with all the people who did not survive the ordeal in there.&lt;br /&gt;they warmly welcome her. they even formed a path for her to walk to the clock.&lt;br /&gt;and Jack was there, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;she embraced into his arms and they kissed.&lt;br /&gt;they are overjoyed by the fact they have reunited after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that this love story is not true.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant feeling that sadness, as if im connected to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also sad about the diamond thing.&lt;br /&gt;that diamond is so so so rare and yet she just drops it into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;the rarity of it =soaring high&lt;br /&gt;meaning= $$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i sound so money-faced.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously admire her nobility.&lt;br /&gt;and im so so glad they have reunited in the other world.&lt;br /&gt;in a place where they first met, titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so dramatic aye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so happy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yipppeeeesssssssss...................~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;WINANTO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i put ten SMILES for you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and people, im not being biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;because he asked for those ten smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i am forced to do it&lt;/s&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ya just like that okays:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;besides i am nice!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-946723729353075122?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/946723729353075122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=946723729353075122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/946723729353075122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/946723729353075122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-just-finished-watching-titanic.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5713711565500384729</id><published>2007-11-09T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:18:50.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went for a job hunt. with steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILED TO GET ONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1)we dont need help currently. we can try contact you&lt;br /&gt;me(in my thoughts): you will definitely forget us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)must be above sixteen&lt;br /&gt;i even went to ARIES boldly if they have two free vacancies( steph went home already ).&lt;br /&gt;so i dejectedly went out of the shop knowing there were no vacancies, quan jie pointed a note placed right in front of the counter.&lt;br /&gt;it writes: MINIMUM AGE= 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)need full-time workers&lt;br /&gt;sighs i cant be working everyday. my results will plummet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and i even went to bra shops.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even remember where we went to just to ask for VACANCIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to work at mcdonalds for ONE year.&lt;br /&gt;my dad strictly DISAPPROVED of that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, im jobless:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to work aye. i want to know the feeling of having you paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;i want to smell my pay.MY HARD-EARNED MONEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5713711565500384729?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5958102161153437891</id><published>2007-11-04T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T04:28:45.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok amanda mad partner asked me to update about the shopping trip&lt;br /&gt;and i specially put two smileys for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint that nice of me? well duh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, i met up with amanda. alicia and her friend, yu ting, were with us.&lt;br /&gt;we waited outside for her at first and when alicia called her to ask what was holding her up,&lt;br /&gt;we then realised she was in the popular waiting for us=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we asked if there were any vacancies for us in popular&lt;br /&gt;they said we were too young.&lt;br /&gt;so results: NO JOB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=.= i want to work lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup after that we went to meet some of amanda's buyers.&lt;br /&gt;then headed off for bugis:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya there was this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lao ah pek&lt;/span&gt; went up to alicia and amanda.&lt;br /&gt;he did that grumpy-old-man-sucky face at them and asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;'are you sure you are allowed to eat in the MRT?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;(they were eating famous amos cookies at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;they were in the process of popping their cookies in their mouths&lt;br /&gt;before being rudely interrupted by this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lao ah pek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;he even had the cheek to roll his eyes at us with all those wrinkles around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;we were malu and highly irritated by this old fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i mean the cookies are so so darn small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;it is not like they are having some feast of shark fin's soup or what-so-ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;it doesnt really make a difference so why make such a big fuss??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;grumpy old farts. pfffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;back to bugis' trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;we shopped alot i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;my puny head was busy deciding which shirt to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;the long yellow shirt or that cute tee??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;in the end i chose the cute tee:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;alicia and yu ting went off around 3 plus for some practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so amanda and i carried on the shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i really admire amanda. she just freely buy anything she likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;my hands were itching and dying to grab this crumpler skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;(amanda wanted it too but didnt have the size she wanted )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;but then i had to control the temptation cos im afraid when i buy it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;it will turn out to be some impulse buy and then i will regret for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;besides i cant buy any clothes........................SADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;zit that was soooo lame=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Ry24KBxiBuI/AAAAAAAAASg/LUXQU-SJuHE/s1600-h/Photo-2362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/Ry24KBxiBuI/AAAAAAAAASg/LUXQU-SJuHE/s320/Photo-2362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128958033059251938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the shirt i bought. cute yeah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;1st november is da best:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;what a big notion. it was all for fun:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;but seriously that day was a super WOO-HOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lovingyoumoreandmoreeachconsecutiveday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5958102161153437891?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5958102161153437891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-8047523616429548255</id><published>2007-10-31T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:55:15.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to eat lunch with suhaira, amanda and weiting at pizza hut in JE&lt;br /&gt;it is so fun gossiping with them.&lt;br /&gt;i just realise suhaira is really really sotongnish( new word. taddaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;and her laughter is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;it is so squeaky and cute. hahas very funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is only the start of holidays&lt;br /&gt;and i have been dreaming of our class D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs im bored.&lt;br /&gt;someone entertain me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6198536936967277277</id><published>2007-10-28T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:57:08.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;im missing 2bee more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i really wish we can stick together in the same class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;why do we have disperse and separate???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it is kinda too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it feels like i just zoomed into time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well it seems we still havent spend enough time with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;before we separate and go different classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh oh we can never have a time limit with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a minute or a second without 2bee is good as drinking salty coffee:(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is the first time i feel so tormented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the past when my classes were separating, i was only interested in making new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and when during primary 6 graduation, even though i did feel very sad about us going to different schools, it wasnt half as bad as how i feel now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;probably i felt it this way is cos i kinda interpreted my friends will change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and they did, in either a good or bad way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but 2bee'07 has created beautiful memories that are very hard to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;without all the clowns and friends, it feels like there is a void in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2BEE is DA LOVE&lt;333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know you people will be thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'aiyo it is only separating lah. i mean you are gonna be in the same school for two years!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it is not as easy as what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and think deeper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if right now im feeling so upset about us 2bee scattered into different classes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wont it be worse when we graduate in teo years' time ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sighs i really MISS everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lucky there will be a chalet held from 20th - 22nd november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i bet, on the last day, all the girls will have tears streaming down from their cheels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;girls are more sentimental, no offence to the boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i want 2beee!!!&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/37998030-6198536936967277277?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6198536936967277277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6198536936967277277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6198536936967277277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6198536936967277277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5349705341240708964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5349705341240708964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5349705341240708964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5349705341240708964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-already-missing-2bee-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5228272785931670550</id><published>2007-10-25T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T05:39:21.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im your happy girl:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RyCIUBxiBsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/R7pECTvbNEY/s1600-h/Photo-2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RyCIUBxiBsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/R7pECTvbNEY/s320/Photo-2281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125246253602571970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh i didnt even know why i did this.&lt;br /&gt;got influenced by &lt;i&gt;getai&lt;/i&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even the reason why i posted this hideous picture:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;and my face= constipated. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and i look so so so so so so ugly. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph was laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;aiya nothing better to do mah:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays im in my very happy mood:D&lt;br /&gt;cant say later people think i show off.&lt;br /&gt;but im really happy!!&lt;br /&gt;and i want DJ MAX!!! anybody lend me your psp...mao or nat or steph??!!&lt;br /&gt;i HELP u level up:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;ci ji gan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read something from somebody's blog..&lt;br /&gt;and right now im very.............red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. oi second time eh... piak you or buttock!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahas:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im touched? hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee i think im mad. heehee&lt;br /&gt;and guess what im doing??&lt;br /&gt;im listening pokemon songs on youtube??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame much...&lt;br /&gt;but the songs are quite nice:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah i ki siao liao. wu yao ke jiu:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;my head is hopelessly floating everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;and during the holidays you peepoes BETTER ask me out.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont wanna rot at home!!! i wanna play and just simply have fun.&lt;br /&gt;so pls pls anybody...pls have a date with me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anywhere also can...i just want to hang out:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ASK ME OUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to fly a kite and play sand:D&lt;br /&gt;im still kid and i will never change that:D:D:D lame lame lame:D:D&lt;br /&gt;will someone do the honour and accompany me?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;IM SO FREAKISHLY HAPPY:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5228272785931670550?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5228272785931670550/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6453080633037408711</id><published>2007-10-21T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:24:23.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently bored.&lt;br /&gt;besides nobody sees my atrociously DEAD blog.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmm salvation is not enough:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just watched &lt;i&gt;hills have eyes 2&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was shaking, my sister was grabbing me.&lt;br /&gt;it was so bloody. the main girl character used some sharp object&lt;br /&gt;to...errr...pierce the cannibal's(he's a guy) genitals and the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;and blood was flowing...no no... spurting out like a water from a fountain.&lt;br /&gt;but this case, the water is crimsom and very very thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrr....eeekkks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my family and i watched the making of  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the Alien Saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;the aliens looked like moving raw chicken meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;they look so....mechanical-like...and silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;they almost look liked the humongous creatures which have broken their spines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i dont know.....they look very awful and disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;and i didnt know that alien's blood were corrosive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;eee yerrr i wish and hope to never never ever see an alien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;afraid of being corroded. shheesh.&lt;br /&gt;(so sorry if there's any colour change in the font)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine seeing an alien baby killing its own mother alien(the queen apparently)&lt;br /&gt;and going up to a human clone and then acknowledging her as its mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh my gosh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my weekend is all about grotesque stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;blood, weird looking creatures....&lt;br /&gt;is there a message in it? hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;hoho im thinking too much....*laughs uproariously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no point holding onto what's left behind&lt;br /&gt;cos its gonna hurt you more emotionally....just literally everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;it will ache.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs i hope i wont be in class with strangers next year.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont want 2Beee to seperate...&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everything with them crazy fellas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crys crys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6453080633037408711?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6453080633037408711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6453080633037408711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6453080633037408711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6453080633037408711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/10/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5244250296372036012</id><published>2007-10-18T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:50:36.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17th october:&lt;br /&gt;it was cross country.&lt;br /&gt;i totally dread it. loads loads loads.&lt;br /&gt;why do they have to organise it the second time&lt;br /&gt;it is so redundant...at least for me&lt;br /&gt;the kind who hates running and sweat&lt;br /&gt;and rather stay at home to pig out and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely protest against the idea of any form of sports&lt;br /&gt;(except hockey and badminton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeez anyways i still ran&lt;br /&gt;wasnt much of a choice.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to be the last few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the X country,&lt;br /&gt;i asked mrs gan for my maths..&lt;br /&gt;she is disappointed with my marks:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;i was UTTERLY disappointed as well, much more than her thats all i know&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fessed up my reasons to this.&lt;br /&gt;but there isnt really much of a point to tell her&lt;br /&gt;what and how it all happen and why everything stung and stunk bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god teachers are getting another impression of me&lt;br /&gt;like im some problematic student who is a magnet to troubles.&lt;br /&gt;they think that i have done not so well due to &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean cmon....i do not have the time to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i already have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;effing &lt;/span&gt;load of another prob...&lt;br /&gt;do you really expect me to think of &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; as well??!&lt;br /&gt;so what if i did think about it, do you expect me to just brush it off?&lt;br /&gt;do you think i want all these stuff to fall upon me&lt;br /&gt;at the crucial time, my END OF YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;blame it on my karma or what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will people get to understand that people can fall.&lt;br /&gt;so what i have done well(thats what people claim) in sec one??&lt;br /&gt;does that really apply to every year of school?&lt;br /&gt;i would love to maintain that image honestly&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CANT!!!! i cant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr get off my back.&lt;br /&gt;just stop telling me how much i have fallen&lt;br /&gt;cos i do know what are the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;and do you think i like it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huishi you gotta chill man...&lt;br /&gt;you are just going thru whatyoucallit.&lt;br /&gt;part of school, part of life.&lt;br /&gt;chill man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gonna suck ice until i have cooled off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bugis with amanda and felyna.&lt;br /&gt;when we were heading to the food court&lt;br /&gt;we coincidentally saw mao mao, brandon, guan jie, alex and wei xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;spotted so many WANTED clothes&lt;br /&gt;skinny jeans, &lt;i&gt;little miss&lt;/i&gt; tees...more tees!!&lt;br /&gt;lols i really want to buy everything but i dowan to spend so much.&lt;br /&gt;gonna save it up for my holiday usages:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th october:&lt;br /&gt;went to JE with amanda to eat.&lt;br /&gt;settled our lunch in pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;lols. we gossiped about almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;it is fun just sitting down and chatting over a cup of coffee...&lt;br /&gt;but in this case we did it over curry baked rice and pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs im getting so lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i can tell everybody is so shocked by my maths. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have a real therapy buddy to help me.&lt;br /&gt;shheeeeshhhh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really have a burning question for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;am i the kind who has anger inside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i wish upon every bread crumb everything can be resolved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;even if it takes me to go through the hurt and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; let them go from all the pain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5244250296372036012?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5244250296372036012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5244250296372036012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5244250296372036012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5244250296372036012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/10/17th-october-it-was-cross-country.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-429109961799486095</id><published>2007-10-16T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:24:08.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just put up a new song&lt;br /&gt;'only one' by yellowcard:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song is so...touching?&lt;br /&gt;heehee i super duper really in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Broken this fragile thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I've thrown my words all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I give up (I give up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I just want to tell you so you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I won't walk out until you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Only One Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Here I go so dishonestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Leave a note for you my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I know you can see right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; So let me go and you will find someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who has the song MUST MUST send me.&lt;br /&gt;you better send it to me or i will &lt;i&gt;fa feng&lt;/i&gt; ( go crazy)&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFF cant upload my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;dammmit.&lt;br /&gt;FWOREHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;gotta laugh to keep myself from being angry.&lt;br /&gt;YALALALALAKAKAKAKAHAHAHHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-429109961799486095?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/429109961799486095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=429109961799486095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/429109961799486095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/429109961799486095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-put-up-new-song-only-one-by.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5933414870288083905</id><published>2007-10-14T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T05:47:57.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im watching TAXI now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too busy to post.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5933414870288083905?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5933414870288083905/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prudence. exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gonna be some whiny girl&lt;br /&gt;gonna create or be a brand new story:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heys.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided not to harbour ANY depressing thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;im so squeaky clean and officially off this:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone, congratulate me?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm what the hack, that's not the point anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even CARE what you people think&lt;br /&gt;love me or hate me, i dont give a damn&lt;br /&gt;cos this time i did no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so why i should be pitying myself over such trivial matters?&lt;br /&gt;make myself seem like the only living thing in the world who is suffering&lt;br /&gt;when there are others going through more hellish things than i am?&lt;br /&gt;nothing is gonna wreck my life&lt;br /&gt;well if you think you can make me do SHIT HELL stuff&lt;br /&gt;or change to somebody i never knew...&lt;br /&gt;shut the hell up:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i really wanna thank all my friends:D&lt;br /&gt;they taught me to always look at the positive side&lt;br /&gt;and assured me i will be okays:D&lt;br /&gt;that someone/s were there when i cried and did something sinful:D&lt;br /&gt;that someone was there to comfort me when im down&lt;br /&gt;that someone made me change my whole concept towards life:D&lt;br /&gt;so melodramatic but it is true...&lt;br /&gt;i am so grateful of what they have contributed in my life.&lt;br /&gt;love you all ALWAYS(and i mean it big time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im...hmmm just browsing through people's blog.&lt;br /&gt;lols. and im drawing something:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hahas im rather relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;cos all the brain-tiring exams are finally over!!&lt;br /&gt;geography, history, maths, chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man...&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chinese...&lt;br /&gt;cher said i pass my paper 2:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;my first reaction: yays!! i pass!!! cher then how good did i pass?&lt;br /&gt;then she said:pass only by few marks.&lt;br /&gt;so second reaction: damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my happiness died down:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;my efforts are all futile:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;im so scared to fail chinese. practically frantic...&lt;br /&gt;bwah i want my chinese to just improve badly...&lt;br /&gt;even it is just a tiny weeny bit D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had maths paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;there was this question that came out and it was about reciprocals.&lt;br /&gt;AT FIRST i look at the question, i knew what reciprocals was&lt;br /&gt;THEN when i was going to write my steps&lt;br /&gt;I REALISED i have just forgotten the formula&lt;br /&gt;i only knew how to solve the question in an EXACT 1 second&lt;br /&gt;...and i stupidly forgotten the formula..&lt;br /&gt;IN THE END i left the question blank&lt;br /&gt;TADAAH i just made 3 marks flew away which was ACTUALLY within my grasp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so !@*@&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;$#^@^^@^!&lt;br /&gt;im one step closer into getting that pathetic 3 marks.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my chance...bid farewell to my 3 marks:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;BYE TO YOU STUPID 3 MARKS WHICH WAS SUPPOSEDLY BE MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID LAAH!!&lt;br /&gt;why did i even forget the formula?!?!!!&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Italic" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind about maths....pfft.&lt;br /&gt;finished reading two thick books, namely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twilight &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in four days for the first time in my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;i was so engrossed with the story:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;now im starting on the last book: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eclipse&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;wooo lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;jinyang thanks for introducing these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas kays will stop here:D:D&lt;br /&gt;before you go, read the following things.&lt;br /&gt;copied from some friendster chain thingy:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you know i love you? i do care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many people will walk in and out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;To handle yourself, use your head;&lt;br /&gt;To handle others, use your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great minds discuss ideas;&lt;br /&gt;Average minds discuss events;&lt;br /&gt;Small minds discuss people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; He, who loses money, loses much;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; He, who loses a friend, loses much more;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; He, who loses faith, loses all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beautiful young people are accidents of nature,&lt;br /&gt;But beautiful old people are works of art.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn from the mistakes of others&lt;br /&gt;You can't live long enough to make them all&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends, you and me...&lt;br /&gt;You brought another friend...&lt;br /&gt;And then there were 3...&lt;br /&gt;We started our group...&lt;br /&gt;Our circle of friends...&lt;br /&gt;And like that circle...&lt;br /&gt;There is no beginning or end...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;That is why it is called the present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;http://www.clementsen.com/email/friendship.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether i missed out anything eh...:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-2053415387320589615?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/2053415387320589615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=2053415387320589615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2053415387320589615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/2053415387320589615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/10/prudence.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5338395167984483620</id><published>2007-09-28T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:56:53.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;she is one step closer to panadols.&lt;br /&gt;you get her drift do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will only understand once everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;when you see her lying on the floor motionless&lt;br /&gt;holding on to what's left with her.&lt;br /&gt;the shine in her eyes is gone, lost forever.&lt;br /&gt;and before you know it, she is already dead,&lt;br /&gt;and is in somewhere so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;....like paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a piece of heaven is all she truly needed.&lt;br /&gt;but that hope is crumbling away slowly..&lt;br /&gt;what's left with her is just a forlorn look&lt;br /&gt;which seems to be silently crying for help.&lt;br /&gt;she is awaiting for an end to her misery,&lt;br /&gt;something that can ride her away to an endless dimension,&lt;br /&gt;of nothing but serenity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruined dreams;dashed hopes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even how i had the idea of writing this.&lt;br /&gt;it just popped up in my head all of the sudden.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think it is good poetry.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, it definitely feels better:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;when i see the reflection, i dont see me&lt;br /&gt;i see an ugly girl whose tears are falling..alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta build up an emotion shield around me&lt;br /&gt;just in case....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5338395167984483620?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5265074778744875669</id><published>2007-09-23T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:34:55.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is crying everyday normal?&lt;br /&gt;to not sleep a wink every night...izit normal??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want help;my mouth is sealed&lt;br /&gt;i seek for a Samaritan;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;i tried to run; but it comes back for me..&lt;br /&gt;end the road; it wont be able to follow you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid write ups.&lt;br /&gt;chey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was mugging...&lt;br /&gt;well not really cos i slept halfway.&lt;br /&gt;im slacking loads behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood to write&lt;br /&gt;no mood to even make my brain think.&lt;br /&gt;i think my brain is under a huge construction&lt;br /&gt;or a thousand midgets have just went into it and ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;gross that is so morbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5265074778744875669?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5265074778744875669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5265074778744875669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5265074778744875669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5265074778744875669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-crying-everyday-normal-to-not-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4116126006825947276</id><published>2007-09-12T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T05:33:57.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S im not trying to gain attention with all these writings. im just tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood:sombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people expecting me to achieve goals.&lt;br /&gt;people expecting me to be someone i cant recognize in my reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this year people have been telling me that im falling.&lt;br /&gt;they think i should be doing well.&lt;br /&gt;im not blaming you guys. im kinda happy you all think that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;and i will study hard for it to maintain this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this pressure of being number one is slowly strangling me.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of me just falling to the pit of nowhere is scary.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of losing my grip and control is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to be myself just for once..&lt;br /&gt;im pretending to put one such a fake stupid smile. superficial.&lt;br /&gt;i laugh with another person within me &amp; she is hiding her sorrow in her pathetic heart.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are losing that shine. darkness is lurking silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys will tell me not to care a hoot of what they think&lt;br /&gt;and just do your best.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it is everyone thinks that way.&lt;br /&gt;people tell me i work hard not to impress people&lt;br /&gt;but to for yourself and your pride?&lt;br /&gt;great i dunno what im saying....*@*@#&amp;amp;$#&amp;amp;#*@*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know all of these problems cant add up.&lt;br /&gt;they cant be compared with others.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i should be happy i only have these to worry.&lt;br /&gt;but it just......im just worrying too much yeah?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i cry, i think people thought im some crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am. but crying is a way to relieve this stress.&lt;br /&gt;crying to oneself is a way to rid all of the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nowadays i try to hold back the tears that may just drop any moment.&lt;br /&gt;im learning to be strong.im learning to be someone who will never let anything bring her down.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be somebody who just dont cry and laugh at everything/&lt;br /&gt;and it isnt working. everything is backfiring.&lt;br /&gt;im just bluffing myself, pretending everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;when the truth is....it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet my heart is assuming and claiming.&lt;br /&gt;and im believing it. i dowan to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;dowan to be in a place so cold...with nothing to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that im alone to face these upcoming...hmm..adversities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta try. i gotta be on my two feet.&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever give in to this shitty stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. said it too easy?&lt;br /&gt;but do i have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;nope i dont. i just have to strengthen my inner self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4116126006825947276?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4116126006825947276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4116126006825947276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4116126006825947276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4116126006825947276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/09/p.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6888991884166535813</id><published>2007-09-07T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T06:42:54.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;heys heys.&lt;br /&gt;i have been too lazy to post.&lt;br /&gt;including now.but just writing bits of my day just to make the post nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first floor toilets are officially painted!!&lt;br /&gt;yays. everything looks good:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;but make sure you people dont dirty it.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i will kill you the minute i see you rubbing your dirty feet over my precious toilet doors.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA. hear my evil laughter:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went for the medical check up.&lt;br /&gt;saw evelyn and shu fen.&lt;br /&gt;it is such a coincidence:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that my mum and i went to JEC.&lt;br /&gt;yet again i saw the two felicias from art club, zi hui, ru hui and other JVSsian.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. in total, i saw like....10 over JVSsians.&lt;br /&gt;anyways today watched ratatouille.&lt;br /&gt;very nice. the food look so good.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could gobble it all down:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs today i seem so listless.&lt;br /&gt;sighs plue embarrassing....WAHWAH. gotta relax.&lt;br /&gt;dowan continue about it....im turning so red already:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAA. ENJOYYS:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRUH4BFpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7nTuxlrsXm4/s1600-h/Photo-1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRUH4BFpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7nTuxlrsXm4/s320/Photo-1660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452858568087186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADYBUG. aint that cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRUX4BFqI/AAAAAAAAARE/blCrJQ6Hq8E/s1600-h/Photo-1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRUX4BFqI/AAAAAAAAARE/blCrJQ6Hq8E/s320/Photo-1661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452862863054498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a random pic.&lt;br /&gt;that guy leaning against the door is mdm nuraidah's husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRE34BFkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/LFU9D4lBu7A/s1600-h/Photo-1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRE34BFkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/LFU9D4lBu7A/s320/Photo-1655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452596575082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smiling face:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFH4BFlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/T3PVeOoHZZM/s1600-h/Photo-1656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFH4BFlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/T3PVeOoHZZM/s320/Photo-1656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452600870049362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie:im gonna make that charcoal burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFX4BFmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wYFJ9_s_l4g/s1600-h/Photo-1657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFX4BFmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wYFJ9_s_l4g/s320/Photo-1657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452605165016674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFX4BFnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/-Z0IHzSnIR8/s1600-h/Photo-1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFX4BFnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/-Z0IHzSnIR8/s320/Photo-1658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452605165016690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im just too cool to be seen;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFn4BFoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2Ez4QWbk3X8/s1600-h/Photo-1659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRFn4BFoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2Ez4QWbk3X8/s320/Photo-1659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107452609459984002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nat flaunting out unique style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeH4BFfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RxKRI-Xd3Iw/s1600-h/Photo-1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeH4BFfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RxKRI-Xd3Iw/s320/Photo-1650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451930855151090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mermaid(i did the toning of the skin. she looks burnished..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeX4BFgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/24jm2ui_58Q/s1600-h/Photo-1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeX4BFgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/24jm2ui_58Q/s320/Photo-1651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451935150118402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man! my hunk for life:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeX4BFhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TnJWf5dS-Dc/s1600-h/Photo-1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQeX4BFhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TnJWf5dS-Dc/s320/Photo-1652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451935150118418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finishing touch of the mermaid. she looks fairer cos she was repainted again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQen4BFiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zZ6X-GCBZ_g/s1600-h/Photo-1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQen4BFiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zZ6X-GCBZ_g/s320/Photo-1653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451939445085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tic-tac-toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQe34BFjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2I9OSm8qH60/s1600-h/Photo-1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFQe34BFjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2I9OSm8qH60/s320/Photo-1654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451943740053042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna fine this inscriptions?&lt;br /&gt;find it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPoX4BFaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jinBN7u12E8/s1600-h/Photo-1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPoX4BFaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jinBN7u12E8/s320/Photo-1645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451007437182370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha again the skin is over-tan.&lt;br /&gt;culprit of it: me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPon4BFbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/V6WXBPDtcjo/s1600-h/Photo-1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPon4BFbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/V6WXBPDtcjo/s320/Photo-1646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451011732149682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i couldnt resist taking another pic of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPon4BFcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6wGWhFsWKDQ/s1600-h/Photo-1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPon4BFcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6wGWhFsWKDQ/s320/Photo-1647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451011732149698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a blob of chocolate! nah it is brown paint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPo34BFdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9HwjVgrsEzU/s1600-h/Photo-1648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPo34BFdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9HwjVgrsEzU/s320/Photo-1648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451016027117010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate pudding with white icing on it. star shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPo34BFeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wrQlcNYCFxo/s1600-h/Photo-1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFPo34BFeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wrQlcNYCFxo/s320/Photo-1649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107451016027117026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate blob with a fully coloured white star:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH.&lt;br /&gt;im so confused:(:(:( it is happening again yeah??&lt;br /&gt;hahas i think i can handle the pressure. HEISHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____i love him so much, my brain is falling out_______&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6888991884166535813?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6888991884166535813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6888991884166535813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6888991884166535813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6888991884166535813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/09/heys-heys.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RuFRUH4BFpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7nTuxlrsXm4/s72-c/Photo-1660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-5791437971593810701</id><published>2007-08-17T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T05:52:58.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey y'all&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;grown a year older:D&lt;br /&gt;and im still so short, for my age, which is fourteen&lt;br /&gt;im so short. im only....150cm?&lt;br /&gt;how short can that be? wah bwah kwah.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i wanna be taller. at least 160cm??&lt;br /&gt;how come i dont get taller by the year??&lt;br /&gt;someone, pull my legs please..&lt;br /&gt;or flatten me in the chewing gum machine.&lt;br /&gt;the one in the book charlie and the chocolate factory.&lt;br /&gt;and i will sure be like elongated...sighs the lameness.&lt;br /&gt;who can you blame for my madness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miaow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this post will be filled with nonsense&lt;br /&gt;so please either be ready or you can just X-ed the whole blog:D&lt;br /&gt;as simple as ABC. 123.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think it is best to start the post with something happy,&lt;br /&gt;which is all about my birthday! hurrays. BANZAI(i dunno how to spell that. well. wth?)&lt;br /&gt;happy to received so many wishes and blessings from my FRIENDS:D&lt;br /&gt;lols. (just emphasising on that particular word:])&lt;br /&gt;also received some presents:D woopee:D:D&lt;br /&gt;am very appreciative of what i have from y'all:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks a bunch. love love y'all:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th august(my BIRTHDAY!!!):&lt;br /&gt;after school&lt;br /&gt;me, steph, wei xiang and tan hao wanted to go clementi.&lt;br /&gt;cos we were deciding the venue for too long,&lt;br /&gt;tan hao decided to just go home:((&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we went to west mall bus stop to wait for mandy and huiwen.&lt;br /&gt;so fun gossiping with your best and good-dest friends:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting,&lt;br /&gt;steph realised that mandy and huiwen over the other side of the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;so steph and me waved kinda hysterically to get their attention&lt;br /&gt;and they saw us:D hooorayS!!&lt;br /&gt;so they walked over the overhead bridge and met us.&lt;br /&gt;and then...we just sat at the bus stop there,&lt;br /&gt;wondering what are we going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, again, me, wei xiang and mandy went to bukit panjang plaza.&lt;br /&gt;they bought some doughnuts and ate it ate in the playground near the HDB flats.&lt;br /&gt;si weixiang go put chocolate on my face. then i put on his hand:D&lt;br /&gt;and when i saw mandy like very 'clean', i decided put chocolate on her face:D&lt;br /&gt;so funny seh. loved that day:D my birthday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th august&lt;br /&gt;CROSS COUNTRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was raining so heavily(i even prayed for that badly)&lt;br /&gt;god answered my prayers man.&lt;br /&gt;so results: no running!!&lt;br /&gt;but i heard that cross-country will be postponed.&lt;br /&gt;boo hooo. i dowan to run.&lt;br /&gt;lao ah ma hates running LAH:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but was so bored sitting in such a small space with lots of pupils.&lt;br /&gt;and tummy pains came and go:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, i mean everybody, sat down at the same spot for almost 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;out butts were glued to the hard floor LAH.&lt;br /&gt;then my back aching like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everybody was dismissed,&lt;br /&gt;we all have to walk under the rain for a long distance to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;was drenched all over XP.&lt;br /&gt;anyways me, cherry, ricia, jy and potato went to JEC makan.&lt;br /&gt;took so many neoprints:D and evelyn bought me a toufu toy for my birthday:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;yays:D&lt;br /&gt;later went to science centre to play water with bear, amanda, GWT, cherry and jy.&lt;br /&gt;(ricia went home lerr)&lt;br /&gt;i want to have fun everyday yeah. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;isnt it good this way to enjoy every day of your life&lt;br /&gt;without any worries and problems??&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt that be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RsWGGn4BFYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HRTlDwpr8SQ/s1600-h/Photo-1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RsWGGn4BFYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HRTlDwpr8SQ/s320/Photo-1576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099629601408226690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherry took this.&lt;br /&gt;so bo liao right? i loved the pillar to much LAH.&lt;br /&gt;got one uncle say dunno what but i know he is trying to tell me to get off.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so stupid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RsWGGn4BFZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3v8ro7nETAc/s1600-h/Photo-1572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RsWGGn4BFZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3v8ro7nETAc/s320/Photo-1572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099629601408226706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hand. i dunno what was this for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had enough. have been tolerant for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;now im blasting it all out. this 'irritant' has parched on my heart endlessly&lt;br /&gt;and it is getting too heavy to hold. so here i am, letting it all out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough really.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was being too much. i nearly wanted to take the initiative and talk.&lt;br /&gt;when something held me back, telling me 'no.'&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to listen. i was in despair and depression first.&lt;br /&gt;but i thought it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;was it worth it to go through all of this 'torture'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have drawn more than before&lt;br /&gt;and when i draw alot alot, it means im distraught and angry&lt;br /&gt;in each drawing, i tried perfecting every single detail in the facial features.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i fail to do so, i vent my anger on my eraser.&lt;br /&gt;how come it is the non living things that have to endure my fits and tantrums?? lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to understand the situation.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand it. seh.&lt;br /&gt;enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;it has crossed the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any of you were in my shoes, what would you have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna change my skin but have not find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-5791437971593810701?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/5791437971593810701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=5791437971593810701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5791437971593810701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/5791437971593810701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-yall-yesterday-was-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RsWGGn4BFYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HRTlDwpr8SQ/s72-c/Photo-1576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6217456471838654070</id><published>2007-08-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:31:06.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs my blog is going to die.&lt;br /&gt;please savage the tagboard:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday is the same,&lt;br /&gt;im mugging for my common test.&lt;br /&gt;hitting books so early. thats what everybody said.&lt;br /&gt;dammmit.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring my geography book back.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid nanaboo. miaow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i didnt see this coming.&lt;br /&gt;at loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dowan continue lerr.&lt;br /&gt;im lost man. arrrgghhhh ack.&lt;br /&gt;and im playing a childish game.&lt;br /&gt;havent cheng shou yet.&lt;br /&gt;relishing times as a child before i grow old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao ah ma flying away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6217456471838654070?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6217456471838654070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6217456471838654070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6217456471838654070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6217456471838654070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/08/sighs-my-blog-is-going-to-die.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-6107559434598510262</id><published>2007-08-03T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:19:58.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent updated for two weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;everyday is as boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait correction....increasingly boring in every consecutive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i have been practicing for the singing community thing.&lt;br /&gt;ya we are going to PROVE to people we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;lols. we will never screw this up.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO. beware of the flamboyant 2B:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i hope everything will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;im so scared my voice might rebel ,&lt;br /&gt;like out of tune, wrong notes. you name it.&lt;br /&gt;it is so preesurizing just looking at so many heads&lt;br /&gt;and then singing.&lt;br /&gt;especially when you are in front, singing in the mike...&lt;br /&gt;omg im so scared i might just run out of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;im so worried i will do the wrong dance steps.&lt;br /&gt;sighs i wish i wont make a fool out of myself in front of everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand that gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;and that other girl.&lt;br /&gt;miaow. show attitude to us.&lt;br /&gt;pffft. messing with the wrong people.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to continue about them. MIAOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schedule is so hectic and tight...&lt;br /&gt;every monday i have to stay back to teach my maths buddy.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday have to stay to practice&lt;br /&gt;wednesday stay for art club.&lt;br /&gt;friday...art club again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday is my day off.&lt;br /&gt;and normally, i will be at home rotting away&lt;br /&gt;watching my favourite spongebob and heading to bed before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i dont really enjoy the company of mr todd.&lt;br /&gt;all we do during the enrichment are just making clay murals.&lt;br /&gt;no fun at all. unlike mr chua.&lt;br /&gt;i totally miss his accent, the way he jokes,&lt;br /&gt;the way he would laugh just listening to us crapping away&lt;br /&gt;and his big tummy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;and mr todd expects everybody to just sit down like robots, staring at the clay,do the mural&lt;br /&gt;and EOL(end of lesson)&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing memorable enough for me to remember.&lt;br /&gt;and sighs..first time in my life i feel that art club is a bore.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you mr chua?&lt;br /&gt;i want you back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs i wish i could do something very meaningful...or cool&lt;br /&gt;like flying to the clouds, watching the cars jamming the road and pigging on chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;how fantasizing is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send cloe and clovis last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;cloe was crying buckets.&lt;br /&gt;she hugged everybody, including me.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw everyone's tears welling up and flowing freely&lt;br /&gt;i tried to convince myself we will meet each other soon&lt;br /&gt;and hold back my tears:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammm im strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seh i will miss them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i told you.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to write.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;im just so bored until i think power rangers is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg...how stupid that phrase sounds.&lt;br /&gt;i think my brain is malfunctioning.&lt;br /&gt;WAH. hopelessly dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and exams falls on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and the day after my bday is cross country&lt;br /&gt;how bad is that?&lt;br /&gt;sighs my cells are dying soon...&lt;br /&gt;wait...they are dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be MIA-ing from msn and blogging for a while&lt;br /&gt;due to the common tests.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck:D&lt;br /&gt;NANABOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-6107559434598510262?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/6107559434598510262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=6107559434598510262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6107559434598510262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/6107559434598510262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/08/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37998030.post-4506665559138754780</id><published>2007-07-22T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T06:04:13.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloody blogger.&lt;br /&gt;here i WAS. happily penning my 'diary'&lt;br /&gt;and apparently the blogger decided to log off by itself&lt;br /&gt;blank. the whole long post i just typed...gone&lt;br /&gt;GONE I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e last un-posted post stated i was deliriously happy.&lt;br /&gt;well now i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;im currently all woebegone cos i have to type out everything again&lt;br /&gt;plus im pissed cos my efforts of typing the 'perfect' post, went down the bloody drain.&lt;br /&gt;miaow miaow MIAOW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok WHERE WAS II???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. west mall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to west mall with marmie, my sis, jen, cloe and clovis.&lt;br /&gt;they(cloe and clovis, with their mum) just came back from america as they are having their summer holidays. how long it is? 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;so darn lucky are they??&lt;br /&gt;and cloe totally looks hot.&lt;br /&gt;hotter and hotter. omg i feel so inferior just standing next to her.&lt;br /&gt;her complexion..flawless. pimple-free.&lt;br /&gt;and with her tube dresses, omg she is so like a hot chic.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. can NEVER be compared. i will be going down and down.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to stand beside her now, i guess i will be casted off by one side!&lt;br /&gt;her radioactive hotnesss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways back to the trip&lt;br /&gt;i saw this red tee which was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm should i buy it??&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled our lunch at sakae.&lt;br /&gt;i must have not been on my right mind as my appetite was alarmingly small.&lt;br /&gt;i love sakae. everybody does.&lt;br /&gt;yet im not eating much cos of the bloatedness. well geez... whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides i was too busy starring at clovis gobbling down unagi sushis with stopping.&lt;br /&gt;he ate ten plates of it(=20 pieces os unagi sushis)&lt;br /&gt;and before that, he ate a unagi burger. ACE. BONUS.&lt;br /&gt;my jaw was hanging loosely. like a noose. ewww thats disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;i mean how can he still stay so skinny with that huge appetite of his??&lt;br /&gt;i have to control my diet just to maintain my weight&lt;br /&gt;(im not being bimbotic. it is just a typical every girl does)&lt;br /&gt;and he can just eat all the food he wants&lt;br /&gt;without worrying about the weight and fats! and weight!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont think he even cares of what is going on as long there is unagi.&lt;br /&gt;i bet everybody will be envious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed for the face shop.&lt;br /&gt;NAIL POLISH TIME.&lt;br /&gt;from orange to violet purple to golden olive.&lt;br /&gt;ooo i got them all. finally.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;cloe got herself 6 colours. too many for me to remember...&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.(dont worry. im just killing you with my toxic lameness)&lt;br /&gt;jen also got herself some skin products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we went to swensens.&lt;br /&gt;(i think you are wondering how come we still can stomach so much food...)&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a sticky chewy chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;before i ate, i quickly ask people if they wanted to eat cos i didnt want to spread my virus to others. lols!&lt;br /&gt;and almost immediately after my question, everybody(excluding clovis. he was busily engrossed with his pokemon diamond game) was pigging at my ice cream. lols!&lt;br /&gt;watashi wa.....HAO REN!&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok backtracking...&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that fries, dipped in ice cream, was good.&lt;br /&gt;taught by cloe:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i know. it sounds disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;i found it disgusting too.&lt;br /&gt;but it isnt that bad once you tried it.&lt;br /&gt;we people must try new things in order to know what is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya so not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed to ah ma's house.&lt;br /&gt;that was when jen started using our nail polish,&lt;br /&gt;relishing every moment using our nail polish to polish hers&lt;br /&gt;haha just exaggerating..&lt;br /&gt;anyways she regretted not buying.&lt;br /&gt;so my mum accompanied her back to west mall to buy the ones she and cloe wanted.&lt;br /&gt;(in the end jen got the wrong one and they went back again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting, we(cloe, me, my sis and clovis)&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;i very&lt;em&gt; xia suay&lt;/em&gt;, never &lt;i&gt;hu&lt;/i&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;everytime im about to &lt;em&gt;chi, &lt;/em&gt;somebody will either &lt;em&gt;pong&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; hu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miaow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my luck came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hu&lt;/i&gt; three times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;gentleman-luck has fallen onto me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of day was ok&lt;br /&gt;redundant to type it all down...&lt;br /&gt;actually i am too lazy to write it down.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;my anger with blogger has wear thinner. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture time. so lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGpT94MhI/AAAAAAAAANc/Nxk2Hs0X5o8/s1600-h/Photo-1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089989679407182354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGpT94MhI/AAAAAAAAANc/Nxk2Hs0X5o8/s320/Photo-1374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excluding the pink ones. count the green ones.&lt;br /&gt;they are the number of plates comsumed by my cousin...CLOVIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGqD94MiI/AAAAAAAAANk/fyylkOF9AKA/s1600-h/Photo-1375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089989692292084258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGqD94MiI/AAAAAAAAANk/fyylkOF9AKA/s320/Photo-1375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;after a round or ten of jenka.&lt;br /&gt;it became like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGqD94MjI/AAAAAAAAANs/VseXc3hTM_Q/s1600-h/Photo-1378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089989692292084274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGqD94MjI/AAAAAAAAANs/VseXc3hTM_Q/s320/Photo-1378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is cloe. hot hot hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the stacked up mahjong tiles.&lt;br /&gt;but the only object you will notice is cloe!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just read this column in &lt;i&gt;seventeen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about this guy saying girls are very obsessed with their looks.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;i agree. in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;girls always stand in front of a mirror, perfecting their hair , clothes before they go.&lt;br /&gt;i mean..which girl likes to look all sloppy outside?&lt;br /&gt;i dont!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know why i am posting this....&lt;br /&gt;i guess im just &lt;i&gt;bo liao&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly away. my hands are worn out.&lt;br /&gt;tyres are flat.&lt;br /&gt;so lame&lt;br /&gt;ok sayonara min-na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____booming and blasting____________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37998030-4506665559138754780?l=o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/feeds/4506665559138754780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37998030&amp;postID=4506665559138754780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4506665559138754780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37998030/posts/default/4506665559138754780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o5-huishiiw0rld.blogspot.com/2007/07/bloody-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>--huishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xqzTvZ9cXU/RqNGpT94MhI/AAAAAAAAANc/Nxk2Hs0X5o8/s72-c/Photo-1374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
