<?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-15004099</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:56:43.118+08:00</updated><category term='Way Interesting'/><category term='Camps'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Daily Rants'/><category term='3A Related'/><category term='Deep Thoughts'/><category term='Be Electrified'/><title type='text'>REI'S    ;D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>565</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7457196447904715888</id><published>2009-03-05T01:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:47:58.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;****UPDATED: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://themakirolls.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;New Bloggie Here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You will be AUTO REDIRECTED. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/Sa682sPBVsI/AAAAAAAAF3o/zSBHtUERwsw/s1600-h/yl10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/Sa682sPBVsI/AAAAAAAAF3o/zSBHtUERwsw/s400/yl10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309388658489513666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello People. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm glad (and super duper delighted) to announce that Rei has moved to a new blog. This is the 567th post and thus concludes the end of funkyangel9220.bs.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for visiting this web. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The new link will be posted up as soon as that place is tided up. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(You all know what an ass Blogger is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love, Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7457196447904715888?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7457196447904715888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7457196447904715888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7457196447904715888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7457196447904715888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/Sa682sPBVsI/AAAAAAAAF3o/zSBHtUERwsw/s72-c/yl10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1842808016139859316</id><published>2009-02-21T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:42:08.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3293273952_5980e7731f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3293273952_5980e7731f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my blog is officially stale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg... I miss my old hair style!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, there's like nothing much to blog and if I do have, I will have to squish everything into one post. Haha. Sounds damn pathetic right. I've reached by blog quota and I cant find a decent URL la. Plus all those that are taken up are growing cobwebs and have million links to the more "updated" blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So hopefully since im like only working 2 times next week, I'll be able to fix this bloggy thingy or else the next time you'll actually see me blogging will be eons later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking which, working is really.... -.-  I'm serious. I'm so not gonna be a part of the F&amp;amp;B industry next time okay. To think that last time i would rather work than study... Mans... Well, at least the people working there are like fine, and I can like get along with my partner (hopefully partner till i quit) well. Haha, its like a jumble of all sorts of poly students there. Every poly except RP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I so love my newly printed polaroid inspired pictures! (:  Not easy okay, especially when my this ancient lappy has nothing inside, not to mention, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO PHOTOSHOP&lt;/span&gt;. Can cry okay. It doesnt even have Imageready which had been my best buddy for like goodnessknowhowlong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so itching to get photoshop once I get my this month's pay plus go eat some jappy food and spluge on some cute jappy stuff. HOHO. Not to mention online shopping. Eh, I'm already saving alot on transportation everyday lor! Rin and I walk from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orchard to Bugis&lt;/span&gt; to save money almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some aunties we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, off to pack my stuff then to worship prac to youth to work to sleep to church again. Long cycle but on the brighter note, I'm really glad to see the churchies again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3292333157_72dfdca697.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3292333157_72dfdca697.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3293276774_ee094abf13.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3293276774_ee094abf13.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;and of course...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3488/3292281933_7e6ae3fd44.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3488/3292281933_7e6ae3fd44.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA. MY other half!&lt;br /&gt;Presenting AN and EL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. Im turning spastic with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1842808016139859316?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1842808016139859316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1842808016139859316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1842808016139859316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1842808016139859316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-my-blog-is-officially-stale.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7488527742895932677</id><published>2009-02-14T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:09:23.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CmTs0bER8Leo4MhZMrakWw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbfwHYqI7I/AAAAAAAAFJs/t4QVEkwC99g/s400/DSC08830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home not too long ago from the Vday BBQ at church. HOHO. The best way to spend your Vday mans! Food was okay only cause didnt really get to eat much but the people made it uber fun. Anw, more to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous post, i mentioned about bombing this place with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TPJ friends photos?&lt;/span&gt; Haha.... okay, maybe its not so possible now cause like I cant get the pictures taken the other day on take-a-photo day with my CG cause like the ones i manage to get from friend are all blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BtCJq-Yg--EZjG4OR6lxAQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 462px; height: 350px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcvxJhZWI/AAAAAAAAFGE/S5q6VPGwpsM/s800/Picture%20001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! we look like MJCians. 09S01! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/njPCmBSakaDBtScWRAKUMg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 348px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcy3TJSQI/AAAAAAAAFGM/7XOx_KMhoA4/s800/Picture%20002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/paBd7jl9iMcUcdN3pyaB8g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 350px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcswET8YI/AAAAAAAAFF8/pKNmHXN-dIE/s800/Picture%20003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my dearies from TPJ (though like I just met them) so Rin and I baked some cookies for Vday and I popped down on Vday eve at 12ish to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, am I glad to meet them though its like over a gate. -.- Felt like I was jail visiting though ironically I'm on the "jail" side. I'm not the only one lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kqmuRBSnr8ONPMqDf1UXTw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcoE0rhOI/AAAAAAAAFFk/Y0utybbq8l4/s400/DSC08750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAS SO GLAD THAT MY CG MATES TURNED UP. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot Cindy though I dunno who will be reading this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my CG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;(09S01)&lt;/span&gt; only like met once and stuff (okay, for me that is), I was AND am so glad that actually bothered to turn up lor. Plus they remembered me and somemore waved/hugged/etc. Some of them even got me stuff okay... *touched*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eh3Hndo0ej_Nx3pQt0FSZg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcl-jdBAI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/XYDGUhwpEgg/s400/DSC08748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09S01!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FRxsuxn4kvcY2uouOpA8fA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcjZJhwWI/AAAAAAAAFFA/sy_gDER8eVs/s400/DSC08745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5NwHo-b2hFLg7Km9UkuUvg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcmwZiufI/AAAAAAAAFFc/UzBbJuN_0U8/s400/DSC08749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My freaking pretty Korean classmate, Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I was uber delighted to see my OG mates too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OG24 YO! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, didnt take a picture with Jolene who got me this really sweet card. Jolene! I will crash TPJ one of these days okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pfwmsuRzmqcVsTeh-gHdDw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbckvyjtnI/AAAAAAAAFFI/dljOcXWk99k/s400/DSC08747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belinda, Dear YingQi and Joseph! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha! Joseph is damn cute to irritate lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you. I cant bear to leave TPJ lor! So many friends (and friend's friends) made here, PLUS! they are true friends, unlike those twofaced ones that you meet else where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other friends there (TK and SAC ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cw8qfaEDzGuyVRJj0w-jHg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbchmNydfI/AAAAAAAAFE4/AE7n-yQZ2MA/s400/DSC08744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;with Syakir and Illyas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2321/194/111/621916005/n621916005_1879161_5204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2321/194/111/621916005/n621916005_1879161_5204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joan, Az, Gabriel - 2C talents. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lR49Gpz1RuVXah3wmAP23g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbcozuD79I/AAAAAAAAFFs/jAhsfqFsN5Q/s400/DSC08751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WeiLing's friends, Rachel and YuNing (i think, who is my tuition friend!) and Jiamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like badly psychoing myself that I'll meet just as nice people in TP. But still.... I really miss the people in TPJ. Nevermind, since these 2 schools are so near, I shall crash TPJ soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma crashing TJ on Monday hopefully! HAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fastforward to today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave out Vday Cookies too at LIVEWIRE! I didnt expect anyone else to be giving since our youth is a little.... conservertive when it comes to this so I didnt prepare for everyone, only for people I'm close to or feel that I should give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service had Family BBQ and the youths frolicked around and later on the remaining few skipped to the beach to play with the sparkles which were like meant for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause most of us were like already high cause of the skipping and Timothy running like mad all the way cause Weitian keep scaring him with the lizard, we ended up doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cNqzx7QHyz0KFjvOlLT8Mw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbfhOxqbvI/AAAAAAAAFHs/XsvMT1YEpYo/s400/DSC08817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and tabs drawing a hearto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Rg5RBua_iCzEvgiJWgPGEA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbfkEfq5SI/AAAAAAAAFIc/QEg9NiKQICY/s400/DSC08820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tISqYXLqBxwMEMSNFKd_oQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbfu6w3ieI/AAAAAAAAFJk/FclRhGmDNwQ/s400/DSC08829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - in tribute to Vday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tDcDPQNadCP0wq_2Vvb5Jg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbgLXVimgI/AAAAAAAAFNU/RTL3SCAkksQ/s400/DSC08858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LIVE - for LIVEWIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... And LOADS LOADS MORE, including our individual names and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL... UPLOADED HERE. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/VDAYChurch#"&gt;(LINK)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa... I've not edited any yet, neither have I photoshopped some names cause they're abit un-seeable. Those, I'll upload when I'm done okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8OmaqaaPH0kkGjIDPMiFtw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbgMYpB5VI/AAAAAAAAFNc/IPVVC7od3tU/s144/DSC08859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVEWIRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L-xKIzFrNt_2z_T6c_PehA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbf_6TMjDI/AAAAAAAAFLo/3SchsOl-x60/s400/DSC08845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7488527742895932677?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7488527742895932677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7488527742895932677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7488527742895932677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7488527742895932677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-happy-valentines-day-people.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZbfwHYqI7I/AAAAAAAAFJs/t4QVEkwC99g/s72-c/DSC08830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6324306300842017788</id><published>2009-02-09T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:44:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300803408560477698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA8nX9tVgI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/K7AE7RWlqPU/s400/P2020133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300803404432777682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA8nIllodI/AAAAAAAAFEI/GC8vbB71S2Y/s400/P2020078edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been one week since I've updated and amazingly enough, tables have turned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont feel like leaving TPJ now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its not even the orienations yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like OMG right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* decisions decisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made so many in the span of like what? One month? From choice of school to appeal choices to combi choices to CCA choices and now choice whether to stay in TPJ or go to TP Business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*HEADACHE*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since the appeal offer is granted to me, I think im going though my heart is kinda stuck at TPJ. The people at TPJ are really fun and kindhearted at the same time. Haha! My OG mates are seriously fun to be with lor!! And I've hardly gotten to know the rest of my CG friends. So far I only know 2 other than the 2 from my OG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300803404807697026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA8nJ--coI/AAAAAAAAFEA/0TXTTBi4OhM/s400/SNC00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some OG24 Girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300800742781432674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA6MNKdM2I/AAAAAAAAFDg/GlNVBWYx3_k/s400/SNC00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YingQi, the first new friend I made in TPJ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enthu Buddy YO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! And I got a Korean girl in my CG. &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING PRETTY I TELL YOU.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm gonna take picture with her tomorrow mans! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be my last day in TPJ lor. *pouts* I really dont mind staying another month plus till poly starts. Especially through this friendship week and orientation lor! Its super fun lah. But right, the TPJ admin is like SOOO RUDE? The other day they screamed at Rin with regards bout her appeal and today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;J: Erm, so can I go for lessons tommorow still cause-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like wth. I've yet to finish my sentence right?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cares. I'm like going for lessons first before I hand up the form after school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw! Today's Hi5 day and tomorrow is the &lt;em&gt;take-a-picture day&lt;/em&gt;. WOOHOO. BEST! Can take picture with all my OG and CG peeps before going off! (: HAHA. And its Kenneth's birthday tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay lah, now with more time on my hands, I guess I can like do something about this blog. Reason why im like not blogging is cause im like reaching my quota soon and I've not blogged about so many things. Haha. Irritating is that I cant find a proper new URL. Like wth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm gonna miss Econs. Like omg. *smacks forehead*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300800741520184514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA6MIdwFMI/AAAAAAAAFDo/QRHSWs2PCKE/s400/SNC00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300800746655572162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA6MbmH4MI/AAAAAAAAFD4/l4NW5QRJD8k/s400/SNC00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess tomorrow I'll bomb this place with my OG/CG pictures (mostly OG i guess lah... I dont know my CG yet. Tmr first and last time seeing them?) Haha. And if possible, I'll like bomb it with my China pics as well. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you guys. I'll miss ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300800740095247250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA6MDKBQ5I/AAAAAAAAFDw/SXkFAcHKLr8/s400/SNC00050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6324306300842017788?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6324306300842017788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6324306300842017788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6324306300842017788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6324306300842017788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-one-week-since-ive-updated-and.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SZA8nX9tVgI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/K7AE7RWlqPU/s72-c/P2020133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6084801914112084534</id><published>2009-02-02T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:21:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/244/6/4/Angry_by_Tarelkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/244/6/4/Angry_by_Tarelkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not fair!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone else is having orientation and having a ball of fun and TPJC is giving us talks the entire day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, butt hurting after sitting for HOURS on the wooden floors of TPJC and listening to the physic teacher going on and on about the different subjects yakky yak yak blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That physics teacher looks and sounds like a chipmunk. I swear. Cute anot... I shant comment on that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know right, its SO awesome that to start a conversation with the people in my OG, all I got to ask is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are you staying or appealing?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and more than often, the answer is the latter. At least 80% of the people are appealing to MJ or somewhere else. For me its NgeeAnnPoly lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i can go on for hours about how bad my first day was but at least my award-winning starting convo qnt gained me some aqquaintances who are in the same boat as me lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As well as the 20 to 30 over TKsians in there and a handful of SAC-ians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that i must blog about this and then should my appeal to NP is successful, I can look back and say "HAIYA. I'm so glad I'm in NP now." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And shit. We're starting lessons on THURS. Like 2 more days of BUTT ACHES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, im going to ask Kenneth how was choir auditions now. See ya. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6084801914112084534?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6084801914112084534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6084801914112084534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6084801914112084534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6084801914112084534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-fair-everyone-else-is-having.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8384474921263817863</id><published>2009-01-31T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:37:06.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAE. WOW. WTH.</title><content type='html'>Okay. Like OMG, I have to report for school on Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding. I'm in &lt;strong&gt;JC&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPJC to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like OMG, I got the shock of my life as the night before I was grinning like an idiot thinking that I got into poly (international business) which is my 1st choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woke up with the SMS from MOE stating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIM YUXIN JOAN is posted to TAMPINES JC (31S).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought it was a prank sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3rd choice leh. 3rd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit lah. So I have to dye back my hair and wear school uni and be a good girl and wake up at an insane 7am and mug and study chinese and what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. MY DARLING RIN IS NOT WITH ME IN TPJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To appeal or not to appeal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I got transportation to school every morn and I'm gonna see Kenneth's face everyday from now on. Hmmmmm... This is highly subjective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8384474921263817863?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8384474921263817863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8384474921263817863&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8384474921263817863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8384474921263817863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/jae-wow-wth.html' title='JAE. WOW. WTH.'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5392096319623821170</id><published>2009-01-27T19:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:42:22.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8L9Kw3HTI/AAAAAAAAFCs/ysO0jT3MmiM/s1600-h/DSC08074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8L9Kw3HTI/AAAAAAAAFCs/ysO0jT3MmiM/s400/DSC08074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295964832300211506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elo Elo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad CNY is somewhat over. Okay lah, the hongbaos collected are quite pathetic cause people dont wanna show up and stuff but at least no more visiting and stoning etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. At least I can go shopping soon (at least to snag a tee or two) and get high over some cute stationaries at Muji or something. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online shopping now is damn boring. With only Victoria Secrets/f21/some beauty sprees on, nothing entices me lor. I like f21 (like duh!) but the stuff online arnt say cheap or very nice either. Victoria Secrets? Errr.. Mostly not my style for now. Me like Wetseal and Threadless stuff. *big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shots from triggerfun with Rin @ Changi Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea why is it SOOOO blur! At first we thought its the "far" lens that Rin brought out but then its not leh! Anyway, CV is a good place to take beach shots cause its deserted yo! Thats where boredom leads you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E6SEReaI/AAAAAAAAFAc/QU9OtlL_SHQ/s1600-h/P1190017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E6SEReaI/AAAAAAAAFAc/QU9OtlL_SHQ/s400/P1190017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295957086139677090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E6k-U0WI/AAAAAAAAFAk/6JjFYDZoYX8/s1600-h/P1190021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E6k-U0WI/AAAAAAAAFAk/6JjFYDZoYX8/s400/P1190021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295957091215004002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8F0PB43zI/AAAAAAAAFBc/oYJhKOjPnPQ/s1600-h/P1190042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8F0PB43zI/AAAAAAAAFBc/oYJhKOjPnPQ/s400/P1190042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295958081756782386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some JUMP SEA action. (direct trans from chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E66Znk0I/AAAAAAAAFA0/XRENg5CHwpQ/s1600-h/P1190024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E66Znk0I/AAAAAAAAFA0/XRENg5CHwpQ/s400/P1190024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295957096966624066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E607I3CI/AAAAAAAAFAs/t_2XV9GkGbI/s1600-h/P1190023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8E607I3CI/AAAAAAAAFAs/t_2XV9GkGbI/s400/P1190023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295957095496604706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;momo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8FzomrqkI/AAAAAAAAFBE/TykY_GeBDBk/s1600-h/P1190061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8FzomrqkI/AAAAAAAAFBE/TykY_GeBDBk/s400/P1190061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295958071442123330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8Fzz5BOoI/AAAAAAAAFBM/9iAiqSvHlSI/s1600-h/P1190063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8Fzz5BOoI/AAAAAAAAFBM/9iAiqSvHlSI/s400/P1190063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295958074471824002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to be spaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8Fz35Rs0I/AAAAAAAAFBU/isllLibEqxw/s1600-h/P1190065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8Fz35Rs0I/AAAAAAAAFBU/isllLibEqxw/s400/P1190065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295958075546645314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8F0T830PI/AAAAAAAAFBk/-KCYcINERQE/s1600-h/P1190071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8F0T830PI/AAAAAAAAFBk/-KCYcINERQE/s400/P1190071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295958083077918962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely heart the blue blue blue sky! DAMN PRETTAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Got alot more of this kinda shots but I'll just put 2 for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_DOfpvI/AAAAAAAAFBs/-jPwdr8DyTk/s1600-h/P1190076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_DOfpvI/AAAAAAAAFBs/-jPwdr8DyTk/s400/P1190076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960466590246642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still think Rin looks like the actress from Witch Yoo Hee leh!! Agree???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_iiL65I/AAAAAAAAFB8/EvJHq5SR8F4/s1600-h/P1190080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_iiL65I/AAAAAAAAFB8/EvJHq5SR8F4/s400/P1190080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960474994338706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_uXCu0I/AAAAAAAAFB0/6TZXKtvp0UI/s1600-h/P1190077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H_uXCu0I/AAAAAAAAFB0/6TZXKtvp0UI/s400/P1190077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960478168824642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H__yHfWI/AAAAAAAAFCE/cW1Uv7wFgF4/s1600-h/P1190083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8H__yHfWI/AAAAAAAAFCE/cW1Uv7wFgF4/s400/P1190083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960482845785442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8IANjqdvI/AAAAAAAAFCM/-g4ZAfBka9s/s1600-h/P1190089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8IANjqdvI/AAAAAAAAFCM/-g4ZAfBka9s/s400/P1190089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960486543259378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8K6G_BF_I/AAAAAAAAFCU/16NQBDKOcsw/s1600-h/P1190106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8K6G_BF_I/AAAAAAAAFCU/16NQBDKOcsw/s400/P1190106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963680234608626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8K6cYJJNI/AAAAAAAAFCc/2JWPCjrB9Ks/s1600-h/P1190122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8K6cYJJNI/AAAAAAAAFCc/2JWPCjrB9Ks/s400/P1190122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963685977138386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8PJ8m0yII/AAAAAAAAFC0/C_zpk6ts6ao/s1600-h/P1190145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8PJ8m0yII/AAAAAAAAFC0/C_zpk6ts6ao/s400/P1190145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295968350373202050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more with Rin being Unglam (thus not here) and me being Bimbotic doing the DODO dance. LOL. I think next time we'll look back on these photos and go "walao. damn embarrassing and so gay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this up with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tagged from Mich:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;- Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;- Bold the five-ten qualities that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;- Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months under a lj-cut.&lt;br /&gt;- Tag 5 people from your friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated.&lt;/span&gt; Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically (??) and mentally. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firm Standpoint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;Needs no motivation.&lt;/s&gt; Easily consoled. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Systematic (left brain).&lt;/span&gt; Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. &lt;s&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck.&lt;/s&gt; Good imagination. &lt;s&gt;Good physical. Weak breathing. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;Loves literature and&lt;/s&gt; the art&lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves traveling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dislike being at home.&lt;/span&gt; Restless. &lt;s&gt;Not having many children.&lt;/s&gt; Hardworking. High spirited. &lt;s&gt;Spendthrift. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`My madeup &lt;a href="http://pherenal.livejournal.com/147377.html#cutid1"&gt;LJCUT&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me tagging AVY,CYN,JOEY,TIMLIM,JINYI &amp;amp;SHAUN&lt;br /&gt;(I know its 6 people but people always dont do one! :( So put more lorrr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5392096319623821170?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5392096319623821170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5392096319623821170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5392096319623821170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5392096319623821170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/elo-elo.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SX8L9Kw3HTI/AAAAAAAAFCs/ysO0jT3MmiM/s72-c/DSC08074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8688855997039736698</id><published>2009-01-25T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:52:01.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imma only 8 posts away (excluding this) from my targetted 567 posts and my new blog isnt anywhere near ready for posting. The site URL isnt even secured in the first place. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy CNY to you guys reading&lt;/span&gt;. Fortunately and unfortunately (for others but not for me) CNY this year is only like 2 days? Hoho! Less visiting though less redpackets. I can imagine all the aunties and uncles asking me how I did for O levels. I also dunno how to reply them lah. Irony is that CNY holidays are like the longest public holiday we have in Singapore (heard that in China or Taiwan its like 5 days?! wth?!) and we all take opportunity to get out of the country/not celebrate the event. Unlike Christmas whereby everyone celebrates it (or at least majority) and we have only one public holiday. Should make it like 5 days or something right? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's birthday is tomrrow too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Bday Little Brother. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfnoted that I must post the picture taken the other day with the NP girls quick or else Jinyi will say I take forever to post my pictures. (not true okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP outing&lt;/span&gt;: HELL LOAD FUN. Eh. Got NP chalet coming up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDDix4wVI/AAAAAAAAE_c/Xm8754IPOSc/s1600-h/DSC08359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDDix4wVI/AAAAAAAAE_c/Xm8754IPOSc/s400/DSC08359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251358779752786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP GIRLS. (:&lt;/span&gt; (missing Fatin.)&lt;br /&gt;We all look different here for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH. Must take with the guys next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDD9IqXwI/AAAAAAAAE_k/1vP6-ZMoni0/s1600-h/DSC08358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDD9IqXwI/AAAAAAAAE_k/1vP6-ZMoni0/s400/DSC08358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251365854600962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not this kind thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDD4R4WLI/AAAAAAAAE_s/oDRTDNyyuE8/s1600-h/DSC08351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDD4R4WLI/AAAAAAAAE_s/oDRTDNyyuE8/s400/DSC08351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251364551088306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bowling. KFC@Kallang. Movie (Love Matters. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMGWTHDAMNGAY&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its the fuzzy warm feeling that tells you're somewhere you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND! I got my CAP!&lt;/span&gt; WOOHOOOO. I look for damn long okay. In the end I went to the shop Samuel got his. Okay, wth but I didnt intend to get the same one as him mah. Plus they had like only 2 designs. This plain one i got or Samuel's one. Didnt want to have a "couple" hat so... went for the plain one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDERUk9bI/AAAAAAAAE_0/tOjQNiOOVZU/s1600-h/DSC08484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDERUk9bI/AAAAAAAAE_0/tOjQNiOOVZU/s400/DSC08484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251371273287090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pls ignore this camwhore photo for me. I'm not professional in camwhoring, fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My Cap. Woots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8688855997039736698?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8688855997039736698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8688855997039736698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8688855997039736698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8688855997039736698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/imma-only-8-posts-away-excluding-this.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXyDDix4wVI/AAAAAAAAE_c/Xm8754IPOSc/s72-c/DSC08359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1138679773043855033</id><published>2009-01-21T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:57:11.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/01; future plans?</title><content type='html'>So... its the first 21st of the year. Time has indeed teleported and it has been a year since I started my every-21st-must-blog routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing much to blog about leh, actually. Like other than my really lagging Beijing trip which now i intend to shorten everything into 1 post and a whole load of pictures, there really isnt much interesting things for me to blog already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN FACT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be flying off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY to KOREA&lt;/span&gt; if the tour groups werent close. Meaning I can miss CNY! (Which sadly, i have to attend to now.) WALAOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to topic. So I guess I'll just tell you my future plans bah and end it off which all my foodie pictures to set your tummys rummbling. Eh! My cell leaders can bake, what makes you think i cant cook huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I've submitted my JAE near a week ago and currently waiting for the results which are going to be out on the 30th of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Choices:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. International Business at NgeeAnnPoly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Meridian Junior Collage (science)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tampinese Junior Collage (science)&lt;br /&gt;4. Business Studies at NgeeAnnPoly&lt;br /&gt;5. Product and Design Innovation at NgeeAnnPoly&lt;br /&gt;6. Catholic Junior Collage (science)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and the rest are not necessary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause plainly, I believe by the 4th or 5th choice, I'll definitely get in already. I put CJC at the 6th so that Tim Ng will be happy that I chose his school and didnt but SAJC. But of course, if I could make it for SAJC, it would be 2nd place on my list, or else first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping I'll either get my 1st or 2nd choice, which would both be a miracle if I get in. Apparently, I made it this way cause I've really no idea which lifestyle (Poly OR JC) would be better for me. So let God choose for me lor. Like if I get into MJC, it would really be God's choice for me already. My points are like 3 pnts away from last year's COP leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from Poly, I hope i'll get a scholarship and then maybe to my dream overseas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uni&lt;/span&gt; (JAPAN! :DDDD) And maybe get a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; by then since I'm planning to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;engaged&lt;/span&gt; to someone by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; years old. Dating will be at least 3 to 5 years? OH! And the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt; will be at the beach during sunset or in Japan! ((: Of course, I'll need to have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secure career&lt;/span&gt; and my boyfriend-aka-prospect-bf will need to have a secure (and preferably higher paying and comfortable) job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideology of being a mother is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0.0&lt;/span&gt; for me now. People sometimes ask me "AIYO. Why you dont like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids?&lt;/span&gt; They like you leh. You dont intend to have some next time meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, maybe my motherly instincts will pop out someday and I'll googoogaga over kids but as of now, I only like Myanmar kiddies. Next time, 2 will do please. I'm not like some human making factory. Of course, depending on my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. I cant believe I just drafted out my current ideal life. Tentitively though. All subject to changes under God's supervision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, with regards to my bento-making...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED WITH FLYING COLOURS OKAYYY!!! See how cute my food are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bento #1&lt;/span&gt; (made within 30 mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGlCkuZtI/AAAAAAAAE7c/IFFSiVhhqmc/s1600-h/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGlCkuZtI/AAAAAAAAE7c/IFFSiVhhqmc/s400/DSC00169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129332878206674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGoBqPhYI/AAAAAAAAE70/lZRWkEpElJE/s1600-h/DSC00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGoBqPhYI/AAAAAAAAE70/lZRWkEpElJE/s400/DSC00172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129384172520834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGlr9ovQI/AAAAAAAAE7k/WWJKRAIMJbg/s1600-h/DSC00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGlr9ovQI/AAAAAAAAE7k/WWJKRAIMJbg/s400/DSC00170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129343988546818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGoTqt_2I/AAAAAAAAE78/AMXnX5ZCcxM/s1600-h/DSC00173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGoTqt_2I/AAAAAAAAE78/AMXnX5ZCcxM/s400/DSC00173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129389006356322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bento #2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQKeV6KI/AAAAAAAAE88/tn8dypnpIDA/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQKeV6KI/AAAAAAAAE88/tn8dypnpIDA/s400/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294132272756549794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute! Mini Onigiri-s done by Rin Rin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJPxJ6emI/AAAAAAAAE80/SI7eRuvRPYw/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJPxJ6emI/AAAAAAAAE80/SI7eRuvRPYw/s400/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294132265959979618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQxxidUI/AAAAAAAAE9M/rfcjbjRU81s/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQxxidUI/AAAAAAAAE9M/rfcjbjRU81s/s400/DSC00206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294132283306046786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQYK1wFI/AAAAAAAAE9E/kOwMO6NV4ew/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJQYK1wFI/AAAAAAAAE9E/kOwMO6NV4ew/s400/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294132276432846930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Shogayaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last raved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Strawberryandcreamandcondensedmilk&lt;/span&gt; dessert,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHoiK79FI/AAAAAAAAE8U/950hpLYyGjA/s1600-h/P1030536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHoiK79FI/AAAAAAAAE8U/950hpLYyGjA/s400/P1030536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130492411212882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHoEyadbI/AAAAAAAAE8M/FCmpy_N5am8/s1600-h/P1030535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHoEyadbI/AAAAAAAAE8M/FCmpy_N5am8/s400/P1030535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130484523726258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJPt2mWiI/AAAAAAAAE8s/E2-OQLRIQSM/s1600-h/P1030544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiJPt2mWiI/AAAAAAAAE8s/E2-OQLRIQSM/s400/P1030544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294132265073662498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHpZakyaI/AAAAAAAAE8k/LxVEFqYMUrc/s1600-h/P1030538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHpZakyaI/AAAAAAAAE8k/LxVEFqYMUrc/s400/P1030538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130507240753570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHpMCRsDI/AAAAAAAAE8c/jkC0WuwnTtA/s1600-h/P1030537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiHpMCRsDI/AAAAAAAAE8c/jkC0WuwnTtA/s400/P1030537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130503649177650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1138679773043855033?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1138679773043855033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1138679773043855033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1138679773043855033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1138679773043855033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html' title='21/01; future plans?'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXiGlCkuZtI/AAAAAAAAE7c/IFFSiVhhqmc/s72-c/DSC00169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2214715219057582660</id><published>2009-01-21T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:11:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello people. Will update here later cause Nicole's here to pass me the photos. HAHA. Yea, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the link for the HEART.SOUL.MIND.STRENGTH PHOTOSHOOT. DAY1 and DAY2 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqoTylEBTE/AAAAAAAAE2c/sgBFMHVnW58/s160-c/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Heart.Soul.Mind.Strength PHOTOSHOOT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT02?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqopFKfZOE/AAAAAAAAExw/WXZuIgEYRRw/s160-c/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT02.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT02?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Heart.Soul.Mind.Strength PHOTOSHOOT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2214715219057582660?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2214715219057582660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2214715219057582660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2214715219057582660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2214715219057582660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqoTylEBTE/AAAAAAAAE2c/sgBFMHVnW58/s72-c/HeartSoulMindStrengthPHOTOSHOOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5476028657769666981</id><published>2009-01-20T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:03:07.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My lappy is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously pissed&lt;/span&gt; at me, i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nearly 16,000 photos inside (not to mention i just spring cleaned it the other day) and 2000 songs in my itunes, it is refusing to open my SD card in the card reader drive. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picasa is lagging like madness and Imageready closes by itself.    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lappy makes noise by itself too. Like Itunes can miraculously start up by itself and the USB port sound thingy keeps going on and off like in the middle of the night. I dont off Lappy cause it will take ages to start it up again so it just goes into either Stand by or Hibenation mode. Waste energy, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its currently under constant lifeline (my charger) and oh! did i mention it can start up by itself too? Thank goodness it cant unlock itself yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rin calls lappy alive. Well, I guess everything in my room is like somewhat alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lappy, please dont be pissed with me anymore. I know your SHIFT button isnt exactly working but deal with it yea? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and I got another 100+ pictures waiting for you from today's trigger-fun with RinRin at Changi Village so please lets be in harmony okay?&lt;/span&gt; I promise I'll find your harddisk soul mate soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Your owner Joanie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5476028657769666981?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5476028657769666981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5476028657769666981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5476028657769666981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5476028657769666981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-lappy-is-seriously-pissed-at-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-634650037961624418</id><published>2009-01-19T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:53:10.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its all your fault Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want another photoshoot after Nicole showed me &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZZ3-T7nAPU"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;. The pictures are so so so so nice lah! :(  Honestly, I love couple shots cause they are so emotive! HOHO. I think those that arnt couples can do the job but those that are bring out the feelings even better. You know, the "feelings" in the eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp7Cg3vdI/AAAAAAAAE58/00ZXFH3KINE/s1600-h/DSC_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp7Cg3vdI/AAAAAAAAE58/00ZXFH3KINE/s400/DSC_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831187586760146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp68mJRaI/AAAAAAAAE50/oL2Ds1fo19U/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp68mJRaI/AAAAAAAAE50/oL2Ds1fo19U/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831185998267810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp7aMmnaI/AAAAAAAAE6E/uiIHxzBmV48/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp7aMmnaI/AAAAAAAAE6E/uiIHxzBmV48/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831193944202658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp76eMVQI/AAAAAAAAE6M/JOcLFT41Mok/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp76eMVQI/AAAAAAAAE6M/JOcLFT41Mok/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831202607912194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a pity I'm advised not to put too much of other people's face here but well... i guess its okay lah. Right? As long no unglam ones. If not I will feel very narcissist leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole told me to go find a guy to do that photoshoot with me. *sigh* Any volunteers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure, we want to do a masquarade one soon! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad news for my elderly comp here. More photos, not to mention I'm not done with the previous batch. Its rare for me to drag designing projects for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the topic of photoshoots, i would LOVE to take a run-away-bride inspired one. HOHO. Nicole says my ideas are weird. Where got lor. Then she shows me &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWQJUP9QJK8"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole, I still love you and your camera. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take such nice photos that other people compliment them too!&lt;br /&gt;Arigato Gozaimas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-634650037961624418?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/634650037961624418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=634650037961624418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/634650037961624418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/634650037961624418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-your-fault-nicole-now-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SXPp7Cg3vdI/AAAAAAAAE58/00ZXFH3KINE/s72-c/DSC_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1263572589961804276</id><published>2009-01-17T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:44:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc23.deviantart.com/fs20/f/2007/307/e/4/fall_by_sunshineandgasoline.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 274px;" src="http://fc23.deviantart.com/fs20/f/2007/307/e/4/fall_by_sunshineandgasoline.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think i'll just fall for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gobbled up my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;strawberry&amp;amp;cream&amp;amp;condensed milk&lt;/span&gt; dessert thingy which I just made up and its DELISH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. And its SOOO cute lah. Its a pity that my camera's batt is flat. I'll make sure i'll post one pic of it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past days had been nuterella. I never knew choosing school can be such a pain in the butt. JC? Poly? Chances of getting in? Friends? Points? AIYO. This system should just change and make it a straight route like from primary school to secondary school and from there, its just a matter of how good the school is. Okay, I think i'll get shot for saying this but really! Its such a BIG headache for people like me who has NO IDEA whether JC or Poly is better for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a combination of Poly and JC. Like flexi timing + home clothes + JC style of lessons. Okay, i just realised that sounds like UNI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im going to chiong all the designing projects (YES. IM STILL NOT DONE WITH THEM AND THEY GET MULITPLYING LIKE FREAKING RODENTS. I DEMAND PAY! okay, im joking) during this 2 weeks I have left before the results come out so just incase I end up in JC, I will have more time to study. (Yes, im gonna study.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I've taken up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bento making&lt;/span&gt;. WOOHOO. My first bento set for Lin and I was a success okay. Honestly, its damn fun. Never can imagine me cooking? Now you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heart Jason Mraz songs. You and I Both is ringing in my head these days. Oh, and Beegee's How Deep Is Your Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1263572589961804276?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1263572589961804276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1263572589961804276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1263572589961804276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1263572589961804276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-ill-just-fall-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2158828008601735774</id><published>2009-01-15T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:09:28.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHNOOSSEEEEEEE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to decide where to go! :(  JC or POLY?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! Shut one door please!&lt;br /&gt;But thankyou God, no matter what results you gave me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2158828008601735774?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2158828008601735774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2158828008601735774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2158828008601735774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2158828008601735774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohnoosseeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3139773314861241460</id><published>2009-01-12T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:42:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really dont wish to blog about my results. Dont know why but well, I guess its best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But judging from my results (here's a clue to all of you curious buggers), there are only a few choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. I can go JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. I can go poly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sadly, I dont have a large variety of JC to choose from and I'm not say very interested in JC on a whole other than Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither am I very interested in Poly cause... there are 2 courses that have caught my attention and only 1 that I think I may have the passion in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Since im neither interested in 1 and 2, I've decided to have solution no. 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not ITE or studying abroad.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;married&lt;/span&gt; then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWtrF__hQNI/AAAAAAAAE4o/e0HHbUZH1kU/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWtrF__hQNI/AAAAAAAAE4o/e0HHbUZH1kU/s400/DSC_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290439938098151634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I dont have the money to advertise on tomorrow's newspaper headlines, I shall do it here. Then I dont need to choose which institute to head to cause well, then I can be a taitai and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who's interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sign up by commenting with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Name&lt;br /&gt;-HP number&lt;br /&gt;-Height (too tall i dont want. make me feel shorter)&lt;br /&gt;-Birthday&lt;br /&gt;-Specialty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thankyou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay lah, im just joking.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3139773314861241460?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3139773314861241460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3139773314861241460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3139773314861241460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3139773314861241460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-dont-wish-to-blog-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWtrF__hQNI/AAAAAAAAE4o/e0HHbUZH1kU/s72-c/DSC_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2978263922570698459</id><published>2009-01-12T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:57:49.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Collecting results in a few hours time. :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly nervewrecked but at the same time fairly anxious over what kind of digit will appear on the slip of paper. Honestly, I look very chilled over it and not fretting all over like a hamster in a bucket of water but i think its more like i dont know how to express it? More worried about what school am i going to next cause my choices are still really vague, unlike others who have already made up their mind on their destined JC or Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, no point typing all these now cause eventually, God is in control and I guess whatever He gives me is leading me to the path He wants me to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, please dont expect me to message you my results once I get them. Haha, my first instincts will be to either scream or i'll just keep quiet. Sms or call me if you want to know ya? Pray that I do well yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! To put my mind off the results, I spent the entire night yesterday and morning today to edit ALL my photos, ever since Christmas. Like near a thousand. Edit until pengsang lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT I LOVE THE ONES TAKEN AT THE PHOTOSHOOT YESTERDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are SOOO nice that I told Nicole (my darling photographer who is hardly ever pissed at the people posing) that I was smiling and laughing to myself as I was browsing and looking through the photos lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, I hardly do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that cooperated and helped for the photoshoot! ARIGATO GOZAIMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and I did our blog header picture too. Hoho. I'm amused with the end products of them. Nothing like I had expected. But still, awesome pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll quickly upload some here before Rin comes over to have lunch and get ready to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF REMINDER: MUST COLLECT OUR DAMN TROPHEYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that want the photos, feel free to ask me for the link okay? Its on my Picasa (photo) webbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, all posted here are mostly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;candids&lt;/span&gt; with a few for my blogskin. None from the actual shoot cause well... lets keep the suspense till the actual products are out yea? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqr6csgoiI/AAAAAAAAEuA/3Fayw9npqMc/s720/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 543px; height: 362px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqr6csgoiI/AAAAAAAAEuA/3Fayw9npqMc/s720/DSC_0323.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello. Meet LIVEWIRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrseH9WnI/AAAAAAAAEsU/rlEwQAfGal4/s720/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 544px; height: 363px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrseH9WnI/AAAAAAAAEsU/rlEwQAfGal4/s720/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at DawnDawn! It looks like she's in another country lah! Model yo.  My faves too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqsUJ0sTYI/AAAAAAAAEwk/MmmjC2t4fJY/s720/DSC_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 542px; height: 361px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqsUJ0sTYI/AAAAAAAAEwk/MmmjC2t4fJY/s720/DSC_0347.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another of my faves but people keep commenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqqEvtb0BI/AAAAAAAAEig/QByGuVeTp-I/s640/DSC08282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 545px; height: 408px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqqEvtb0BI/AAAAAAAAEig/QByGuVeTp-I/s640/DSC08282.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Timothy: YO! I'm COOOLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weitian: Not again. Ew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqprFRZPuI/AAAAAAAAEgM/rmRRhUhLsvU/s640/DSC08260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 545px; height: 408px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqprFRZPuI/AAAAAAAAEgM/rmRRhUhLsvU/s640/DSC08260.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yiyi &amp;amp; Joanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrfm0HC2I/AAAAAAAAEq4/OsOcGruUOJI/s720/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 543px; height: 363px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrfm0HC2I/AAAAAAAAEq4/OsOcGruUOJI/s720/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrQ20hjwI/AAAAAAAAEpY/MeuncDRStK4/s720/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 538px; height: 357px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrQ20hjwI/AAAAAAAAEpY/MeuncDRStK4/s720/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is one of Nic's fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrXL9p7nI/AAAAAAAAEqI/7uJLzqLId9E/s512/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqrXL9p7nI/AAAAAAAAEqI/7uJLzqLId9E/s512/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel! WOOTS WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqru8-wLuI/AAAAAAAAEsk/KN8-3osFw-8/s512/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqru8-wLuI/AAAAAAAAEsk/KN8-3osFw-8/s512/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqphQlXrtI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/XAedUyMcDdo/s512/DSC08251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqphQlXrtI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/XAedUyMcDdo/s512/DSC08251.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, my favorite one!&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;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqsXZGVs_I/AAAAAAAAEw0/WotZglwAyG4/s512/DSC_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqsXZGVs_I/AAAAAAAAEw0/WotZglwAyG4/s512/DSC_0350.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 hours till collecting of results yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2978263922570698459?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2978263922570698459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2978263922570698459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2978263922570698459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2978263922570698459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/collecting-results-in-few-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SWqr6csgoiI/AAAAAAAAEuA/3Fayw9npqMc/s72-c/DSC_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8677193414987125274</id><published>2009-01-09T03:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:49:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc52.deviantart.com/fs38/f/2008/339/9/0/Is_this_Love_by_aNdikapatRya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 324px;" src="http://fc52.deviantart.com/fs38/f/2008/339/9/0/Is_this_Love_by_aNdikapatRya.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(posting this pic cause I LOVE THE COLOURS OF THIS PIC!! OMGEEZ!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I'm posting at this unGodly hour not because of i-cannot-sleep-because-im-so-nervous-about-o-levels-results but because i've no mood to? Haha, this i never knew. I thought sleeping was... a natural process that happens after 10 minutes into a lecture/lesson whatever. *edited @ 3.55am///And I realise I have to wake up by 8.30am. *GASP* Not eyebags again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up in Facebook, a place I've not visited in ages. The only reason I would actually go there once in a while is to either clear all the stupid alerts they are sending and clogging my email or to stalk people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You didnt know stalking is my part time hobby? Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, over this short 2 months or so, quite a number of people from TK changed. Hair, face, character and maybe even existence. I think im one that disappeared cause I'd hardly stepped out of the house much WHICH IS SO UNLIKE ME. Other than that, other people like SAC people changed quite alot too. Not that it actually bothers me but well, thats what a stalker does.&lt;br /&gt;(joking joking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wish that MOE suddentely deletes the results by mistake or someone bugged their systems so the date of release will be pushed back. Seriously, I've NO FRIGGING IDEA where im heading to. JC or POLY? Both stand a 50-50 chance now. (I cant believe it. can you? I'm actually giving JC a chance. *GASP!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont know what I'm expecting either. I've never seen my L1R5 under 20 so it makes me wonder what kind of score will I see. Will I see it on the screen? Or will I see it only in prints? Rin's results are quite given. It'll be on screen. Mine leh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, please let it be on screen too.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I dont want to melt away due to anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*  XP, can i borrow your brains for awhile? I need higher capacity for such critical thinking. Your H3 Bio can wait ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for all you know, you guys might just see me in &lt;a href="http://fc64.deviantart.com/fs30/i/2008/167/2/7/Free_Hugs_by_cbyboy91.jpg"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; next month. But then again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, of course, a wearable version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8677193414987125274?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8677193414987125274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8677193414987125274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8677193414987125274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8677193414987125274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2157450241593177712</id><published>2009-01-05T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:33:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2157450241593177712?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2157450241593177712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2157450241593177712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2157450241593177712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2157450241593177712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3388614409667359729</id><published>2009-01-05T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:31:36.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有时,是这么难做人&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;但不只做人难, 而做为自己更加难.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       为什么呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友? 信任? 我自己也不清楚了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        有时,就是想放弃.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3388614409667359729?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3388614409667359729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3388614409667359729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3388614409667359729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3388614409667359729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3921702455937662491</id><published>2009-01-04T20:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:49:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc82.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/036/e/e/snow_by_babakch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 379px;" src="http://fc82.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/036/e/e/snow_by_babakch2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I tell you, I really am very bad when it comes to people tagging me stuff. Not only I forget but I take super long to complete them cause for a simple reason, there's no end to the tagging! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a super nice person *ahem*, I shall complete 2 today, one from Samuel long long time ago and one from Shaun (HOHO.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samuel's&lt;/span&gt; first, since it was SOOO long time ago lah! (sorry samuel!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"According to your age, list down the number of things that most people don't know about you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao! this isnt fair. I'm 17 this year cause its 2009 already! I refuse to do 17. So its 16 for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.  My life is centered around the number 21.&lt;br /&gt;02.  I got 11 fingers (and thus I have 21 fingers and toes! XD )&lt;br /&gt;03.  I am a shoe size 33 or 3 or 2.5. People know I have small feet but they have no idea its this small.&lt;br /&gt;04.  I'm a horrible person to share a bed with. I have a queen sized bed but everything on it falls off by morning.&lt;br /&gt;05.  I really dislike soft toys, with only one or two exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;06.  I love being organized but i'm horribly messy when it comes to my room&lt;br /&gt;07.  I was a ballerina, at least grade 4 to 5 hor!&lt;br /&gt;08.  I cant stand greasy or oily or sticky stuff.&lt;br /&gt;09.  I must bathe just before sleeping at night.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Sour over sweet! :D&lt;br /&gt;11.  My first best friend was a guy.&lt;br /&gt;12.  I like geeky &amp;amp; clean cut guys! So cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;13.  I'm anti Taiwanese actresses. They're annoying.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I recognise people by their smell!&lt;br /&gt;15.  I love sunsets. Very nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;16.  I'm just so cute. (I CANT THINK ANYMORE)   okay lah. I'm quite a techy.  But no where near Alex's standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe that was so hard to think out. I was stuck at 8 already lah. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shaun's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Relationship between you and him?&lt;br /&gt;NP mate, Anything Goes member yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your 5 impressions of him?&lt;br /&gt;Big, Hilarious (not him, his sense of humor), Charismatic, Friendly, errr... LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If he becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Send him to some 24/7 body building &amp;amp; slimming regime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What would you say to the person you like very much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style25"&gt;When God made you, he was showing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Edit:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="style25"&gt;See these keys? I wish I had the one to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Characteristics I like about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Organize! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Characteristics I hate about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Too straightforward i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Er. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What do the people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;They feel taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your crush(es)?&lt;br /&gt;my hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass this to 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;1. Avy&lt;br /&gt;2. Mich&lt;br /&gt;3. Joey (Joel Fan)&lt;br /&gt;4. Samuel&lt;br /&gt;5. Jinyi&lt;br /&gt;6. Benny!&lt;br /&gt;7. Renee&lt;br /&gt;8. Tim Ng&lt;br /&gt;9. Azri&lt;br /&gt;10. Tim Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were together?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr... No. They are straight. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who does 5 like?&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What colour does 9 like?&lt;br /&gt;PINK? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Say something about 8.&lt;br /&gt;His pillow smells nice! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who is 2?&lt;br /&gt;Church and childhood friend till now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Talk about 3.&lt;br /&gt;My cute japanese co-partner! NINJA YO.  His smile is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who's no 10 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Joel. *hands down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who's the sexiest among all 10?&lt;br /&gt;Its a close fight between Samuel and Tim Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What colour does 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Either brown or green or red or green i think. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. He has like 3 wives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your relationship with no.1?&lt;br /&gt;Church friend and my darling YIYI. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are 5&amp;amp;6 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Not best. But very good friends im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no.9 surname?&lt;br /&gt;Veerajaya Muthusamy Barjatnam Singh s/o Vijay Kusami Ravinderatnam Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-7's nickname?&lt;br /&gt;RONNY REDHEAD, aka RENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Say something to 8.&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY. HE IS MINE OKAY. Dont steal ah Timothy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Say something to 9.&lt;br /&gt;Dont bring your future pet anywhere near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who does 1 admire?&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. Someone I know I think. Not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Where does 1 live?&lt;br /&gt;In Hougang i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-10 of them know who you like?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Say something to 6 when you see her/him?&lt;br /&gt;YO fellow small eyed buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-10's spouse?&lt;br /&gt;His best friend as well. Tim thinks his best friend is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;(okay, joking joking. I know they are very good friends. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHH. Im free from tags! Damn long to do okay. Aiya, but since im so free... zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth,Xw,Xp are going to Japan on tues.... EHHHHHH. Im envious! :(  Kenneth, pack me along leh.  I want to go see the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3921702455937662491?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3921702455937662491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3921702455937662491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3921702455937662491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3921702455937662491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8022117710899028246</id><published>2009-01-02T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:00:34.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont celebrate 1st Jan but i celebrate 2nd Jan this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THIS IS THE FIRST YEAR THAT IM NOT IN SCHOOL ON 2ND JAN. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots man. Hohoho! Too bad for those in Secondary &amp;amp; Primary school, few years more for you guys. Feels good to wake up knowing that there are people in school studying (and counting down to recess) while you're cuddled up in your blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also partially sucks when you wake up and realise that there isnt much for you to do, or people to go out with.   *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2nd Jan to O level grads anw. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8022117710899028246?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8022117710899028246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8022117710899028246&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8022117710899028246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8022117710899028246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-celebrate-1st-jan-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2792916653857127132</id><published>2009-01-01T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:59:36.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, really happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed as though 2008 hadnt been too great a year for most people. Not only financially i guess. Heard quite a number of testimonies last night at the watchnight service and realised that almost all of them are talking about how the year 2008 hadnt been an easy or great one but it was due to God that helped them make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a hunch that the years to come isnt going to be that fantabulous as the years in the past. Second coming is near, I dont reckon that life would be just as jolly as the past anymore. But of course, that without God yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wasnt able to reach the 567 i aimed for and neither have I made a new blog OR blogskin. Geez. Still in the midst of getting the youth shirt, logo and other stuff done before i actually start on my one designing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very glad that XpXwKenNatNic is back from Aussie. They look kinda different, especially when they came in with their dressing the Aussie style. At least we wont be short of people when it comes to musicians though XpXwKen will be flying off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt; real soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nandaiyoooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea when results are coming out and not at all excited to get it. Not scared, just dreading to make the decision of JC or Poly cause i've simply NO idea what institution to go. Both are kinda fine cause in the end, its all about your mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've been stuck at home for several days already and mind you, thats a great accomplishment. Never have I been able to stay at home the entire day for 2 days consecutively. Maybe its just the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Im motivated to at least finish my Beijing posts before I move to another blog. Hopefully new blog by January yea. Dunno how I'm going to do that but yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mata-ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yuki,aishiteru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2792916653857127132?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2792916653857127132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2792916653857127132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2792916653857127132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2792916653857127132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-people-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1288474630412946126</id><published>2008-12-28T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:47:04.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVeo_YknGfI/AAAAAAAAEZU/G0JUEd3W0tw/s1600-h/20080714202205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVeo_YknGfI/AAAAAAAAEZU/G0JUEd3W0tw/s400/20080714202205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878494623799794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tired tired tired! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been seeing church peeps &lt;s&gt;too&lt;/s&gt; rather often these days! Will be seeing tabs&amp;amp;sam on Mon and tues, well, at least thats the plan. Then maybe shopping with Avy &amp;amp; Darren on wednesday, and watchnight service at night. Following that there's service on Sat and Sun. OH. But i dont mind meeting the rest on thurs cause by then XpXwKenNatNic gang would be back already!        :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the last 2 days was spent with Mich's, Uncle Herman's and my family in M'sia to check out the next year's June campsite. The adults are in the committee thus the crowd. I can say its pretty good alright. Nice big pool, slides, beach (not too fabulous though), field, decent rooms. Since its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle approved&lt;/span&gt;, it should be almighty fine. One thing I dont like though is the flies and mosquitoes. Went to the field and the mosquitoes had christmas buffet lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo sweet lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complimentary dinner. ALACARTE style baby! :D Bill amounted close to a whooping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;900 -1000 RM&lt;/span&gt; cause a couple of people like Samuel helped himself to the most expensive thing on the menu, the tenderloin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DELISH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; :D Their welldone was waaaaayyyyyy better than the medium well steak Avy and I shared in Myanmar. (But i love the redwine sauteed mushroom sauce!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic jams are horrible there. Immigration too. Plus! The immigration jam is on the Singapore's side lah! Both entering and exiting Singapore took 1.5 hours each to get through just the damn place. HORRIBLE CAN? And can you imagine, with the new (okay, not so new) technology that resembles the ezlink tap thingy in airports which take prolly 1.5 minutes instead, HOW CAN CUSTOMS TAKE bloody 1.5 HOURS?! Plus, its just to M'sia nia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping? So-so bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm looking forward towards June camp&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome 4 days there. Haha, apparently Mich said that too. Kinda cause it will be more outdoors this time, PLUS, 4 days.   :D  Extended holiday please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And I love Wii games, especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trauma Center&lt;/span&gt;, the surgery one. Damn cool I tell you. SAMUEL! I'm going over to play that sometime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's my peanut butter?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1288474630412946126?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1288474630412946126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1288474630412946126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1288474630412946126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1288474630412946126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired-tired-tired-been-seeing-church.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVeo_YknGfI/AAAAAAAAEZU/G0JUEd3W0tw/s72-c/20080714202205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2099788327787249622</id><published>2008-12-24T23:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:03:18.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/12; My New Boyfriends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;P/S! I WANT TO KILL BLOGGER! IT DELETED MY POST LAH! GRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY &amp;amp; BLESSED CHRISTMAS everyone! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHQgFmeI/AAAAAAAAEXU/Y9zB4Maoigw/s1600-h/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHQgFmeI/AAAAAAAAEXU/Y9zB4Maoigw/s400/DSC_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283388791640660450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, just came back from Rin rin's birthday outing + Christmas play @ Bethel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED SIA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Especially my legs. The veins are popping out and there are blisters. :(( High heels kill but then, heh heh, I was taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I am going to M'sia on fri&amp;amp;sat with Mich &amp;amp; my dear ass leader Samuel to check out the upcoming June camp hotel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND OMG. I WANT TO PLAY Wii!!!&lt;/span&gt; It sounds damn retarded but yea, really, i've never touched a Wii before. The closest I ever got was when I saw it in Japan a year ago on the display set. EH MICH &amp;amp; SAMUEL!! MUST BRING OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for all the caps. I think i feel hysteric now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I didnt forget about the "21st" post. Cause... I'm doing it now. :D Yea, I know this doesnt fall on the 21st but well, whatever. This month way too hectic already lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant believe it had been a month since 21/11 which was spent in Beijing. (I couldnt even remember that lah. omg. I had to go to the achieves to check.) And now, christmas is around the corner and the next 21st will be in 2009. So fast! Maybe by then I would have gotten my results lah. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... 21/12.. (nice number!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most people know I have this Pull&amp;amp;Bear shirt (yea, P&amp;amp;B is one of my fave brands!) that says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I LEFT MY BOYFRIEND AT HOME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Super unglam!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZeLaHUYI/AAAAAAAAEUk/-dcM8A-WxK4/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZeLaHUYI/AAAAAAAAEUk/-dcM8A-WxK4/s400/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283383687852282242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. The one i'm wearing in that retarded photo above. I wonder even why was i doing that. -.-   I dont have any other photo of me wearing that shirt lehsss.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Super unglam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I wear that shirt, people will go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Woah... Joan, why leave him at home?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reply, I will just have to either casually smile or if im in a cheeky mood, i'll reply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Got 2 leh, how to bring both out?" (meaning my electrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I know what to reply them already!&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll just tell everyone that my boyfriend is WAY TOO CUTEEEEE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone, meet my new boyfriend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mustard.&lt;/span&gt;  (not Bastard!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZf1yQieI/AAAAAAAAEU8/ztbTP7HJ8Z0/s1600-h/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZf1yQieI/AAAAAAAAEU8/ztbTP7HJ8Z0/s400/DSC_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283383716407708130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CHUPER CUTE RIGHTTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, thats why I leave him at home or else all of you people will steal him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZfBtBvUI/AAAAAAAAEUs/RaycrzSxfSA/s1600-h/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZfBtBvUI/AAAAAAAAEUs/RaycrzSxfSA/s400/DSC_0344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283383702427123010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZgLkl8hI/AAAAAAAAEVE/mseKsJbr8WY/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJZgLkl8hI/AAAAAAAAEVE/mseKsJbr8WY/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283383722255970834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHjpmjvI/AAAAAAAAEXc/u1Uxherwe34/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHjpmjvI/AAAAAAAAEXc/u1Uxherwe34/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283388796780842738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, he's just like me. We're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're FUN SIZED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Er, just in case you guys are wondering why is there a small blob on my hand, thats not food, thats a finger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkKsBda3I/AAAAAAAAEY0/SqOpI8bhNuU/s1600-h/DSC_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkKsBda3I/AAAAAAAAEY0/SqOpI8bhNuU/s400/DSC_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283395447637764978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come Mustard! Time for couple shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiT2rGosI/AAAAAAAAEXs/BPddUCXMILo/s1600-h/DSC_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiT2rGosI/AAAAAAAAEXs/BPddUCXMILo/s400/DSC_0380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393406092354242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PDA! Get Jealous!&lt;br /&gt;We're too cute for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiTnuLctI/AAAAAAAAEXk/lU6sm0mC2E4/s1600-h/DSC_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiTnuLctI/AAAAAAAAEXk/lU6sm0mC2E4/s400/DSC_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393402078720722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, other than Mustard, there is also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ketchup&lt;/span&gt;, Rin rin's new boyfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPcYyfCI/AAAAAAAAEYU/HUgSixxRyUY/s1600-h/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPcYyfCI/AAAAAAAAEYU/HUgSixxRyUY/s400/DSC_0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394429828365346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiU0zuIXI/AAAAAAAAEYE/-y-lY-YmABA/s1600-h/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiU0zuIXI/AAAAAAAAEYE/-y-lY-YmABA/s400/DSC_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393422771495282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How to differenciate Mustard and Ketchup? (dy over dx lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketchup is darker (like how Rin likes it), has a little bump on his head and is less active. Haha! And he always get bullied by Mustard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But both brothers go well on Hotdogs. :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiUHfvEjI/AAAAAAAAEX0/Uy_jrpic9xk/s1600-h/DSC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiUHfvEjI/AAAAAAAAEX0/Uy_jrpic9xk/s400/DSC_0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393410608075314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats why got more nice shots of him. :D I think he loves me more than Mustard does lors.&lt;br /&gt;Dont get jealous Rinnie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkLA2K5dI/AAAAAAAAEZE/vlHWHxYk2h0/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkLA2K5dI/AAAAAAAAEZE/vlHWHxYk2h0/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283395453227558354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiUiJ-FoI/AAAAAAAAEX8/1UzL4oRdslw/s1600-h/DSC_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJiUiJ-FoI/AAAAAAAAEX8/1UzL4oRdslw/s400/DSC_0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393417764542082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHHHHH! SUPER CUTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjO3GBMUI/AAAAAAAAEYM/KeIxTXssgfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjO3GBMUI/AAAAAAAAEYM/KeIxTXssgfQ/s400/DSC_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394419817525570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David likes Mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPw8czGI/AAAAAAAAEYk/orSSbfw0M2Q/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPw8czGI/AAAAAAAAEYk/orSSbfw0M2Q/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394435346648162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while Ruth likes Ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;They "visit" (horrors!) M&amp;amp;K everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly execited kiddies they are.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjQSpwxJI/AAAAAAAAEYs/mK_qg1kH3Do/s1600-h/DSC_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjQSpwxJI/AAAAAAAAEYs/mK_qg1kH3Do/s400/DSC_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394444395070610" 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/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPlyHQ9I/AAAAAAAAEYc/e4Q1-HOREKk/s1600-h/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJjPlyHQ9I/AAAAAAAAEYc/e4Q1-HOREKk/s400/DSC_0388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394432350503890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ketchup keeping real still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkLdSHR8I/AAAAAAAAEZM/J0fx3TcfKQQ/s1600-h/DSC_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkLdSHR8I/AAAAAAAAEZM/J0fx3TcfKQQ/s400/DSC_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283395460860954562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XX's famous hammie-on-the-head pose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkK2SZQoI/AAAAAAAAEY8/JEqZz2z5mXI/s1600-h/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJkK2SZQoI/AAAAAAAAEY8/JEqZz2z5mXI/s400/DSC_0393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283395450393150082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See! Even Nicole loves them too!&lt;br /&gt;Cause they are fat and chubby! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHA7HBdI/AAAAAAAAEXM/QkfjbUlWPjY/s1600-h/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHA7HBdI/AAAAAAAAEXM/QkfjbUlWPjY/s400/DSC_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283388787459032530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture I'm posting of them for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketchup and Mustard says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ta-ta!&lt;/span&gt; (Bye in Burmese)&lt;br /&gt;and Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to Nicole for the pictures with her Nikon D40!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2099788327787249622?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2099788327787249622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2099788327787249622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2099788327787249622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2099788327787249622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/ps-i-want-to-kill-blogger-it-deleted-my.html' title='21/12; My New Boyfriends!'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVJeHQgFmeI/AAAAAAAAEXU/Y9zB4Maoigw/s72-c/DSC_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1601605518199376113</id><published>2008-12-23T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:31:33.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pop by in the midst of completing my never ending to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My to-do list is mainly settling presents/christmas stuff/pictures and designing lor. OHOH. And not to mention alot of cleaning and blogging. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to even finish my blog post on Beijing lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darling Rin's birthday is tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;She's a christmas eve baby BUT she is like so tall. So much for being younger hor? Since she's such a uber bestie, I've alot of things to settle with regards to her birthday. *partial sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall show you guys some of the presents I received so far... (mainly church GIRLS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA LAH. The guys didnt buy anything but they received the most can? *HMPH!*&lt;br /&gt;OIOI GUYS... I'm expecting something ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVCfYwCV_xI/AAAAAAAAET8/ZmIuxzE49sI/s1600-h/DSC07809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVCfYwCV_xI/AAAAAAAAET8/ZmIuxzE49sI/s400/DSC07809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897610466000658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natasha &amp;amp; Nicole - Camera Tee + Earrings + Brownie (which i ate ald!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome Cell leaders - Card. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle (and I assume) Samuel - Sesame Street tee! &amp;amp; Guitar pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samantha - this really nice photo frame (a pity i may need to change the frame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Avy - Bomb pouch and a weird looking animal pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunty Pearlyn - Box of marks&amp;amp;spencer biscuits! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pastor Rachel - weekly planner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. I really like all of them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks everyone! &lt;/span&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;ESP the sesame street tee! Thanks Mich &amp;amp; Samuel! :D Heh heh, you know im a big fan of Nutto's cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And the camera tee was the exact same one Tabs and I were looking for Nicole and ironically she gave it to me. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVCfZXnlwBI/AAAAAAAAEUE/eUTsZBO9qW0/s1600-h/DSC07810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVCfZXnlwBI/AAAAAAAAEUE/eUTsZBO9qW0/s400/DSC07810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897621091205138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I recieved this from my darling Rin rin! :D Haha, as you can see, i've yet to fill up my wish!&lt;br /&gt;Not supposed to tell you one mahss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone who I bought presents for would like their presents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, some people I've seriously NO IDEA what to get them can. And honestly, our budget isnt high at all. So yea. But we definitely took effort in getting them, not to mention &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO MANY OF THEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, dont want to give only to those that we are close to. It sucks to feel left out you know, especially christmas is supposed to be a happy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of now, IM BROKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, and I still got a few more presents to get. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1601605518199376113?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1601605518199376113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1601605518199376113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1601605518199376113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1601605518199376113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/pop-by-in-midst-of-completing-my-never.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SVCfYwCV_xI/AAAAAAAAET8/ZmIuxzE49sI/s72-c/DSC07809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5059801369077314621</id><published>2008-12-22T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:32:45.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omg omg omg omg omg omg!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want a pretty pretty 2009 diary please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Japanese/Korean ones! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.122kcal.com/eat_image/EAT_DIARY-LONG_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 483px; height: 1231px;" src="http://www.122kcal.com/eat_image/EAT_DIARY-LONG_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee265/gw3nnie/2009%20Diary/2ndFloorDiaryLatteCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee265/gw3nnie/2009%20Diary/2ndFloorDiaryLatteCover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/6971/40012265096092wb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/6971/40012265096092wb6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant post the rest of the pictures cause its all linked together and its freaking long and space consuming. GO HERE TO SWOON OVER THEM! &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/_spreee/2420454.html#cutid1"&gt;LINK-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE IS THIS FREAKING NICE KOREAN SHOP that sells FREAKING NICE STUFF!!! OMGGG. I WANT THEIR WALLETS CAN!   &lt;a href="http://www.romane.co.kr/romane.htm"&gt;LINK-O!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please get for me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.romane.co.kr/bbs/data/product/1214791671/200806090043_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 3095px;" src="http://www.romane.co.kr/bbs/data/product/1214791671/200806090043_detail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.romane.co.kr/bbs/data/product/200810200407_D1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 3158px;" src="http://www.romane.co.kr/bbs/data/product/200810200407_D1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I think i'll make a christmas wish list (though its damn last minute cause its only 2 days till christmas) soon. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. I forgot to post pictures of the Japanese ones! AnBC have them though... I love those as well lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5059801369077314621?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5059801369077314621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5059801369077314621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5059801369077314621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5059801369077314621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-i-want-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee265/gw3nnie/2009%20Diary/th_2ndFloorDiaryLatteCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1939788316739716373</id><published>2008-12-20T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:25:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'll rush out another blog post before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shout out to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who has sadly left us for Aus (for good) yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY ARE ALL MY GOOD FRIENDS GOING TO AUSSIE!!! &gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;  *iwannagotoo!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU5eBFsYFnI/AAAAAAAAETc/8ScohyMrHs8/s1600-h/DSC07792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU5eBFsYFnI/AAAAAAAAETc/8ScohyMrHs8/s400/DSC07792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282262785753355890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benny hotness and I. My hot girlfriend/boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny, sorry ah, didnt able to make it for the last jamming session with you. BUT, I'm sure we'll never forget Anything Goes hor? :D  Trust me, Anything Goes wont be anything like before (cause we lost our only and best drummer cum guitarist) meaning we are now like CMI? Oppsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, you did make a big difference in our NP life (as well as when we are on the bus after campcraft!) and I'm definitely thankful for such a fun SLAW head lah! Well, I'll always consider you as the SLAW head and Ivan as the SAW head. Too bad for the 2nd batch. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh, all the best in Aussie okay? I know you wont exactly be reading this till dunno when cause of no internet but well, just wanna wish ya. Dont get too overwhelmed with the hot girls there and study hor! Thats the reason you left Singapore right! TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon ya? When you do, give me a ring and i'll come and jam with ya. :D&lt;br /&gt;(Bring back some hot Aussie guys too! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i'll definitely miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU5eA5etdgI/AAAAAAAAETU/27WmSDJ--8I/s1600-h/DSC07790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU5eA5etdgI/AAAAAAAAETU/27WmSDJ--8I/s400/DSC07790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282262782474810882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMALL EYES CLUB RULES YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1939788316739716373?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1939788316739716373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1939788316739716373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1939788316739716373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1939788316739716373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-ill-rush-out-another-blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU5eBFsYFnI/AAAAAAAAETc/8ScohyMrHs8/s72-c/DSC07792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2545971852359187887</id><published>2008-12-20T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:40:07.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU0RnBcT93I/AAAAAAAAETM/ifhBWVK9rAU/s1600-h/DSC07418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SU0RnBcT93I/AAAAAAAAETM/ifhBWVK9rAU/s400/DSC07418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281897300075214706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Christmas event by church. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely a success&lt;/span&gt;, with a crowd of 300+ residents and tickets completely sold, with most of us having to give up our tickets at the last minute. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Congrates DAD!&lt;/span&gt; (YEA, my dad is the main in charge for this event okay.) Dont play play! I'll make sure I learn some of his super organizing skills from him one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can tell that everyone's shagged to the max and really, thank God that tomorrow's service is at 11 or else I'll need to get up at 830 to make it for the 9am worship practice. PENG SANG AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like 1130 now and I've yet to make a draft of my Myanmar sharing tomorrow, wrap the presents, do the cards and calculate the money. I think i can only sleep at 3 again. These days, my body clock has gone haywire. I eat at most 2 meals a day, one in afternoon and supper/dinner. I sleep at an awesome time of 2-3am and wake up at 9-10am. Only in Beijing I remember resting early and rising early lah. I'm SO SO SO glad I dont have to wake up early for school now. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause tomorrow night Xiaowen, Xp, Nat, Nic and Kenneth are  flying off to Perth. PLUS, they'll be only back on the 31st. OMG mans. :(   Youth's gonna be quite empty for a while.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIOI. You guys better get me something nice there hor! But then again, I dont think any of you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays, better be off wrapping the presents and counting the total damage made to my already broke bank. Seriously, i've only left with a close to single digit amount in there. I dont think i can even top up my ez link card soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate okay? Though i have to admit I didnt put in my entire effort in getting the presents, its the best that Tabs and i can do within such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think no one got me a hat like Samuel's. :(((&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I want for Christmas is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2545971852359187887?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2545971852359187887/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-15004099.post-6780895023561045877</id><published>2008-12-17T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:55:38.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadless.com//product/1319/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 496px; height: 520px;" src="http://www.threadless.com//product/1319/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO FRIGGIN UBER CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;can i do this for the youth tee design pleaseeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6780895023561045877?l=funkyangel9220.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-15004099.post-6663635330656996920</id><published>2008-12-17T12:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:02:53.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility: visible; margin-right: auto; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 435px; visibility: visible; height: 270px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/mp3player-othersite.swf?config=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/config/config_red.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.myplaylist.org/loadplaylist.php?playlist=55374868" menu="false" quality="high" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" height="270" width="435"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myplaylist.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/create_red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myplaylist.org/standalone/55374868" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/launch_red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myplaylist.org/download/55374868"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/get_red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To save me from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give it to someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once bitten and twice shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I keep my distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But you still catch my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you recognize me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's been a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn't surprise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Merry Christmas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wrapped it up and sent it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a note saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I know what a fool I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But if you kissed me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know you'd fool me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To save me from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To save me from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A crowded room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends with tired eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm hiding from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And your soul of ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My god I thought you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone to rely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I was a shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A face on a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A man under cover but you tore me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh oh yeah baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I've found a real love you'll never fool me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To save me from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, as mentioned by Michelle, Christmas is kinda low key but it is in a way better than last year's. Seriously, at least I can feel abit of the Christmas spirit coming round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very little time to shop this year though. :( Very low budget as well.&lt;br /&gt;(AND TABITHA IS MAKING ME DO THE SHOPPINGGGGGG... LOL. joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I think my Christmas will be on the 21st or the 20th. WEEEE!!! 21st! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, yea, i'm one nutter for dates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6663635330656996920?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6663635330656996920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6663635330656996920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6663635330656996920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6663635330656996920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-christmas-last-christmas-ashley.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7091353548527045020</id><published>2008-12-15T13:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:18:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myanmar'08</title><content type='html'>I dont think i'll be blogging much on regards the Myanmar trip but here are some photos to sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avy, Tabs and Ps Rach, if you want all the photos, i'll PM you the link to the album okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPeQbhAaI/AAAAAAAAEOE/_JlN6gdbiaA/s640/DSC07746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPeQbhAaI/AAAAAAAAEOE/_JlN6gdbiaA/s640/DSC07746.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the Myanmar trip was a mind blowing experience. I dont think this just applies just to me but I'm sure the other 3 girls felt this way too. I dont know about Xp and Xiaowen cause well, its not their first time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKUL-L-yI/AAAAAAAADvM/ZYJR6D0yjdI/s640/DSC07462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 379px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKUL-L-yI/AAAAAAAADvM/ZYJR6D0yjdI/s640/DSC07462.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULed0ObcI/AAAAAAAAD3I/Ncmw-MlJ8PQ/s512/DSC07547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULed0ObcI/AAAAAAAAD3I/Ncmw-MlJ8PQ/s512/DSC07547.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our "MUMS" and "PUMS" for the 5 days. (the way XpXw say it)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation was really... tiring. I didnt have to do much preparation cause my message required not much stuff but on the other hand, Tabs &amp;amp; Avy had quite much to prepare for the craft and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULFhI76_I/AAAAAAAAD0k/HuZztPxO2V4/s512/DSC07512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULFhI76_I/AAAAAAAAD0k/HuZztPxO2V4/s512/DSC07512.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tab &amp;amp; Xp. (white team!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKhG8Jb7I/AAAAAAAADwk/N1S2azRdZDQ/s640/DSC07476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 404px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKhG8Jb7I/AAAAAAAADwk/N1S2azRdZDQ/s640/DSC07476.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NEVER had I thought that being a leader had to do SOOO much work lah. Initially I thought it was just making sure they meet the deadline and stuff BUT I ended up having to take care of their physical, spiritual AND mental (?) wellbeing. Nutto &amp;amp; Samuel, now i know how you feel. *PEIFU PEIFU*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, for the 5 days, we sat in this pickup truck which our church sponsored. DahLian drove us around and the kids LOVE him. He's one joker okay. His wife is damn pretty lah. Her eyes are super big and Zion (his son) inherited them. IMMA SO JEALOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPbOLr6-I/AAAAAAAAENs/1NL_EALhZKA/s640/DSC07743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 383px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPbOLr6-I/AAAAAAAAENs/1NL_EALhZKA/s640/DSC07743.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKcHpLhgI/AAAAAAAADv8/IgqSi-m1otE/s512/DSC07471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKcHpLhgI/AAAAAAAADv8/IgqSi-m1otE/s512/DSC07471.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKlzXTluI/AAAAAAAADxE/nMPzwFKADMs/s512/DSC07483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKlzXTluI/AAAAAAAADxE/nMPzwFKADMs/s512/DSC07483.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKmw2tAnI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Q4uMbEYHmqM/s512/DSC07484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKmw2tAnI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Q4uMbEYHmqM/s512/DSC07484.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKvCtidgI/AAAAAAAADyI/ZaKUnpBWl1U/s640/DSC07492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 527px; height: 395px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKvCtidgI/AAAAAAAADyI/ZaKUnpBWl1U/s640/DSC07492.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKx7wTUQI/AAAAAAAADyg/MwHfbOoHU9Q/s640/DSC07495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 396px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKx7wTUQI/AAAAAAAADyg/MwHfbOoHU9Q/s640/DSC07495.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Myanmar's dusty so at the end of the day, our hairs had natural gel/wax/pong pong fen while our faces had a layer of grey foundation powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULasE3LsI/AAAAAAAAD2w/RpAILENbSE0/s640/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 529px; height: 395px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULasE3LsI/AAAAAAAAD2w/RpAILENbSE0/s640/DSC07540.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULoAyF8oI/AAAAAAAAD4A/MJGfZcouaIs/s512/DSC07554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULoAyF8oI/AAAAAAAAD4A/MJGfZcouaIs/s512/DSC07554.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK7Z7xG2I/AAAAAAAADzY/xz-_uBkCa8o/s640/DSC07502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 365px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK7Z7xG2I/AAAAAAAADzY/xz-_uBkCa8o/s640/DSC07502.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun lah, bumpy roads and very windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKjuFRbAI/AAAAAAAADw0/70eab7ls1Ho/s640/DSC07480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUKjuFRbAI/AAAAAAAADw0/70eab7ls1Ho/s640/DSC07480.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ million coins cafe, where we ate there 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The children at the homes are very very loving,enthusiastic and extremely obedient. NOTHING like Singapore children! They all run after the truck when we arrive, hug and cling onto you like super glue and run after the truck when we leave. Sometimes I feel damn sorry for them lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULtKAXGMI/AAAAAAAAD4s/th6SXS2lOgA/s512/DSC07562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULtKAXGMI/AAAAAAAAD4s/th6SXS2lOgA/s512/DSC07562.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUL35VyMuI/AAAAAAAAD50/Ueo8etjtTdQ/s640/DSC07573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 404px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUL35VyMuI/AAAAAAAAD50/Ueo8etjtTdQ/s640/DSC07573.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earnestly praying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMCxFPdAI/AAAAAAAAD7A/Y8w9n5HaAWs/s512/DSC07584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMCxFPdAI/AAAAAAAAD7A/Y8w9n5HaAWs/s512/DSC07584.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earnestly Learning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. And did I mention that the children there are DAMN IN LOVE WITH WORSHIP. We worship with only DahLian playing a guitar (no plug in cause they dont have electricity) and they are just as enthusiastic as us in concerts held by planetshakers or hillsong. What a contrast. They scream their lungs out for God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMZIj0eoI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/GyJDaat-QaE/s640/DSC07607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 377px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMZIj0eoI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/GyJDaat-QaE/s640/DSC07607.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And earnestly worshiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AMAZED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing that, it makes me wonder why God bless us so abundantly when we neglect him most of the time while these kids are living in poverty but loves God SOO SO SO SO much more. It feels as though God is biased lah! Of course, He isnt biased. Its HIS LOVE and whenever I think about this, I cant help it but to feel real sad. Is that called feeling the heartbeat of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNGoKP7yI/AAAAAAAAEBM/e0SiWE82wL8/s640/DSC07642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 518px; height: 388px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNGoKP7yI/AAAAAAAAEBM/e0SiWE82wL8/s640/DSC07642.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Myanmar-nese girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the children are mega camwhores okay. Once I whip out the camera, they stampede over and want their picture to be taken. Chances of them owning a camera in their life is really slim i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULBupGh-I/AAAAAAAAD0E/2BzueRpiT9o/s640/DSC07508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 381px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUULBupGh-I/AAAAAAAAD0E/2BzueRpiT9o/s640/DSC07508.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK_JxLUUI/AAAAAAAADz0/d2cBHAbyUP0/s640/DSC07506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 380px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK_JxLUUI/AAAAAAAADz0/d2cBHAbyUP0/s640/DSC07506.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK-LqQZfI/AAAAAAAADzs/I69oPutfl1A/s640/DSC07505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 380px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUK-LqQZfI/AAAAAAAADzs/I69oPutfl1A/s640/DSC07505.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNz-AKR6I/AAAAAAAAEE0/ShVosI2W6oE/s640/DSC07673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 377px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNz-AKR6I/AAAAAAAAEE0/ShVosI2W6oE/s640/DSC07673.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUOIvcUpOI/AAAAAAAAEGs/L9kllSTwNAI/s640/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUOIvcUpOI/AAAAAAAAEGs/L9kllSTwNAI/s640/DSC07689.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP4v5ye8I/AAAAAAAAEQo/isGcnuld0bo/s640/DSC07769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 377px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP4v5ye8I/AAAAAAAAEQo/isGcnuld0bo/s640/DSC07769.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP7azdRdI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/_FvfAsI9jK8/s640/DSC07771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 377px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP7azdRdI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/_FvfAsI9jK8/s640/DSC07771.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP_MdXZZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/iHNOPMSIZ9A/s640/DSC07774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 382px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP_MdXZZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/iHNOPMSIZ9A/s640/DSC07774.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP1bNjY5I/AAAAAAAAEQY/pwpVHpyeZ28/s640/DSC07767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 384px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP1bNjY5I/AAAAAAAAEQY/pwpVHpyeZ28/s640/DSC07767.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP8opK1oI/AAAAAAAAERA/7NSq3d9hXxs/s512/DSC07772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUP8opK1oI/AAAAAAAAERA/7NSq3d9hXxs/s512/DSC07772.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yi Yi and her fave boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experienced farm life in Garden Home. Farting goats, botak chickens and noisy goose/ducks/cows you name it. The ducklings were SO FREAKING CUTE LAH! But I think the ones who enjoyed the farm the most were Xiaowen, Aunty SoonLan and Tabitha. Aunty Soonlan was a goat fan lah! She chased after the goats where ever they went. Luckily we didnt eat any mutton there or else she will be damn sad. For me, I prefer to play with the kids than the animals or maybe I was just too tired. Oh, and I know Avy love the doggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At garden home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUM0rxRToI/AAAAAAAAD_4/UfcX59-QlMo/s640/DSC07631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 401px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUM0rxRToI/AAAAAAAAD_4/UfcX59-QlMo/s640/DSC07631.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNDJQFGqI/AAAAAAAAEAw/V6h3Oajms2s/s640/DSC07638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 401px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNDJQFGqI/AAAAAAAAEAw/V6h3Oajms2s/s640/DSC07638.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the botak chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNEkCzEVI/AAAAAAAAEA4/f2HcesinIbo/s640/DSC07639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 396px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNEkCzEVI/AAAAAAAAEA4/f2HcesinIbo/s640/DSC07639.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And its friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMtiYzowI/AAAAAAAAD_c/52RR4uLcW7Q/s640/DSC07628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 401px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMtiYzowI/AAAAAAAAD_c/52RR4uLcW7Q/s640/DSC07628.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMmpz1qII/AAAAAAAAD-0/H3JnC-C4dO8/s640/DSC07621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 398px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUMmpz1qII/AAAAAAAAD-0/H3JnC-C4dO8/s640/DSC07621.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNLCdSJaI/AAAAAAAAEBk/mkB_nZFnrnA/s640/DSC07647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 528px; height: 395px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUNLCdSJaI/AAAAAAAAEBk/mkB_nZFnrnA/s640/DSC07647.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shooting a documentary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPCrJeYVI/AAAAAAAAELI/tTeVMluwNc0/s640/DSC07723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 532px; height: 399px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPCrJeYVI/AAAAAAAAELI/tTeVMluwNc0/s640/DSC07723.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xp? Kid magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPxgpZdII/AAAAAAAAEQA/WqHPlgOAYr4/s640/DSC07764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 403px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPxgpZdII/AAAAAAAAEQA/WqHPlgOAYr4/s640/DSC07764.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zapped&lt;/span&gt; by God okay. Zapped out of energy as well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUOjBJCKxI/AAAAAAAAEIs/IaUBQrvIjsM/s640/DSC07704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 517px; height: 387px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUOjBJCKxI/AAAAAAAAEIs/IaUBQrvIjsM/s640/DSC07704.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUQJM2syyI/AAAAAAAAER8/D2mJk6hk-0w/s640/DSC07779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 519px; height: 389px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUQJM2syyI/AAAAAAAAER8/D2mJk6hk-0w/s640/DSC07779.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vung and Us. (; She's damn fun lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But was rewarded with this damn pretty sunset on the way back as we were flying pass Thailand i think. The picture just seriously doesnt do the beauty justice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUUNE6ACSI/AAAAAAAAESk/_Nr1caaS1bc/s640/DSC07789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 404px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUUNE6ACSI/AAAAAAAAESk/_Nr1caaS1bc/s640/DSC07789.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight twilight. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s &lt;/span&gt;the myanmar girls there are really pretty and hot lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7091353548527045020?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7091353548527045020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7091353548527045020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7091353548527045020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7091353548527045020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/myanmar08.html' title='Myanmar&apos;08'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUUPeQbhAaI/AAAAAAAAEOE/_JlN6gdbiaA/s72-c/DSC07746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6040377039262973469</id><published>2008-12-15T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:54:05.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, part 2! :D I realise how random my topics are in my normal post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get new phone but... I DUNNO WHAT PHONE TO GET LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering this 3 so please comment and recommend okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First up: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Samsung F480&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.letsgomobile.org/images/reviews/0076/samsung-touch-wiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.letsgomobile.org/images/reviews/0076/samsung-touch-wiz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Samsung Omnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2586297706_2bb4745497.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2586297706_2bb4745497.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Iphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/iphone/features/images/main_homescreen20081210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 395px;" src="http://images.apple.com/iphone/features/images/main_homescreen20081210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would had been an easy choice if M1 carried the Iphone but unfortunately, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they dont&lt;/span&gt;. Anyone know anyway to get the Iphone from M1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new phone needs to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MP3 as well&lt;/span&gt; and definitely has to be at least as good quality as my current W810. Quite hard to find as good quality one cause Walkman phones really emphasise on their sound quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honeslty, I'm disappionted in Sony Ericsson cause this time, their phone designs really suck and they only have one decent touch screen phone while other brands like Samsung have a few. The only touch screen one they have is the Xperia and it cost a whooping 900+ bucks after 2 years contract. WTH mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading reviews of the above phones, Iphone is still the better amongst the 3, which i would agree though for some stupid reason, it cant forward mail and doesnt have bluetooth. Damn retarded of whoever that did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, the Samsung phones have rather boring interface as in their themes is really boring. I love Sony Ericsson cause their themes are always so pretty lah. My current W810 theme has flowers and vines growing out when I'm at the menu and I'm always amazed by it. Heard that their sound quality isnt that great either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sidetrack a little, I saw these damn freaking nice&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Japanese phones&lt;/span&gt; on some blogshops. Apparently, they can be used in Singapore but for a normal clamshell phone,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; they cost A BOMB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT I LIKE LEHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Someone give me those for Christmas!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/905i/so905ics/images/so905ics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/905i/so905ics/images/so905ics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mb.softbank.jp/mb/en/product/3g/923sh/img/ttl_923sh_h1-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 190px;" src="http://mb.softbank.jp/mb/en/product/3g/923sh/img/ttl_923sh_h1-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/906i/sh906itv/images/sh906itv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/906i/sh906itv/images/sh906itv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/906i/so906i/images/so906i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.nttdocomo.co.jp/english/product/foma/906i/so906i/images/so906i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention they come in many colours AND their keypad have jap characters! :D Can type in Jap somemore! Not like Singapore phones which is like only bilingual?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6040377039262973469?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6040377039262973469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6040377039262973469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6040377039262973469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6040377039262973469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-part-2-d-i-realise-how-random-my.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5339101407929408529</id><published>2008-12-15T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:34:53.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently I'm at 535 posts and I think I'll be ending my this blog on the 550. Or maybe the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;567. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case, 567 is 21x27. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its kinda sad for me to end this blog cause this blog certainly contain many many many fond memories. My entire life in TK, NP, the friends, LIVEWIRE! and many many other stuff. Very nostalgic leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its good cause I'm really gonna step into a new phase of my life. JC or Poly, i'm not too sure as of now. I dont even know how my results will come out lah! Unlike Kenneth who is SOOO cool bout it and is not going back to school to collect his result cause he'll be enjoying Japan's air, I cant afford to leave Singapore at that point of time as much as I want to go Japan!!! :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone bring me to Japan lehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to visit Kyoto! But other parts of Japan is fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is like some what part one of my posts today cause to reach 567 posts, I need to spread them out. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5339101407929408529?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5339101407929408529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5339101407929408529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5339101407929408529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5339101407929408529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/currently-im-at-535-posts-and-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1082327238104268033</id><published>2008-12-12T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:15:36.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUHXPcR9vbI/AAAAAAAADuo/OfIIWIgKU0I/s1600-h/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUHXPcR9vbI/AAAAAAAADuo/OfIIWIgKU0I/s400/DSC06310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278736898544483762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honestly, I've no idea what to type now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honestly, I've no idea what to do next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Retreat was seriously fun. Salutes to Kenneth and team who managed to pull off such a last minute decision. I think this time, Kenneth really work damn hard lor. He's so tired yet he is prolly one of the most enthusiastic person there. Go Kenneth! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, God did speak to quite a number of us during the retreat. There wasnt alot people to begin with but something did happen. Comparing the youth retreat and the mission trip, i have say that the mission trip still taught me more stuff though I believe they are somewhat linked. I went to the camp feeling kinda shitty and down due to certain issues. I heard God's voice with regards to that situation and it felt a tad better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, as always, it is hard to carry through.&lt;br /&gt;So, it is haunting me and giving me back that shitty mood. GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the group I was in, DD. No idea what it stands for cause Samuel kept giving gay names but the combination of people was good. Had Samuel (yay!), Kenneth (another yay!), Priscillia (who came only on 2nd day), Eudora and Lionel. I had my share of fun with Samuel and Kenneth like getting stuck in some high class executive place as well as their total nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My cell ass leader is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;(:   I'm not looking forward to reformation next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts/Taiti/Bridge was overplayed during this retreat. It was as though if there was any free time, someone will whip out a pack of cards and a mini gambling den starts. Self entertainment lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Ng is still as gay but he is really nice. :D He gave me his really comfortable and nice smelling pillow to sleep cause I only had a sleeping bag (from Xiaowen). Heh heh. And did I mention that he and Tabs make a good couple? They camwhore together, lame together, play cards also the same one. Tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the youth retreat, I have been considering for quite sometime to change my blog. No idea should I change to Livejournal cause I'm really not familiar with the HTML at Lj and that means no customization for me. But they have Lj cut which is sweet cause I can post a gazillion pictures and yet my blog doesnt lag. Oh! And Lj allow you to lock enteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, blogger allows a large range of customization, their HTML is easier plus, its much user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, I also want to change my URL cause its time to get rid of that corny URL (I've no idea why on earth I called it funkyangel in the first place. Its freaking mindless) and get something more decent since I'm moving on to the next part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely clueless of my future. What I had been wishing for may not happen afterall and that was my only goal as of yet. In fact, for me to end up there, it all starts from O levels.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds damn stupid lah but I also dunno why thats the best motivation for me. I cant say it out here cause the goal comes with something else linked to it. )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1082327238104268033?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1082327238104268033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1082327238104268033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1082327238104268033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1082327238104268033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/honestly-ive-no-idea-what-to-type-now.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SUHXPcR9vbI/AAAAAAAADuo/OfIIWIgKU0I/s72-c/DSC06310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-173003279783022515</id><published>2008-12-10T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:25:08.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/ST80CMvPu8I/AAAAAAAADug/Hlx9pAuHo68/s1600-h/untitled.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/ST80CMvPu8I/AAAAAAAADug/Hlx9pAuHo68/s400/untitled.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277994500685282242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm back from Myanmar.   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was awesome though some glitches here and there. Really didnt feel like coming back to Singapore on the last day. Had so much fun with Xiaowen&amp;amp;Xp and the thought that it might all end there is rather saddening lah. On the other note, coming back to Singapore means that many things will be going back to its usual ways and that is certainly damn annoying and frustrating for me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;one special thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be in Youth camp now but yea, gonna arrive late cause the Myanmar trip has drained my energy level to zero. Besides taking care of the three girls and having to do some "business" with them, I already had quite a bit on my mind. Oh, and I even went to Benny's farewell party thingy last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sound depressed here.&lt;br /&gt;At least no one's gonna read this till they're back from Youth retreat and I should be better then. Everything feels just so weird now. Or more likely, its just my heart playing tricks on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-173003279783022515?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/173003279783022515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=173003279783022515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/173003279783022515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/173003279783022515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/21-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/ST80CMvPu8I/AAAAAAAADug/Hlx9pAuHo68/s72-c/untitled.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7701847306713014179</id><published>2008-12-04T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:00:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STf-iqp7PcI/AAAAAAAADuY/v8NsMVp3mF4/s1600-h/DSC07263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STf-iqp7PcI/AAAAAAAADuY/v8NsMVp3mF4/s400/DSC07263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275965360006970818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am an awesome packer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the sense of packing my room or anything that gotta do with neatness BUT in the sense of packing my bag to go overseas. I packed my China luggage in less than an hour flat and this time for the Myanmar one, I took less than 30 mins, not counting the time my mum took to explain which med is for what and all the funny barang barang I needed to go salvage up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be flying off to Myanmar with Uncle SH, Aunty SL, Xp, Xiaowen, Avy, Tabs and Sam at a whopping 0755 meaning I have to check in my 6am. I prefer night flights, really. Quite excited for the trip but its definitely not as easy as I thought it would be. Nevertheless, it'll be interesting. (: I dont know why but im excited to use my biometric passport again. Hoho. That sounded so retarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samuel! &lt;/span&gt;Get some nice stuff from china for me yea? I'm envious that the weather there is damn freaking nice lah!!!  Oh! If possible, get me some Meiji Meltykiss chocs! I cant find them in Singapore while in China, there are piles of them in Watsons. (&amp;amp; I'm extremely cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun people!  Will be back on the 9th, not sure if I can rush for the NP BBQ in the evening as I would only arrive in Singapore like 9plus AND there's Livewire! Youth Retreat the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mata ne~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7701847306713014179?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7701847306713014179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7701847306713014179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7701847306713014179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7701847306713014179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-awesome-packer.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STf-iqp7PcI/AAAAAAAADuY/v8NsMVp3mF4/s72-c/DSC07263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8496014217405581373</id><published>2008-12-02T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:21:27.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apparently I was tagged by Shaun but I missed it out while reading his blog. Or maybe I just skip this kinda things most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hopefully I'm the correct Joan he tagged cause... there's too many Joans in the bloggersphere, not to mention in the world. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyhow, I'll put my mission trip stuff aside for awhile to do this. :D See Shaun, I got do it after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RULE #1 :People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, obviously yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope. No younger guys for me. Come on, guys maturity rate are already slower than girls! Why get a even more immature one right? I like older guys. But no uncles hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And why would I even be interested in girls. They have what I have, must go for something different mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till the day... I dunno leh? Who wants to beat my record for liking someone? At least 8 years and counting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A billion dollar notes? Make curtains and carpets with it? JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;Errr... elope with my lover to some 4 season country and STOP THE FREAKING GLOBAL WARMING LAHHHH! SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Currently my best friend is A GIRLLL!!!&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Yes for my previous best friend and current close friend and future boyfriend (opps!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both equally blessed. Being loved i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7. List out 5 favourite things that you like and 3 things of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My childhood friends? They are like siblings to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reliable family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clean toilets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND AWESOME FOOD. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Short. (yes i admit it. at least i can have a wider range of guys to date!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loud spoken (as claimed from my mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extremely cute. (XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not really. I would be IF i receive a very unique and special christmas present from someone. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10. What makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why should I tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh no. Not as a housewife carrying an infant in the arms, coaxing a 2 year old kid to eat and ironing clothes at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm... Maybe still extremely cute, and hopefully taller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, God? My close friends and family? I'm not the sort that has many friends but instead a few uber close friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13. What is being regarded as the most important thing in your life?(currently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Er. No idea? Oh, maybe trying to solve my dry throat problem. Esp in the mornings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh. Married but poor? Doesnt actually make sense. Married got 2 people to work mah! Should be richer right? Nevermind. There's somethings that cant be replaced with money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe Red for now. Honey brown and light pink is nice too. I dont know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, and both of them do the same, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUH? Are they suppose to be identical twins? Er... The one I know better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya, I guess so? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18. How do you say goodbye to something you don't want to let go ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Er. Dont ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19. If there is a choice between lover and friends,which will you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUH. Whats up with all these questions. Depends lah! My future bf better choose lover though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20. Will you fall in love soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wont fall. Will trip, and descend gracefully into love. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged (why must we do this?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Someone that has their birthday on the 21st too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Someone that is planning the Youth Retreat this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Someone that is in China now, trying to find the exact same spot I took the picture in the Olymic Stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Can underage-girl.blogspot do this? :D She's one of my favorite reads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Someone that... I love. So that means YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, more like anyone who is so free and has nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And since my comment box is like so empty, after you have done this, comment and i'll hop over to read it okay? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8496014217405581373?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8496014217405581373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8496014217405581373&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8496014217405581373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8496014217405581373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/12/apparently-i-was-tagged-by-shaun-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8038592363748833267</id><published>2008-11-30T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:41:12.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I'm listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song From A Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nocturne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koi &lt;/span&gt;etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASSICAL MUSIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OMGEEEEZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a certain liking to them now. OH NO. What happened to my rocker self? Sorry, my 2 boyfriends. *sayang sayang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor, I think I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like the classical piece that Xiaowen played yesterday. The fruit basket one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no... I'm evolving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S   I think Kitaro's songs are nice too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8038592363748833267?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8038592363748833267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8038592363748833267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8038592363748833267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8038592363748833267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1706365909746898922</id><published>2008-11-30T21:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:45:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing'08 Day 1</title><content type='html'>Other than trying to entertain myself by watching Heroes season 3 which loads uber slowly, I'm seriously bored lah. There isnt any blogs to hop cause they are yet to be updated (yes, even the popular ones which I like visit near 4 times a day) so I end up blogging instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was supposed to go for this Majolica makeover thing at Ngee Ann City but Tabs couldnt make it. Walao, damn disappointed lah! Was damn looking forward to it cause apparently Majolica is a JAPANESE brand AND they were giving out some cool products which cost a bomb. ARGGGHHHH!! *super sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i'll post bout' my Beijing Trip in parts so today's Day1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beijing Trip 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the trip was alright though the tour itinerary was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda boring&lt;/span&gt;. I mean like Beijing's for people who are super interested in China's history and culture. Note that I mentioned SUPER interested cause even slightly (make that kinda) interested people like me found it overwhelming and boring, so I wonder how people like Tabs with really no interest in it felt. Not only Tabs didnt have the interest, she didnt really bother to catch their accent so.... I've nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as expected, the people there do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 major things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smoke&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spit&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And piss wherever they like. So as Tabs say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no puddle is safe! &lt;/span&gt;We saw parents asking their kids to have a piss in front of a accessory shop on the public road. Imagine seeing some kid urinating in front of watsons or smt at prolly Tampines Mall. That's how bad it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I enjoyed there was maybe their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;, though its a tad too dry. Ranges from -4 at dawn to 10 in the afternoon, the weather is PERFECT for me. :D  I can just wear a layer of thermals, a longsleeve shirt to cover it up and my windbreaker thingy thick jacket and I'll feel perfectly warm despite the horrible wind. Bottoms wise, my jeans is just fine, no need for 2 layers. Kiasu people like Tabs wear 4 to 5 on the top and 2 for the bottom so it varies.&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely like to go back there&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just for the weather. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping there is pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horribly cheap (for most items) AND for that happen, the bargaining (or should i say arguing?) is even more horrible. The sales attendant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plead (nicer ones), chase, push, tug, scold, scream, and start throwing their stuff at you&lt;/span&gt; just to make you buy it. Dont think by walking away they will let go of you. They CHASE after you and keep lowering the price if they are nice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad house.&lt;/span&gt; But of course, you can get stuff like at dirt cheap. E.g. my oriental top for like 6 Singapore dollars ( singapore shops selling at 40?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent shopping is like this:&lt;br /&gt;Given time: 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;Wandering time: 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Spotted something and start looking at it: 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Bargaining time: 30 to 45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of things bought at the end: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;max 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I didnt buy everything I wanted to! Samuel! Help me buy please? :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you what I bought in all at the end of the trip. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Beijing Day One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the night flight at midnight. Uncle Choon Chye was real nice to send us to the airport in his comfy Odyssey. I miss our black Odyssey lor... Had like 2 hours to wander around the almost empty terminal 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt; man. The airplane had no entertainment, unlike SQ but whats worse is that most of us couldnt sleep well that night. I could sleep though, thanks to NP, making us sleep in the most uncomfortable positions ever. But it was still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their landing was HORRIBLE. Both times! It was as though they were doing freefall lah! Hopefully Silkair wont be like this as well. I still enjoy travelling on SQ or JAL. Thumbs up to their service! CA's service was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dMZXKzPW7P4FzNwaOQri4Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhk5O7z3I/AAAAAAAADk0/N51TxjhiE3M/s400/DSC06660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I bothered to order that night. A cup of scorching hot unstirred instant coffee. On the top was bland coffee tasting water and a lump of powder at the bottom. AWESOME LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And they served breakfast at 2 am? When we were SLEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon touching down at 6am, we were greeted by a lovely sunrise. Everyone else was still grumpy, sleepy and cold but I was all bubbly after seeing this sunrise. Sunrises and Sunsets just simply put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/y109jSNPL0SH2D9q1AfLDg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhmsoEd4I/AAAAAAAADlE/TWCzpl1E6QQ/s400/DSC06669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking and walking and walking....&lt;br /&gt;this is the new airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dthb0MyAKGAhzanN8YdwSg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhn4LGblI/AAAAAAAADlM/ykYqmndUeMM/s400/DSC06670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/U9dnh86OUJCyRzt7DCRrvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhoqphIuI/AAAAAAAADlU/0pl3XcTfHJ0/s400/DSC06672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah, the other happy kid.  upon seeing food that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tP-mr7mjTWhHqUBUud3bpA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhqVpZk4I/AAAAAAAADlk/CGlGkHnZWYg/s400/DSC06674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabs, the tired, hungry and grumpy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ri5UBmPgikpxWaEaIltb9A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhrPQPIcI/AAAAAAAADls/3YMxOYASLhA/s400/DSC06675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that EVERYTHING's in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T-JpwJE17qjRPLkfWVokcA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhrw-_RzI/AAAAAAAADl0/LvrDMhrlnx4/s400/DSC06679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our attempt to camwhore but we're seriously too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GEgIfoK0Csq_Qb-xRwGCyQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhyFwqsrI/AAAAAAAADmQ/aNCS68DpDSQ/s400/DSC06683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gc6HTMubhhwoiIXhP0Kcjw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhtwktssI/AAAAAAAADl8/hNJJHN6YS9o/s400/DSC06680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our excitement upon seeing these trees. SO PREEEEETTTTYYYYYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DhKN_GBsEZvkMLOtLS1oiw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh5aIOemI/AAAAAAAADnQ/9EZJ6TMkT-A/s400/DSC06694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/G_SvEGkVv0HuOqjB8E9NBQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh6KGX1TI/AAAAAAAADnY/I-ZNjGkXqks/s400/DSC06696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6ym7dmEDsOx9z9_Uz7dfFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh06DfYvI/AAAAAAAADmo/PE0z0S-luGc/s400/DSC06688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite breakfast cause the rest was in the hotel. The usual spread. Super nice porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LOuQ7QQsg833J7Q3S2WQ_w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhzoTXHTI/AAAAAAAADmg/LIjf44VkYhI/s400/DSC06685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Xk0aU7_FvS7z3DqR1CibdA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh2sBDbHI/AAAAAAAADm4/SjFDYOlZUbA/s400/DSC06691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth-a-tu-sus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lLUAecwZSrcnmjRkVjZxfQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh3dNsvxI/AAAAAAAADnA/x_CAwNT5auw/s400/DSC06692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PbIelwX_vt25oAg6reAoKQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh7R7-AlI/AAAAAAAADng/Aa2pGmjpKAs/s400/DSC06697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber cute balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zXuCy7BaBER9fsdCS1if5g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh8EK4ixI/AAAAAAAADno/xCaDIjhc9-M/s400/DSC06699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uber cute Ruth. She did that on purpose lah! Model to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HB-I4Mh-BPz3ezS7y7tDLA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh88H1yHI/AAAAAAAADnw/GMSNnR-jKEw/s400/DSC06704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9wACjmTIvCJQNfDhapQTCw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKh9071xDI/AAAAAAAADn4/lisW1ea3Ihw/s400/DSC06706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to look demure and classy. Failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mWXslE8y18dETpWUOD9m-w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiAFtlQwI/AAAAAAAADoI/QWrOo2oP4eM/s400/DSC06709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Nwy0FMeNYHOZyUEfSWOrqQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiLV6CdPI/AAAAAAAADpM/xzHJmDKTwps/s400/DSC06732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible jams on monday morns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jf006-_PL_SHq-3oBvmUrw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiB6m4HfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/AOF_Kn8SApU/s400/DSC06715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NUArbYWfW-EsawrI48pqMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiC02AbDI/AAAAAAAADoY/huCBRKWoxR8/s400/DSC06717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t0-PrUs_ytCu5GuC1avC1w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiEVf3FWI/AAAAAAAADog/AXbHdQ0QDSU/s400/DSC06720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SO BEAUTIFUL HOR?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QBjv309mO-kXFrSGDpRd7Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiHF5ukMI/AAAAAAAADo0/sOQJGHvpU2w/s400/DSC06724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3LutV0So_rI4oKScoDl2Bw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiIosZ0jI/AAAAAAAADo8/NJX7ZUaFPXA/s400/DSC06726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vvvaI8xbpGAMfWjUtOHA1A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiMuly-rI/AAAAAAAADpU/DZBy8Pp_rMQ/s400/DSC06733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I have a certain liking to this picture. I guess its the colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/G2HkgDzXyb0LNQIl5LP8dA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiPJORAoI/AAAAAAAADpk/xf8e4_60n6I/s400/DSC06739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wcHfckYuSDKAc5y_d-H03A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiQFphJxI/AAAAAAAADps/8UjmtdzhLDI/s400/DSC06740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/S2PX7fu5iXzNeg632-0h1w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiN2sYa4I/AAAAAAAADpc/tY-ZyBUmOi4/s400/DSC06737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. Eating again.&lt;br /&gt;The very famous Duck place? QuanJuDe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gApZhDjYMaVgA2c5EVh4-g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiRX_69iI/AAAAAAAADp0/-H10as05FxY/s400/DSC06743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating again! Ruth's so "excited".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_IUySzujiZXHQg5ud4HALA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiTMf54PI/AAAAAAAADp8/w3LDtt0AI3A/s400/DSC06745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention that every meal we have beer AND sprite? EVERYMEAL.&lt;br /&gt;I take the beer, of course. By the mid of the trip, I taught Sam how to drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/g5S5LIT5M0vWRe3N9vy6Lw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiUD7HMaI/AAAAAAAADqE/h3mAuabRzL8/s400/DSC06746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo... Drunk so early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_Hcy3mOFnfvByS84DVfZKQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiVFY4Z_I/AAAAAAAADqM/J0EJ72UB3MY/s400/DSC06749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gT6f6ZGmmvSnE40VE97wBw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiW18wbWI/AAAAAAAADqc/4akRGGTnf4c/s400/DSC06756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kztiPqgnTPt7gU0ohfM6Xg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiYDYJ3xI/AAAAAAAADqk/uIkl6Vl7jDU/s400/DSC06757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HiX7H63hp1zbpzFLk-mP0w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiZoNarsI/AAAAAAAADqs/wOpkI44DFmI/s400/DSC06759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ANs2hF81VpzdQeJkUur92w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiat8duMI/AAAAAAAADq0/NREAkRrSrxU/s400/DSC06761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting-for-the-duck activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w4y1LOe2sCow1oiA1k2OGA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKidYmreLI/AAAAAAAADrI/snnA9Bmqh9E/s400/DSC06772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fSWVoUdKdSl64kT38pYPLA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKieehGBdI/AAAAAAAADrQ/kRHq5-ZrsHc/s400/DSC06773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the number of roast ducks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/noXQ_YygfXsqH2tP_GltjQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKifaXPNYI/AAAAAAAADrY/KCYQR6zh7_E/s400/DSC06776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duck Hand Roll? Not bad lah, though its their signature dish. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super oily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p-h_L0y6pBNF75SALzd7jw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKigXnyYVI/AAAAAAAADrg/daoG1NLIXL8/s400/DSC06779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL the dishes had DUCK in it. Oh, the horror.&lt;br /&gt;Again, the usual spread. 8 to 9 dishes per meal. Excluding the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YLIgjuOZzofYoeh2oYzYSA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKih36cWZI/AAAAAAAADro/5v_dbCC7-fE/s400/DSC06780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! SO full. You'll never be hungry after a meal in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pE7fkE96RnymYUgw_5hHvw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKikNblP2I/AAAAAAAADrw/6IrsrLYW70w/s400/DSC06782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, must pose with the duck. (To show i'm taller than it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EaFNyouh_mIIKqhmkad5lA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKildM_tII/AAAAAAAADr4/SB041-fBAqI/s400/DSC06784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is SO CUTE. I was literally chasing after it to take a picture in it. Now thats truly china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ig0KV0z6j2Q3ImJ8lWDrCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKimqVYKjI/AAAAAAAADsA/LVhm4TWVmzU/s400/DSC06786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6-BENw0s9a9I79B7pi00sA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKineW6mVI/AAAAAAAADsI/ntKGp9xXmt8/s400/DSC06787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QF7qPBg4tWdeF9ID6aN2Iw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKioi_nWwI/AAAAAAAADsQ/pH1uQqLQjWM/s400/DSC06789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JPDI0Lgx4qRYf66lN-SBIA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKip8QQyGI/AAAAAAAADsY/EPpfeBmASsg/s400/DSC06791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kOLd8ndyv6sI6lzJI9ahQw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKis2Cd9UI/AAAAAAAADso/zeQIx-Juyc4/s400/DSC06797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmiles, Signboards and more bicycles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ubsz0porPIF9U075eAlAaw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKirYrVN0I/AAAAAAAADsg/-A5ALKM2W4s/s400/DSC06794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yICqEu-y3QaLKGh0Q4u8OA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKix3tdMrI/AAAAAAAADtQ/nlFZD-oA0LA/s400/DSC06814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only self shot picture in the entire trip I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_X7Mex35V3tTUgutpeFgUQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiuqSxSSI/AAAAAAAADs4/IXYCYhS0SiM/s400/DSC06803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eskimos? More like furry heads! We wore them the other way around to scare the little kiddies on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n0zeZQtHavWBOU7ofqO--w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiv27pNlI/AAAAAAAADtA/S_bv87P9yo8/s400/DSC06809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely trees. I'm gonna make sure I stay/study in a 4 season country next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1N5Cerva5IzKsTUu5iA-Cw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiy-GMxrI/AAAAAAAADtY/0urBqY_XKas/s400/DSC06815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SUPER blue skies! Sorry for the reflection though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Y_b_RQXmNe3ErfBtc_WuxA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKiz0mzu0I/AAAAAAAADtk/GWvPbHYpxGk/s400/DSC06817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable Bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Mr1CURmthqrwT71A5xXr8w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKi1aTZhsI/AAAAAAAADts/6Li7rcZSPYw/s400/DSC06820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for an hour after lunch, checked into our room, zonked out for a few hours before having dinner (EAT AGAIN. OMGZ)and lastly went to watch an acrobat act at a local theater. No pictures of those cause... nothing to take mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its mostly roads pictures for the first day. Haha... Nice whatttt...&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just the good side of Beijing so the streets look decent and stuff. Loads more to see on the later posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beijing Day 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The awesome sunrise.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (told you they make me happy)&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly I woke up early enough to watch it. The 2 other bed koalas (Sam and Tabs) were still snoring away. Esp one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QAsiin6l00_c0BhEs72LkA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKi15boFFI/AAAAAAAADt0/nhkKxh-qI88/s400/DSC06824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love this picture! And its only slightly edited! Contrast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1706365909746898922?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1706365909746898922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1706365909746898922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1706365909746898922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1706365909746898922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/other-than-trying-to-entertain-myself.html' title='Beijing&apos;08 Day 1'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/STKhk5O7z3I/AAAAAAAADk0/N51TxjhiE3M/s72-c/DSC06660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7585501006768674404</id><published>2008-11-27T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:06:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bloghopping and found this video.&lt;br /&gt;As quoted from the blog owner, it is indeed a MUST WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;It really shocked me. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmLhyPjHVes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmLhyPjHVes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7585501006768674404?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7585501006768674404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7585501006768674404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7585501006768674404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7585501006768674404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-was-bloghopping-and-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2253943461815532145</id><published>2008-11-27T19:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:49:01.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazying around the house the entire day. No kakis to go out! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting online and pretty much finished a portion of what I need to do for the Myanmar trip. I found some jobs online which are suitable BUT they require me to send them a detailed CV or resume. After 30mins of yahoo-ing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I CANT FIND ANY SAMPLES OF RESUME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so annoying lah! I think i'll stick to searching at malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently am going through my Beijing pictures taken by my ever handy dandy sony T20 and I gotta rave that the colours are awesome. :D There were so many pictures so I didnt actually got the time to go through one by one on my cam. Moreover, at different lighting, the colours didnt look as great on the cam. But after transferring them over to my comp, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN FREAKING impressed&lt;/span&gt;. :D Especially with the day shots. I got a feeling my cam &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; cooler countries as well. It doesnt take as nice pictures in Singapore as compared to Beijing and Japan lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe its be that's bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my favourite few that i've gone through. They're unedited so you can see the brilliance of the colours. Should I get a DSLR, its gonna be from Sony. (: Their lens rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony should start making specs with their lens. I'll be one of the first to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IBNgpVFI/AAAAAAAADjw/SyiUW67xlmk/s1600-h/DSC06669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IBNgpVFI/AAAAAAAADjw/SyiUW67xlmk/s400/DSC06669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273301768085263442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6ICF4XDHI/AAAAAAAADkA/Tcf2s8z49s0/s1600-h/DSC06869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6ICF4XDHI/AAAAAAAADkA/Tcf2s8z49s0/s400/DSC06869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273301783217114226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I personally like this shot of Mumster and Ruth.  Natural is the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IBnnakLI/AAAAAAAADj4/p3c34-WmKlw/s1600-h/DSC06782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IBnnakLI/AAAAAAAADj4/p3c34-WmKlw/s400/DSC06782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273301775092977842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunno what on earth is Tabs doing. Looks like she had too much duckie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IXzwBLsI/AAAAAAAADkQ/Xqde-XKM2-k/s1600-h/DSC06861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IXzwBLsI/AAAAAAAADkQ/Xqde-XKM2-k/s400/DSC06861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273302156307410626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shots from day 1 i think. Will upload more when i've finished clearing the some 500+ pics from my cam and 200+ from my dad's  + editing them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo madness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2253943461815532145?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2253943461815532145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2253943461815532145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2253943461815532145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2253943461815532145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/lazying-around-house-entire-day.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SS6IBNgpVFI/AAAAAAAADjw/SyiUW67xlmk/s72-c/DSC06669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3895176719354148675</id><published>2008-11-26T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:07:35.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been catching up with the Myanmar Trip stuff and as well as Lin and Job Hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Myanmar next friday seems real long from now but there's alot to prepare with the stories, games, crafts and songs. LOL to the songs cause learning the actions for it was well, silly and fun at the same time. It has been AGES since we (or should i say I?) have actually done actions for songs. The way Xp does them are just so funny and cute at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting day 1 today, well, not exactly cause part of the time was shopping for Mum's present. Checked out 2 places, one is currently KIV and the other requires an interview on friday. Pay is still well, not that great but what can we expect from working part time hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I've finished watching Twilight online cause I would definitely not catch it in the movies. Not watching cause I'm overly smitten and obsessed with Edward Cullen or Bella (or Alice for Benny's instance) but more for the plot. Oh, and neither am I interested in vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is much more quick and pretty much rushes through the entire plot in my point of view. It concentrates more on the romance of Edward and Bella cause they got hitched so fast, as compared to the book lah! Suspense isnt really there but maybe its because I already knew what's gonna happen. Oh, and one more thing, you have to read the book to know what's going on. The story just moves too fast in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it kept me growing roots and root hair cells on my bed in front of the screen so I gotta say its not bad either. Ichiban for the effects though, impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh, I'm gonna watch all the mindless chick flicks after this. House Bunny, Camp Rock... maybe rewatch HSM3 and prolly whatever interesting movie I can get on movie6. Have yet to load the Beijing pictures but yea, there SO many so i guess i can post only a few. Many as in over 500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Gonna watch movie and do my Myanmar stuff. Kudos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3895176719354148675?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3895176719354148675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3895176719354148675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3895176719354148675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3895176719354148675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-been-catching-up-with-myanmar-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3344178325679449991</id><published>2008-11-25T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:48:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its nearly 2 and I'm done unpacking+cleaning+clearing my entire room, luggage, shopping etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired mans. And Ps Rach + gang is coming over tomorrow at noon for some Myanmar briefing. Geez... Need to neaten my stuff tomorrow or else Xp&amp;amp;Xw will start packing my room for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing. WHY ON EARTH IS SINGAPORE SO HOTTTTTTTTTTT!!&lt;br /&gt;I love Beijing's weather. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan An.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3344178325679449991?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3344178325679449991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3344178325679449991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3344178325679449991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3344178325679449991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-nearly-2-and-im-done.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1879911384033257968</id><published>2008-11-16T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:41:50.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally found some time to do some of my comp stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the Christmas event design + slight edits to the prom pics cause the lighting is really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Some of the pictures I look super white, others cant see at all. Alamak. Whats more, almost every picture is affected by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; red eyes!&lt;/span&gt; And only MY eyes are not affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause they are too &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've uploaded both Lin's and my pictures, I'll minimize the pictures into small icons and put them by catagory okay? So many pictures lah, plus I've already deleted some lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see the bigger version, head to &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Joanie021/PromNight08#"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom wasnt as awesome as it should be but somewhat meets my low expectations for it. Its TK, what do you expect. I'm sure other schools like SAC put much much more effort into their prom. Not to mention they even have graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it was interesting to take public transport to prom. People were all staring at us on the train and hoho, we were like runaway brides. I had to hold my skirt and run lah! It was dragging on the floor lor! The dinner was really CMI but the DJ rocks socks. :D&lt;br /&gt;" I'm so big that I can absorb all of your critisims." Plus, he yawned during Mr Lee's speech. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Class of 2C'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CeklLcsg2-uLnCRfTtfQGg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Xf66QP0I/AAAAAAAADXU/Y1Tgbo9gQdc/s144/DSC06539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/unWUa7oegm1Qbj_O77OK6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_XiYBVTDI/AAAAAAAADXc/E-golpzHNh8/s144/DSC06541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bQhVd0Uw9t8nzBtukKDScg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_bGFTuA8I/AAAAAAAADi4/ADhtLoafSYA/s144/DSC06657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TvN1MMMSbNVYOkLylFmDPQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZYUlwZPI/AAAAAAAADdY/Loyt2-nIKD8/s144/DSC06611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aTWWATI40UkYU1UNHTw2rw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_abbFe9YI/AAAAAAAADgs/eOCY0PfCCis/s144/DSC06640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MokFchylCzSE9uV44hwVVA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aQxuDVTI/AAAAAAAADgM/Cn1tM2sCZ1g/s144/DSC06636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8uEOfpYk-PmY50i7ILA9kQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZVqYfSqI/AAAAAAAADdQ/Ferg8OprouQ/s144/DSC06610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/E1svB07Q8a7Z67RnlYgkyA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZNovGoMI/AAAAAAAADc0/C6oyupKGrow/s144/DSC06607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AWZiLMFIPAkbDoldMb0uBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZTDeLBXI/AAAAAAAADdI/rU0d7oI8B1Q/s144/DSC06609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so happen that this row is RJC. Jamie's prom queen btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Oq7EaWzcWxzkrc1fkOUEsA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Yd2HWAKI/AAAAAAAADak/JNxaJyH1QW8/s144/DSC06585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/u0vyWj5ibNAJMF0VmUr-7A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aV731UyI/AAAAAAAADgc/0-vZb2fztJ8/s144/DSC06638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/11V5jqB6xFi3RBGS-IOcUA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZKyQ42MI/AAAAAAAADcs/eupNJfofxgU/s144/DSC06605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9UjiZNhkYrSVo0bZkvdtbg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZQIqqX2I/AAAAAAAADc8/xMSW2Z5hsAQ/s144/DSC06608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third pic is Justin, Prom king. Other than that, he is definitely the best guy for taking photos with the entire night. Most of them stand as though they are in sedia postion and the girl will feel kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth picture is with Markie. :D My crapping buddy online. If I had wore my yukata as prom dress, he said maybe he'll wear the guy version too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XH_rc4M8FpMScVYrCrujxA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZdF9dY-I/AAAAAAAADdo/mPEg-fWB2pE/s144/DSC06613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tx8uKldm_rlElYMGkdvmtg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZfYecCOI/AAAAAAAADdw/eymSTFpOF_k/s144/DSC06614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yA5KAvQSz21-0qZaktA_aA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZiDBL2wI/AAAAAAAADd4/2hJS0DXEUME/s144/DSC06615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q74riWQUMyvkbrYlIFntgA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Za-LohBI/AAAAAAAADdg/dAnn-zXgVFc/s144/DSC06612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hZ5DJyLCYELFo-8qxgY1rQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZxHcCNVI/AAAAAAAADeo/IHy1X8J2jh4/s144/DSC06622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xad8UaSo-_30b8UT838n_Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Zz1_OoqI/AAAAAAAADew/XaPOAg9BfCU/s144/DSC06623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QkWCy2CRUh3ijuwCmqiXKw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Z5EO5ouI/AAAAAAAADfA/DORWdMJ905c/s144/DSC06625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I6Q2KzIz3lV8CGoPLB_n7w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Z2jKNXII/AAAAAAAADe4/q_lGxiZFar4/s144/DSC06624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4q5IBu3CtNhA5ooBYZW61w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aBvmkxsI/AAAAAAAADfY/JTZuJrSXV6I/s144/DSC06628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ghRYiMvqUP-0YemP4RE8VA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aD31JoPI/AAAAAAAADfg/fyCtqhIzfJU/s144/DSC06629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7tnldahVEmeHDNVWPNUPHw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aGedD4YI/AAAAAAAADfs/L5mXg79ZwK0/s144/DSC06630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OKWUQ8Z_Dbkkjm02pQVVvA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aOqDjO_I/AAAAAAAADgE/f7JqCAwMnLw/s144/DSC06633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Lin looks like hubby and wife right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that majority of the pictures are taken with them. So nostaligic! 2 years ago, we were so bubbly and united. 2C's probably one of the reasons i'll miss TK.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing's that both prom king and prom queen are from 2C and they have a really weird relationship this past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP Mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WQEgRjhH9_58kElbZDbL_Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_XkT8JLEI/AAAAAAAADXk/kyN6z1mNuk4/s144/DSC06543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BjX86ufX9q4tLCmLRdt7nA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Xm-_MFLI/AAAAAAAADXs/RIketDFVZJU/s144/DSC06544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0Irp4UYOtk7EzaiQY2kZYw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Xp5v9R2I/AAAAAAAADX4/t4ILFudXt20/s144/DSC06545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/POXeCr91l0kjtKaFb-J-ow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YDKc2QJI/AAAAAAAADZI/fRpAelMhTO8/s144/DSC06573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L-2_WarHWkuGppb_B4Axag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YMM010rI/AAAAAAAADZo/Zw_KRdGWMEs/s144/DSC06577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2jxi9vsUS1nBsT6fqvwPaQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Yn2d1UbI/AAAAAAAADbE/bz7xzzyQBH0/s144/DSC06591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolie looks so "guai" here lah! Deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;Third picture is Lin and Mr Sophisticate Nominee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sQalKJNiD-zC__5QuZQB0g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Ys-_asBI/AAAAAAAADbU/6K_Z44qoKg8/s144/DSC06594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ERn_WaEB6gVyvlsv-IJstQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YvYXeCWI/AAAAAAAADbc/TOYIxPjMGeM/s144/DSC06595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/v24p9D6HD8n4pO1-mXUvLA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aMAtPG6I/AAAAAAAADf8/PMllrSea24w/s144/DSC06632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so sad that Benny's going away so soon. :((( Hopefully this wont be the last picture we're taking with him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D0ZDJqSil9yNk4NgA3A4Hg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_XsoB2vLI/AAAAAAAADYA/wXaFsXX3scc/s144/DSC06546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b1Stu8qMhvCZzbF8lMgJig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_XvbRs3dI/AAAAAAAADYI/dQseN8Ld5ts/s144/DSC06547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9P6KeLUUoQTnx1i0uFR1BA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YAm0abfI/AAAAAAAADZA/Uq7ycrzhF0I/s144/DSC06571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zaBETvbf7ZmY245aEmXwxw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YKI63PhI/AAAAAAAADZg/ds2ykK40dW8/s144/DSC06576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iU0u2GFBG971g3qYHFP1Ew"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YxxMjw2I/AAAAAAAADbk/zigN1tl9Xac/s144/DSC06596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RgN8UcbJdHocTKN2VFbEpA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Yz-YniyI/AAAAAAAADbs/1dn2rhAB_fo/s144/DSC06597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ka54oOCWIQO9v6f4qW5yDA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Y66Xx1VI/AAAAAAAADb8/w5mGHKXn3Ec/s144/DSC06599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/B-XtzfyhVzERZFCgOJfVzA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Y98sM7bI/AAAAAAAADcE/dNervbenXE4/s144/DSC06600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Ivan kept to his word and took a decent picture with me. Hoho, Lin trashes him in height anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7VxqRiuK4JflXYDZfS3wsA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZuRcdwPI/AAAAAAAADeg/j0dWIXrCJxE/s144/DSC06620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4677h9uFtDnVbKyCL554gw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_agooo0gI/AAAAAAAADg8/2NnfBGK0yQo/s144/DSC06642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IiDa08yh3IivM6Odvp6eaQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ajLFWaUI/AAAAAAAADhE/4fOD-kU88Cg/s144/DSC06643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolie and Lin... *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other 4Aliens (fine, more like YanSiang &amp;amp; Tiff only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eLx1IhgcS9k4lfYypWx9jQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_as1yJpcI/AAAAAAAADhk/Tn4RSanPQ-M/s144/DSC06647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qYHrM2XlibWk1h233JI8Mg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aJKFsvMI/AAAAAAAADf0/ViL3okUaH9s/s144/DSC06631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q_jUqiDTcw6PXInBMnpsjg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_an0l1JxI/AAAAAAAADhU/IwA6-munT8E/s144/DSC06645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4C-ians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8KlwZ59Mgf4lx7VONlJ6Tg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aYYX8vQI/AAAAAAAADgk/Yxu-b_JiUhs/s144/DSC06639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hMG2U3phc3Q4KwqWu3RJOw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Z-kNgbEI/AAAAAAAADfQ/ux1Cz_TAkuk/s144/DSC06627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BuD19W8zCsW2Oa3lJ25_kw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZDwWfLLI/AAAAAAAADcU/urmsRiOKvQQ/s144/DSC06602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin and SM together in the third picture. I should charge whoever's ripping this picture. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WCGndCr4rRbfSxbg2Zd88g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YqUwSgwI/AAAAAAAADbM/eYysSn9btlU/s144/DSC06592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/a_XAAooXLjGfQ_YN-4Sgdw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YHyPBlyI/AAAAAAAADZY/tHMJ7vkZWxg/s144/DSC06575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yUI8p25hIY5_qPM8C4ceCQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_a01igJvI/AAAAAAAADh8/iLlMEp_8q_A/s144/DSC06650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dHCSngOHh_rhkpoMiJqtWA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_avi8Z7nI/AAAAAAAADhs/sTCbgm1dxXk/s144/DSC06648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kQn2mLbVjM9nAjdp7GpeiQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_aqtGJzGI/AAAAAAAADhc/OJmtcrRueAQ/s144/DSC06646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/keZkKtMl9Xw_YCwbYbJxaA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Z8G1eFqI/AAAAAAAADfI/faxPHxoPGaY/s144/DSC06626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin and Vanessa on the 1st pic. Vanessa looked real sweet that night.&lt;br /&gt;Muntaquim and I, the few that arrived in blood red.&lt;br /&gt;Last picture, Lin's pest. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kYX0J-VF3E94pLR5UysXCQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZFrAHJFI/AAAAAAAADcc/py67feID-TA/s144/DSC06603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vY27skT1-pJdPeKURh9R_A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Ygbbb0RI/AAAAAAAADas/3-tf6S6EPrk/s144/DSC06587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How conincidental that I happened to put the photos this way but anyhow, Tammie looks real prettay and mature. Rens, are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_RM_pVKAPQq9sZkvAeBB_w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YF6hYE1I/AAAAAAAADZQ/JgZ2JNq5IUg/s144/DSC06574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vecTUZBmBeaPykQJFNpFMA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YQ4ViH3I/AAAAAAAADZ4/28peC1za70U/s144/DSC06580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GT8bF7d_ceZ92wC9DhOB-A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YYZqaL7I/AAAAAAAADaQ/wmu-adwoo2g/s144/DSC06583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WIKISAmiqCbciJWzQsdtng"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YbJUUtbI/AAAAAAAADaY/OSZzxiOA66U/s144/DSC06584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Seah, Mdm Goo, Mrs Khairu and joker Mdm Nora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sUlOzCrHUCGBJR4sNsl6zQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Yi2-LWUI/AAAAAAAADa0/ibvSA8pKfDE/s144/DSC06588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GO0YXKVN4JSKsLzkHiSFVA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YlluP0LI/AAAAAAAADa8/jRpa8cIJbtk/s144/DSC06589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_DPlZvsFkSd267sXgprWLg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Zo1EiYnI/AAAAAAAADeQ/F2AH9gexm_8/s144/DSC06618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin's fave Mr Kang, Mdm Rozy and Mr Foo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Nw-qCnSti7umLX-3OPbkzA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YOQ1gp6I/AAAAAAAADZw/bXRpyNA8xbE/s144/DSC06579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lDa-lXm3OMCyoma88Q-Mag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YTsZr_-I/AAAAAAAADaA/CQhGUomimbk/s144/DSC06581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/obG8xfHacBQ6wgQo7VrbDQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_YWFZrFuI/AAAAAAAADaI/cw5lmB7BZgg/s144/DSC06582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Goo again, my "beloved" Mrs V. Tan and damn cool Mrs Chee.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk! Mrs Chee cheat our feelings lah! She appeared in pants! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/a6WcYpEzXsMOogFCLF62DA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_bDartSYI/AAAAAAAADiw/3hoSnhN3JUs/s144/DSC06656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took picture with the VP and not the P.&lt;br /&gt;Who ask him to run off so fast....&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Mr Koh's still placed in higher admiration than Mr Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VTjKqVza_sLsiiCS6AdDkw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_alroR0OI/AAAAAAAADhM/v2TzzJf9MRc/s144/DSC06644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/riOkw-y7BittT29d7s0xPg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_adsPMntI/AAAAAAAADg0/Z27rGqO0Y6k/s144/DSC06641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/69txW_YklYcgyEgxlwzFTg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZmXEYjOI/AAAAAAAADeI/h1_hP106wlI/s144/DSC06617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pic, Alisha and us. Her hair is uber cool mans. *Salutes!*&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic, Us and Kenneth. Whats with kenneths man! They all have a cheeky look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved the best for last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FpJSBy7g4i5_Xdhc5x3SWg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Y3E0CofI/AAAAAAAADb0/XVc03cI_cjQ/s400/DSC06598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FyP7aPN0TEHpt9HtPRx9mw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_ZA1agS8I/AAAAAAAADcM/sE8n81xl5sM/s400/DSC06601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! I'm as tall as you Ivan!&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND....&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;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7nu39DmGvGOXeYcAL-jkSg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Zra0RA_I/AAAAAAAADeY/mKFvks63CtQ/s400/DSC06619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont they look so cute?!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1879911384033257968?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1879911384033257968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1879911384033257968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1879911384033257968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1879911384033257968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-found-some-time-to-do-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SR_Xf66QP0I/AAAAAAAADXU/Y1Tgbo9gQdc/s72-c/DSC06539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2964121999933495888</id><published>2008-11-15T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:10:14.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time has passed so fast ever since I finished my last O level paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom's over and done with and tomorrow night I'll be flying off to Beijing already. So fast so fast! When I get back, I'll have tons of pictures to settle (and even more if i dont get Prom's one settled by tonight) plus Myanmar mission trip stuff to settle. OH yea, I nearly forgot there's youth retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holidays are awesomelicious.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, updates for my hair for those that are curious. (I know, so random) Ever since I cut at Jean Yip by Daniel, I've permed it + add extension. Doesnt seem obvious but yea, thats it. Unfortunately, I'm unable to dye it cause apparently my hair wont survive after that. If i could, it would be mahogany with honey and baby pink highlights. Maybe I'll do that if I have time in Beijing or else i'll buy a wig. My mum says I spend way too much money and attention to my hair. I guess she's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I Have This Dance&lt;/span&gt; is stuck in my head and I'm nuttos over it lah. Samuel's just so good at spoiling the song. :(( He's just a miniature version of uncle Weng Him (and maybe more hair),  extreme joker. Cant argue with him cause he'll just suan me back. Worse than Ivan okay! Thank God he isnt as tall as Xp or else I'll defo not talk to him. C;&lt;br /&gt;His shopping skills improved anyway. One week of shopping for Nut's present with him has been alright. Not atrocious or killer. Michelle, you trained him well. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, time to actually start packing for my 9 day trip tomorrow night. All I've done so far is to pull the empty luggage to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, my mum did that for me. So make it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;zilch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dances off the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I Have This Dance&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2964121999933495888?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2964121999933495888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2964121999933495888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2964121999933495888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2964121999933495888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-has-passed-so-fast-ever-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-881265387209295866</id><published>2008-11-12T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:28:53.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="341" width="428"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://clip.vn/w/Wt3s,vn,0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://clip.vn/w/Wt3s,vn,0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="341" width="428"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO! MY FAVE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-881265387209295866?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/881265387209295866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=881265387209295866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/881265387209295866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/881265387209295866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoho-my-fave.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4134236265839183054</id><published>2008-11-11T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:04:57.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love with Vanessa Hudgen's hair now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2623947801_d9e4e89243.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2623947801_d9e4e89243.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2967499941_55a599c0dc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2967499941_55a599c0dc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her curls are so pretty lah. :(  I need to grow my hair out a bit more plus my curls are not as silky smooth. *envious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wondering since when i have curls? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and HSM3 is awesome. Its quite a pity the HSM series have ended lah. I seriously love their songs + dancing this time around, very very impressive. Story line wise, I would just say its quite predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I totally love the scenes man. The shooting location + lighting was AWESOME. That one, I'm just taken away. Love the part they danced in the rain and in the sunset/sunrise. Very pretty!!! (:  Let me see if I can find a picture of that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zanessa is just such a cute romantic couple. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be this scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2706885620_a4539fe0a8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 258px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2706885620_a4539fe0a8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt mind watching HSM3 again! :D Hopefully Beijing sells the DVD dirt cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4134236265839183054?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4134236265839183054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4134236265839183054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4134236265839183054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4134236265839183054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-in-love-with-vanessa-hudgens-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8660135643592263316</id><published>2008-11-10T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:10:25.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, I'm like uber broke now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to support the Help-Joan-pay-for-her-hair job-fund?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on O levels, faster finish can?!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8660135643592263316?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8660135643592263316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8660135643592263316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8660135643592263316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8660135643592263316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/gosh-im-like-uber-broke-now.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3841702624007418637</id><published>2008-11-05T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:58:11.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some cute pics from Flickr to start off with. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hello_naomi/2739347941/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/2739347941_33a5c1c16e.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 407px; height: 290px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hello_naomi/2739347941/"&gt;cute face cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/hello_naomi/"&gt;hello naomi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2118/2064961263_e25663ec20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 425px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2118/2064961263_e25663ec20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/503907873_cb376f4dc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 294px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/503907873_cb376f4dc3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt and leg muscles hurt too now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those actors/actresses in korean dramas must have super great thighs/legs/bod cause they have to run after each other episode after episode. Imagine how many times they need to run with the numerous takes per scene. No wonder Jae Hee looks almighty fine. C;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams muscle ache*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3841702624007418637?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3841702624007418637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3841702624007418637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3841702624007418637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3841702624007418637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-face-cupcakes-originally-uploaded.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/2739347941_33a5c1c16e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6298626403384195663</id><published>2008-11-04T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:27:16.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It sucks to be sick lor!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose resembles Rudolf's one now lor, all red and blotchy due to a whole day's worth of rubbing. GRRR.  My throat hurts like mad too. :(  Must be because I drank Samuel's water the other day. So much for some 28bucks flu vaccination jab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to blog about this yesterday but thought that i should wait till today to blog about it (since I'm supposedly to be super free).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my hair cut yesterday by my favorite hairstylist at Jean Yip. His name is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;, super friendly, super detailed in cutting your hair and a whole lot devoted and gentle as compared to those 10 dollar ones. My sissy had a hair cut the day before at one of those stalls and walao, the hairdresser was almost barbaric can! She was like grabbing chunks of hair from the little head and snipping them off like some mad person. I see already also scared lor. :S   So in comparison, Daniel's service is like worlds apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, its my dunno how many time (about third or fourth?) time I've let him cut my hair and his service is ohsogood. He ensures that the cut suits my face + is something that i want + helps to style it after its done. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*thumbs up*&lt;/span&gt; Even Lin says its good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my mum also asks him to cut for her ever since I started to cut my hair there. Knowing my mum is someone that sticks to her usual, safe hairdresser, he's gotta be good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough with the praises, there's one more thing that Daniel does that I think its way interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is everytime I get a cut from him, my hair somehow looks longer?&lt;br /&gt;*question mark*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let me show ya smt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken like a week before the cut with little Eliah.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry i look like crap here. was just after the hectic week of O levels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZGQPYLsI/AAAAAAAADWI/16bl7foO67E/s1600-h/DSC06216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZGQPYLsI/AAAAAAAADWI/16bl7foO67E/s400/DSC06216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805928369663682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's after i arrived home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZGnky1QI/AAAAAAAADWQ/U83mbSCX7PE/s1600-h/DSC06361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZGnky1QI/AAAAAAAADWQ/U83mbSCX7PE/s400/DSC06361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805934633506050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT LOOKS SO MUCH LONGER HOR?&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that cutting hair means shorter hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not to mention he snapped a whole chunk of my hair away. :o&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i need to style it everyday till it gets a tad thicker. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my sissy and I,&lt;br /&gt;our after hair cut picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK SHE IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SO CUTE&lt;/span&gt; WITH SHORT HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZHH83ehI/AAAAAAAADWY/0HkkaQR0q-c/s1600-h/DSC06369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZHH83ehI/AAAAAAAADWY/0HkkaQR0q-c/s400/DSC06369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805943324408338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, sorry for all the unedited pictures with shitty lighting and stuff. :(&lt;br /&gt;Pictures in my room only turn out nice if they are taken in the day where the light is sufficient and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm super glad that O levels are nearly over and holidays are coming soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt too keen about going China but I sure am now. :D SHOPPING~~!&lt;br /&gt;Better than nothing. Just dont give me monkey brains or feet corroding sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6298626403384195663?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6298626403384195663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6298626403384195663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6298626403384195663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6298626403384195663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-sucks-to-be-sick-lor-my-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SRBZGQPYLsI/AAAAAAAADWI/16bl7foO67E/s72-c/DSC06216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1388223966106743656</id><published>2008-11-02T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:52:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc82.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/299/3/d/Yellow_Button__by_Shallallaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 399px;" src="http://fc82.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/299/3/d/Yellow_Button__by_Shallallaa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life Pause button &lt;/span&gt;for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabs was trying to play + sing this song today on the keyboard. Apparently I've heard this song before but surprisingly I dont have it in my Itunes, since I'm one Avril fan. Her songs actually make sense, unlike some other cutesy band songs which make absolute no sense. (Hints Paris Hilton!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking up on it and when i saw the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life hit the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pause&lt;/span&gt; button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the bed where you lie is made up on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything that I do reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were made for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Out here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know we were, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1388223966106743656?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1388223966106743656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1388223966106743656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1388223966106743656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1388223966106743656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/11/press-life-pause-button-for-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4213543500616022826</id><published>2008-10-29T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:04:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year's O levels are really... WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question. Did Cambridge send us the wrong paper or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I keep having to go back to the front cover to check if I'm taking the correct paper and stuff lah. Especially today's Physics paper. I spent a good 5 minutes looking all over the paper to check if I'm taking the correct one. The questions are like SO SO SO weird! Revised version my foot can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... Physics paper was not only weird but the questions totally blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRDHK4XJI/AAAAAAAADWA/0rEdbDNkhVk/s1600-h/DSC06191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRDHK4XJI/AAAAAAAADWA/0rEdbDNkhVk/s400/DSC06191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262545278488566930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yep! like that!)&lt;br /&gt;First time I do not have enough time to complete a physics paper when the night before i finished 2 papers in 2 hours. :o   Hopefully my trashy answers will get all the method marks and stuff or somehow or another the markers will love my name and start giving me super good marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God Please! I need an A for my Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so banging on Physics to get my A can? Apparently, Physics had been by strongest science among the 3. But due to the current situation, Lin is even telling me that thank God that I didnt drop Chem cause it is probably the safest paper so far. Looking at all the papers we have took, Cambridge sure is funny. Who knows what's gonna come out for Bio. Some report about faeces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only God can help me liao.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRCnZEsSI/AAAAAAAADVw/jrz5yYQSLJw/s1600-h/DSC06206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRCnZEsSI/AAAAAAAADVw/jrz5yYQSLJw/s400/DSC06206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262545269958160674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRC6wG8sI/AAAAAAAADV4/fiaq3Mt_MEg/s1600-h/DSC06211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRC6wG8sI/AAAAAAAADV4/fiaq3Mt_MEg/s400/DSC06211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262545275155051202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the other day and found this fish like thingy next to me on the pillow. Apparently its a thread from my favorite Ikea pillow case but how it formed a fish, thats a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I call it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He is always beside me&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to get some dinner and get it on with Emaths (sounds so wrong!).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's something real cool i found from Rachel's blog. Its so so so realistic lah! I was like holding my ears when the razor went near it. Defo need to show Lin. I'll be laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUDTlvagjJA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUDTlvagjJA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SEE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4213543500616022826?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4213543500616022826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4213543500616022826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4213543500616022826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4213543500616022826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-years-o-levels-are-really.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SQhRDHK4XJI/AAAAAAAADWA/0rEdbDNkhVk/s72-c/DSC06191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7942455693486470991</id><published>2008-10-28T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:40:46.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of My Most Bimbotic Post Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I guess  everyone's mugging their lives out for the O and As. Honestly, I think that O  levels are damn ripped off lor! Like we study so hard for prelims and stuff but  whatever that comes out during O levels are easier? Of course its better safe  than sorry but like !!!!! so yea, no point pushing yourself so hard now okay?  Just revise. :D HOHO. AIYA, we all got the info up in our shells already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so take a break and read my bimbotic hobby~! (: (eh, i spent time  taking photos for this post lor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting.... My Bimbotic Hobby, in  another words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHNG-ZHNGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I know, that word originated  from &lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;XiaXue&lt;/a&gt; but everyone seems to be using that word now. Haha, anyways, my form  of zhnging is different from her cause she uses Swarovski crystals and stuff but  Lin and I uses some cheapo crystals but i think its somewhat the same lah. We  use it on useless stuff mah! How can use Swarovski crystals?! (though i may plan  to one of these days and reveal my true bimbotic self!) :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why  Bimbotic? Its not Zhnging is bimbotic. Zhnging is more like art? But it is that  Lin and I become bimbotic when we zhng! (Of course, on purpose one lah!)  Therefore, BIMBOTIC. I start calling Lin Bim Bo cause she looks koreanish + she  is bimbotic. :D Nice name hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here are just some pictures of  what I've zhnged and one or two of Lin's. Didnt have the opportunity to capture  hers (she did almost everything in the pencil box! BIMBO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NYXo_q0EB17uuX1Bxo8DqQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6BGKSinI/AAAAAAAADTM/KtkXw_uyMY8/s400/DSC06128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my favorite thing to show off now. My bling bling ear piece.&lt;br /&gt;Must give my favorite study partner a treat right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YBgg0ZS8beAcitusmTLi6Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ5k12na-I/AAAAAAAADR0/80q8KI4jJBM/s400/DSC06261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little heart on my pencil box, planning to do a huge REI on it. But lets just see how it goes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j77rn6f5U-9etZsecwtkNA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ5nDa-F4I/AAAAAAAADR8/pW-7-lwlvR4/s400/DSC06251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's present. ;D Hopefully she isnt seeing this now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vZuZpbAPGV9vWIYf8VDovw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ50tCrX3I/AAAAAAAADSk/rROknOUxCU8/s400/DSC06108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the cheapo "crystals" yet to be stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cdtlAXqO--GJw-lFb4hACg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ53ADHRqI/AAAAAAAADSs/xsQ-9B5waRM/s400/DSC06113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got abit bimbotic so i start sticking them on my adaptor. See how different these are compared to the expensive type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tmPwml94NJhp2ZWIB4lqsQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6EUh12oI/AAAAAAAADTc/H8boV-b1MhY/s400/DSC06135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more bimbotic, the back of my handphone. (thankfully, I'm changing one soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DrAoWU9r1sRF3qh_9AB9vg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6sNLGStI/AAAAAAAADU4/FQMAZPqO2iE/s400/DSC05991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my earpiece, this is my fave! (: On my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bihaOD3TdmsdvmxIqoH2SQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6vD17-jI/AAAAAAAADVA/EfRuqPDNeYA/s400/DSC05992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6EP_eOKPWJyCeh6YFEn14Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6xeNiqKI/AAAAAAAADVI/-qvgrMkjBvw/s400/DSC05995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my top coat (done pretty long time ago, before i embarked on my bimbo hobby full time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w76l0oje-29WX0NGKFhPZA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6za-TobI/AAAAAAAADVQ/GekIicrn0eg/s400/DSC05999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it actually comes in - sticker form..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1R6Ker-p2Jmjxt2QOFVKiw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6d6Nh4SI/AAAAAAAADUY/R8Sp1_xX8_A/s400/DSC06156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REI. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AAWXwSx5AeKNnV3lgK68HQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6lhchwrI/AAAAAAAADUo/ufGUs5UFFpA/s400/DSC06159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and some random heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oH_btEbO3mzsC9akpKUKuQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ5yOTTNjI/AAAAAAAADSc/FCXZkMEQbw0/s400/DSC06100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vainity strikes, tried doing on my eye!&lt;br /&gt;My advice: dont do it unless you want your eye to go bonkers due to cam's flash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-_QDql_kQi2FO8c7CCp9zg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ5tJ5TzhI/AAAAAAAADSM/v6B2zcwK_Bg/s400/DSC06257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentials when zhnging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Lin's method of zhnging. (her secret method!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, she gets a crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RNhpDgdj9aa89ZmxJc3FDw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6HnN3ESI/AAAAAAAADTk/EUVLKdwSJWQ/s400/DSC06141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she goes....&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;"&gt;"SQUAD SEDIA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TADAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YY7k4vqKcSoHS3jgYwubVg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6M8VEM3I/AAAAAAAADT0/jjFuYfwP_9M/s400/DSC06145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thats how she does it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7942455693486470991?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7942455693486470991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7942455693486470991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7942455693486470991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7942455693486470991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-my-most-bimbotic-post-ever.html' title='One Of My Most Bimbotic Post Ever'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SQZ6BGKSinI/AAAAAAAADTM/KtkXw_uyMY8/s72-c/DSC06128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3174891210548890834</id><published>2008-10-23T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:23:19.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid For You - Marie Digby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-mixtape.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=14316205&amp;amp;path=2008/10/23&amp;amp;mycolor=000000&amp;amp;mycolor2=CCFF40&amp;amp;mycolor3=EB2138&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" style="visibility: visible; width: 300px; height: 185px;" align="middle" border="0" height="185" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/14316205" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.myflashfetish.com/btns/itape/tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.myflashfetish.com/btns/itape/create.gif" title="Create Your Free Playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Playlist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/ringtones/14316205" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.myflashfetish.com/btns/itape/ringtones.gif" title="Get Ringtones From This Playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Ringtones" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px; font-style: italic;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.4NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjQ2MDMwODI2OTImcHQ9MTIyNDYwMzEwMDUwNyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPTRkYzZlYWQ*OGM*ZTRiMTlhNjFlYTkxYzEwMDA*YmQw.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I find a person quite like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally found the nerve to confess that it's you - that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care if I act a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would damn near beg for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Set aside, all my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don't keep me hanging here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause this girl is falling stupid for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, oh stupid for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The proper thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is for me to act like a lady and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you to make the first move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don't think you're getting the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That it's you - that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care if I act a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would damn near beg for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put aside, all my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don't keep me hanging here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause this girl is falling stupid for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, oh stupid for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why's it always feel like I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing love when nothing's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here I go just making the same mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've fallen stupid for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, oh stupid for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3174891210548890834?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3174891210548890834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3174891210548890834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3174891210548890834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3174891210548890834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-for-you-marie-digby-music.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4292071558829879317</id><published>2008-10-22T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:43:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHOH! I totally know what to blog already for my belated 21st post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HOBBY!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY~~!!! I am one day closer to the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! To the left to the left, all the crazy exams to the left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4292071558829879317?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4292071558829879317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4292071558829879317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4292071558829879317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4292071558829879317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohoh-i-totally-know-what-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5105681717397459311</id><published>2008-10-21T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:59:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/10; Plans plans. Looking forward.</title><content type='html'>This is bad. Its the 21st and i've no decent post for it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month certainly have passed fast enough. I remember the previous 21st I mentioned that one month later i would have completed a few papers already. It seemed so far then but volia, its over lah. Honestly, I cant feel the supposedly "O level stress" and reality has yet to hit me that I'm actually taking the O level papers lah! Somehow I still feel as though I'm sitting for prelims and O levels are like far far far far away. Really. Amazing hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certainly looking forward to the next 21st. :D I'm be in Beijing by then and just before that, there's gonna be alot of crazy things that gonna happen. Hoho~~! Prom madness and remember the stuff I said I will do before the end of my Secondary (aka High) school life? C;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm gonna do them all. Just in case I end up in Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. The downside is that I've gotta rush to do them all on the last week or the last day of O levels lah. :(   PLUS, I've got Bio Paper 1 + Prom on that day. I really not sure if I can accomplish them all lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know there's one special one that I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; gonna do. HEHEHEHEHEHE.   If I dont do that particular one, it defeats the whole purpose la! (mischief mischief).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, other that having my brain fried now (goreng brain anyone?), I've nothing much else to rant about cause.... causee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MUAUAUAHAHAHAHAHAHAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reallly going nuttos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SP36mdJhraI/AAAAAAAADRM/0pvDr0-X6Qk/s1600-h/DSC09359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SP36mdJhraI/AAAAAAAADRM/0pvDr0-X6Qk/s400/DSC09359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259635478405164450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(wooo!! check outta the baggies~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I'll do a decent post to replace this crappy one soon. With original pictures I promise. Maybe after friday or next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5105681717397459311?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5105681717397459311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5105681717397459311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5105681717397459311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5105681717397459311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-bad.html' title='21/10; Plans plans. Looking forward.'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SP36mdJhraI/AAAAAAAADRM/0pvDr0-X6Qk/s72-c/DSC09359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8411135420170452058</id><published>2008-10-19T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:26:36.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omggg. I havent exactly had a nightmare for quite some time already lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one really left me super scared and a damn strong impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to study. Chem tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8411135420170452058?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8411135420170452058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8411135420170452058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8411135420170452058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8411135420170452058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/omggg.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2473786398390392227</id><published>2008-10-13T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:32:58.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've not updated for the longest time ever but I'm keeping this to a few lines before i rush off and chiong again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that O levels is in a week's time and i've not prepared for it (seriously). I'm still making careless mistakes for Maths (which i actually can get 100%) and I still cant get integration and differentiation all right for nuts. (This i ought to whack meself on the head).  Science wise, chem and physics are coming along well enough but still not at the point where its a confirm A. Bio is... argh.. far away man. I totally need to meet Mrs Yap soonnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Humanities and English? I really need to pray damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. first time seeing me talk about studies right? Yea, probably this will be only month in my achieves that you'll see it.  People call me the happy-go-lucky person, but I dont think so. How things turn out in life is based on a 90/10 basis. 10% is the part where you cant control but 90% is how you react which can be controlled. Dont believe it? Go check it out. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking which, I've got my whole 2 months of holidays more or less sorted out! Hoho, yes, even before O levels. Crazy lor. Anw, can anyone please tell me when is NP chalet gonna be held? I totally dont want to miss it again lah! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's roughly my plans after O levels so you know why am i not updating:&lt;br /&gt;Prom night (12/11), Beijing (17/11 to 24/11), Youth Retreat (23/11 to 25/11 i think), Myanmar (5/12 to 9/12), Parent's Cell Group Outing to Msia (tentatively on last week of Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc37.deviantart.com/fs6/f/2006/352/9/8/fighting_for_freedom_by_ill23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc37.deviantart.com/fs6/f/2006/352/9/8/fighting_for_freedom_by_ill23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"FIGHTING! AJA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2473786398390392227?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2473786398390392227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2473786398390392227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2473786398390392227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2473786398390392227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-not-updated-for-longest-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6898849185624968925</id><published>2008-10-03T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:16:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if i am going to blog for the next week or so cause O levels is damn damn freaking near. 17 days really dont seem that near but in reality it is SUPER NEAR LAH. :s God help me!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just realised that next week will be officially my last week in school for lessons. After 4 years, my life in TK has ended and it definitely was impactful. The school, the culture, the lessons, the teachers and not to forget, the friends. Now looking back, I am glad I entered TK cause I really experienced alot here. Studies wise, friends wise, CCA wise etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years is really damn fast. I remember the calf length skirts i used to wear and Mrs V Tan's grim face whenever I fold it up. I remember screaming my heart out when TK band won GWH. I remember panicking over which class should I enter. I remember the times the whole 1C would gather around the benches behind the library and see WX chasing Gerald whom afterwards get bazuzooed by the plants. I remember slogging and being drenched in everyone's sweat at the field. I remember doing gay ACES day dances on that very field as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than I know it, I will be saying that I remember the days I slogged for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too soon, too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SOYmJrFjzwI/AAAAAAAADRE/XIgw9QHMunA/s1600-h/DSC01212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SOYmJrFjzwI/AAAAAAAADRE/XIgw9QHMunA/s400/DSC01212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252927963000983298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memorial of the good 4 years in TK, I have decided to take pictures of TK next week so that next time when Lin and I look through the pictures, we can go "Ahh, remember this place? We saw so many under wears here" and crap. And yes, there IS a certain place where Lin and I always find under wears during camps. Coincidence or not, it IS gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided that in these last few weeks of my life, I shall list out things that normal high schoolers do and I shall do it too. Next year I may be in Poly, I may be in JC. Poly life is definitely different and what if I dont have a chance to do it again? I only got this last chance lor! I dont want to grow up regretting that I've wasted such a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stuff? Maybe stuff like playing truant? Maybe stuff like confessing your undying love to the person you like (you know, like in the movies, confrontal type). Maybe screaming on the rooftop of your school? No idea. Can you guys suggest somemore? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends, High school never ends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUH&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but I'm gonna really miss secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th61.deviantart.com/fs4/300W/i/2004/258/9/d/High_School_Girl_Pride_by_February20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 375px;" src="http://th61.deviantart.com/fs4/300W/i/2004/258/9/d/High_School_Girl_Pride_by_February20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6898849185624968925?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6898849185624968925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6898849185624968925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6898849185624968925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6898849185624968925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wonder-if-i-am-going-to-blog-for-next.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SOYmJrFjzwI/AAAAAAAADRE/XIgw9QHMunA/s72-c/DSC01212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2675126007725832765</id><published>2008-10-01T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:33:43.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc77.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/254/f/6/Studious_by_Freedomized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc77.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/254/f/6/Studious_by_Freedomized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyebags, eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the only type of bag that comes free these days. Even plastic bags cost 5cents at Ikea, the bigger, the more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think my eyes need that bag leh, can it be transferred to my brain instead to store more infomation/crap for my O levels? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying now cant said to be neither a chore nor a hobby. Its like a love-hate relationship lah! I cant afford not doing it but its not like I enjoy doing it lor. Maybe if I were to be scoring my As now, I would actually enjoy doing it. (Unfortunately, I'm not so I'm kinda stuck in this crappy position.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School the past few days were really how to say... weird? Aiyoyo, so many (unnecessary but predicted) things happening plus SO MUCH TO STUDY. Plus Omg, Mr Wee now picks on me. x( Oi Mr Wee! Dont pick on me lah... I already very nice not to drop your subject already lor. Plus, I'm listening and infact waiting for you to quicken the speed of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its SO damned annoying that our lessons has even more "commercial breaks" than Channel 8 (not that I do watch it but thats what I remember in the past. Every 10 or 15 mins got a commercial break, right right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, and you know right, I have more holiday plans than study plans lah! Lin and I have been discussing on what things we are going to do after O levels and even started listing and planning already lor! Like some of the activities we listed were like to learn Japanese, learn to do makeup &amp;amp; hairdressing, learn to cook Japanese food etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea lah, I know, the Japanese part is of course what I suggest one. c: Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMIGOSH. I'm so excited to end of O levels!!! I'm going to Beijing with my+Tabs family, there's prom, there's mission trip to Myannmar, there's NP chalet, there's 101 things for me to do! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats more, I can finally dye my hair without to worry about school. But of course, I wont turn into some chao ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I'm already smiling to myself like a freaking retard. You cant even see my eyes cause my eyebags are totally covering those minute eyes. I seriously wonder whose eyes are bigger. Benny's or mine. Hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work. Still got about 2 freaking papers to complete before I can watch a portion of my drama (escapism) and hit the sack. Dont want to become eye-less you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2675126007725832765?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2675126007725832765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2675126007725832765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2675126007725832765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2675126007725832765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/10/eyebags-eyebags.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7996517288327645334</id><published>2008-09-26T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:32:01.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results are like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; man. Literally shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, am I supposed to rant about it?  Nothing special to rant about leh. Like so common to me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I disappointed? Er, yea I am indeed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappointed &lt;/span&gt;especially for certain subjects (Physics, Bio, Emaths?) Disappointed also cause ALL my subjects are a mark or less away from the next grade. Imagine 6 subjects, all minus one point. Thats 6 freaking points down. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, knowing me, I wont be like some people who desperately fight, argue, convince, persuade, plead until the cows come home just to get those marks. Its so annoying to do that can. If the teacher count wrongly, then I guess I've no choice but to move my butt and get those marks back. Otherwise, I dont see how you can fly to Cambridge just to do that. I dont think the people there would give a hoot or two about you, not even if you bribe them with a humongous fudgy chocolate cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, no motivation whatsoever to study for O levels. Haha, you know right, it seems damn far away? 3 weeks are like 3 months to me. Tell me how to jump from 30 to 10 in 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truncated sucks so badly cause of SOMEONE lah. Test me somemore and I'll certainly make sure that your hair will be in a brilliant condition and style for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Botak that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont try me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7996517288327645334?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7996517288327645334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7996517288327645334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7996517288327645334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7996517288327645334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-results-are-like-shit-man.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8397768398793945827</id><published>2008-09-21T18:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:59:48.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/09; Twentyone Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I dont have anything interesting to share today leh. :( Its more like marking my last few hours of "relax" time before embarking for another hardcore month. On the next 21st, I would have already finished some of first 2 papers. Crazy isnt it. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church today was pretty sian lor. Now, I kinda get what Jeremy mean when he says its sian. I mean, thank God that least most people turned up, unlike some previous weeks where the youth area was pretty barren. I'm looking forward for Nut to come back as well as for Samuel to come on Sundays. Haha, call me bias but I think Samuel brings the fun in lah.  My leaders rock lah. (hoho, dont kill me other leaders. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to go back to school tomorrow lah. 3 (maybe and should be depressing) days, followed by truncated. I hope there's more joint/mass lessons lah. For some reason, I really do not wish to stay with some of my class people. No offense, some of them are really nice and stuff but some just pisses me off like real badly. Plus, I cant afford to have any sort of emotional crisis now cause my grades are already in the state of needing CPR. So should you see me emo-ing around, you should understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me stop ranting about school cause its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Lin asked me (actually alot of people as well) asked me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;why I like the number 21.&lt;/span&gt; Okay lah, maybe the word "like" is too generic already. Obsessed may fit it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc52.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/064/1/0/21_by_drewish_machine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc52.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/064/1/0/21_by_drewish_machine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dont know either leh. It somehow has been embedded into me since I was young and have come to love that number. Like should someone ask me for a number, the first number that should shoot into my mind would be 21. Otherwise, the next number would be 1, 2, 20 or 121. Somehow it has to do with 21 lah. Funny hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;img src="http://www.archimedes-lab.org/numbers/images_num/21-star.gif" alt="star number" align="right" height="98" width="98" /&gt;21  is                 the 3rd star number (3 x 3 + 4 x 3).&lt;br /&gt;          is a &lt;a href="http://www.archimedes-lab.org/nombredormachine.html"&gt;Fibonacci number&lt;/a&gt;, and               the smallest number of differently sized &lt;a href="http://mathworld.wolfram.com/Square.html" target="_self"&gt;squares&lt;/a&gt; that               are needed to tile a &lt;a href="http://mathworld.wolfram.com/Square.html" target="_self"&gt;square&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;          is the number of spots on a standard cubical die (1+2+3+4+5+6).&lt;br /&gt;          is the number of ways of choosing a set of 5 elements from a set               of 7 elements.&lt;br /&gt;          is x for: y=2x-22 and 3x-4y+17=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;= 11&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; -                 10&lt;sup&gt;2 &lt;/sup&gt;= 5&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - 2&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          = 4&lt;sup&gt;0&lt;/sup&gt; + 4&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; + 4&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/sup&gt;= 6&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - 5&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; + 4&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - 3&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; +               2&lt;sup&gt;2 &lt;/sup&gt;- 1&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2&lt;sup&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; -                 21 is prime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the                 German 'Twenty-One Club' (&lt;a href="http://www.verein-zwanzigeins.de/" target="_self"&gt;Zwanzigeins                 e. V.&lt;/a&gt;) is dedicated to the promotion of a new way to spell                 numbers in order to make mental arithmetic easier. The supporters                 of the club want Germans to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;zwanzigeins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (twenty-one)                 instead of the current &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;einundzwanzig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (one-and-twenty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/when-i-was-one-and-twenty-poem-2" target="_self"&gt;When                   I Was One-and-Twenty&lt;/a&gt;" is a dramatical verse by Alfred                   Edward Housman about the futility of love, youth, experience,                   and the irony in living life.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found from this &lt;a href="http://www.archimedes-lab.org/numbers/Num13_23.html"&gt;web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mathematical. So Mr Kang lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparently, I've also found out that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even neurons have their favorite number.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe thats the reason why I love the number 21? So what does 21 gotta do with me? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is my birthdate.&lt;br /&gt;2. It was my first register number (yea, i know its so irrelevant but somehow i can only remember this register number besides the recent ones)&lt;br /&gt;3. It was the floor i got off everyday from the lift in my previous house&lt;br /&gt;4. It was a pretty number to me. (I wonder why?)&lt;br /&gt;5. I think in the past, good things always happen on the 21st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also not sure leh. I just think that 21 is a pretty number, unique and special to me lah. 21 is like also very professional?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, when I buy stuff, I always look out for the 21st item on the list or the 21st colour etc etc and normally I would buy it just because of the number 21. So dont tempt me with stuff with "21"s on it okay. I would be damnnnn tempted to buy hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that know Xiaowen would know that he too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; the number 21, thus explaining why we share the same number on our youth tees. We were fighting over who should have the number 21 (plus both of us were the in-charges) since there can only be one 21. In the end we both agreed on sharing the number, thus allowing only 2 people to share a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he too is born on the 21st but not in may, but april. He is also obsessed over the number 21, and definitely wont give in to me should there be only one 21. (Yes, thats how much he loves 21 as well, and I also wont give in to him. XD  Too bad, Xiaowen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the interesting part.  He's born on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 April 1990&lt;/span&gt; and I'm born on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 May 1992&lt;/span&gt;, making that 2 years and 1 month apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;years and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; month apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, maybe I'm too calculative but its cool, dont ya think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here are pics of the 21 lovers. (No, not the 21 couple but we who love the number 21.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNZiHmwa91I/AAAAAAAACYU/hHJCRDtq-fQ/s1600-h/DSC_0053+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNZiHmwa91I/AAAAAAAACYU/hHJCRDtq-fQ/s400/DSC_0053+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248490298549139282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha... here me look nice can already! can see xiaowen in the background.&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nah, im just joking. later he angry how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNZiH4H1GRI/AAAAAAAACYc/KEZOr_maEbw/s1600-h/Joan+and+Xw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNZiH4H1GRI/AAAAAAAACYc/KEZOr_maEbw/s400/Joan+and+Xw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248490303210723602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this picture is damn old. Like last year's Be Electrified? Eh, Xiaowen, need to take more pictures with you lah! I cant find any recent ones we took together okay. Walao, I look damn un glam in this picture. Short hair and braces. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, somehow the number 21 got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special meaning&lt;/span&gt; to me one okay. So far I think only one person know. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea lah, i'm inseparable with the number 21. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! I want to get engaged by 21 in japan! (hahahaha... okay, maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all. I'm off to remove my red-orange-yellow nails. Damn sad lah. School tomorrow. God help me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おやすみ んあさい~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Gambatte Xiaowen for your A levels. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8397768398793945827?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8397768398793945827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8397768398793945827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8397768398793945827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8397768398793945827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/21st-today.html' title='21/09; Twentyone Love.'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNZiHmwa91I/AAAAAAAACYU/hHJCRDtq-fQ/s72-c/DSC_0053+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7678461760566493896</id><published>2008-09-19T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:25:41.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Marking days are the best man. :D We are told to make the most fun outta it, meaning we should not study for these 2 days. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something in me is itching to study lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didnt exactly go out these 2 marking days cause somehow Lin and I got tired of shopping way too soon. So we baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, no, it did not become some new slimming pill or lao-sai pill of some sort. It came out quite nicely okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of our chocolate brownie pico-cupcakes. Like the diameter is the size of a 50cent coin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNOCFXGTsfI/AAAAAAAACYM/MSKzL-cGxBU/s1600-h/DSC05799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNOCFXGTsfI/AAAAAAAACYM/MSKzL-cGxBU/s400/DSC05799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247681019428188658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, which was supposedly going to watch movie, I baked apple pie. (yea, i know. i baked 2 times in a row and i didnt even feel bored of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNOCFAC1cmI/AAAAAAAACYE/7o3UOomdJew/s1600-h/DSC05795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNOCFAC1cmI/AAAAAAAACYE/7o3UOomdJew/s400/DSC05795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247681013239607906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out rather good in my opinion, since its the first time i made apple pie + i had to do all the stuff from scratch (e.g. pastry dough and cinnamon powder). Replaced quite a number of ingredients as well since the baking adventure was kinda impromptu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it tastes good okay, besides the kinda hard crust. (and i aint got a big ego hor).&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what the BS people say tonight. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7678461760566493896?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7678461760566493896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7678461760566493896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7678461760566493896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7678461760566493896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/marking-days-are-best-man.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SNOCFXGTsfI/AAAAAAAACYM/MSKzL-cGxBU/s72-c/DSC05799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4437449192266962378</id><published>2008-09-17T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:00:09.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! exams are over. well, sorta cause the major Os are yet to come. so sickening lah. why cant it faster come and go. :( I'm like so envious of the sec3, 2 and 1 kids cause they have their FYE in like a week or two's time and then they are free for the rest of the the 2 freaking whole months. Like hello, i'll still be stuck studying till I turn bald for at least a month more? :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its evident that people start to go insane after intense mugging cause i witnessed Reza (i'm not sure) but the guy on wheels from 4J whacking his clutches real hard on the floor. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, i've like started looking out for some stuff for my holiday in November. :P Like my BOOTS. :D HOHO, i've gone into boots fetish and i've managed to find a blogshop selling nice jap and korean boots (so i can kop the pics from them) but they are freaking expensive lah. I've checked Bugis street as well and the cheapest i can find is like 39 buckaroos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOKKKKK. (i'm getting excited over boots. wonderful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leather ones are nice and definitely more suitable &amp;amp; worthwhile to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them ranging around 45 buckaroos on this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R25ofCZNfMI/AAAAAAAABFM/_2Jc2N1xg_E/s1600/Black%2BLong%2BBoots%2B2%2B%2459.90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R25ofCZNfMI/AAAAAAAABFM/_2Jc2N1xg_E/s1600/Black%2BLong%2BBoots%2B2%2B%2459.90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R25xNiZNffI/AAAAAAAABHk/UIS-62uPbew/s1600/Buttons%2BLong%2BBoots%2B%2459.90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R25xNiZNffI/AAAAAAAABHk/UIS-62uPbew/s1600/Buttons%2BLong%2BBoots%2B%2459.90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R2-a8SZNgKI/AAAAAAAABNk/ZTz7T6VBn94/s1600/Simple%2BHigh%2BHeel%2BBoots%2B%2459.90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R2-a8SZNgKI/AAAAAAAABNk/ZTz7T6VBn94/s1600/Simple%2BHigh%2BHeel%2BBoots%2B%2459.90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butttttt, i totally love the suede ones.  Sadly, i cant find any of those with fur on the top rims of the boots , those similar to what Makino wear in HYD. I think i fell in love with her boots already, just that her boots kinda lack the heels. But i still love it. :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R5Mo7iZNpXI/AAAAAAAACYI/SW0KWTPcSlg/s1600/Light%2BBrown%2BSuede%2BLong%2BBoots.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R5Mo7iZNpXI/AAAAAAAACYI/SW0KWTPcSlg/s1600/Light%2BBrown%2BSuede%2BLong%2BBoots.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my fave amongst all that i've seen so far. Simple and totally chic. 45 buckaroos. Anyone willing to sponsor me? And for once, it comes in my size! 34/35. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant believe how happy am i. Like normally people only carry up to 35 and its still too big for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R5iz_AeqUkI/AAAAAAAACfg/1A1nCtvm91Q/s1600/Brown%2BSimple%2BSuede%2BLong%2BBoots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R5iz_AeqUkI/AAAAAAAACfg/1A1nCtvm91Q/s1600/Brown%2BSimple%2BSuede%2BLong%2BBoots.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all pics credits to &lt;a href="http://shopping-for-trend-shoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; web)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still contemplating whether to get it when I go Beijing or get it in Singapore. I'm very very VERY interested in getting it in Singapore so that i can show it off when i get on the plane to Beijing instead of going there and then shopping for boots. But on the other hand, buying the boots in Beijing can be a whole lot cheaper! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How how how?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i'm also going to wear these boots in Singapore although i know there's gonna be ALOT ALOT of stares. But dont you think its SOOO nice?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh yea, should anyone know someone that is selling boots or know where to get cheaper boots, comment this post alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really want my boots! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, Lin told me to wear my boots to prom. HOHO, imagine dress + boots. I wont be the prom queen but instead the drag queen lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4437449192266962378?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4437449192266962378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4437449192266962378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4437449192266962378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4437449192266962378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MHpnZvE1tI4/R25ofCZNfMI/AAAAAAAABFM/_2Jc2N1xg_E/s72-c/Black%2BLong%2BBoots%2B2%2B%2459.90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4745200288626978787</id><published>2008-09-16T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:30:43.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sia lah, damn tired. :( And i've no idea why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yea, guess what? I've already bought my prom dress! :D Similar ones with Lin but of course, they look slightly different. HOHO, and to keep you guys in suspense, i'm gonna not reveal it till prom. Well, neither is Lin going to so its our secret. *shuush!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, I found this on Mich's blog which i think its really accurate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which fruit will you pick if you were handed these? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Orange&lt;br /&gt;2. Apple&lt;br /&gt;3. Banana&lt;br /&gt;4. Coconut&lt;br /&gt;5. Pineapple&lt;br /&gt;6. Papaya&lt;br /&gt;7. Mango&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherry&lt;br /&gt;9. Black Grapes&lt;br /&gt;10. Peach&lt;br /&gt;11. Custard Apple&lt;br /&gt;12. Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, dont cheat and choose before you read! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs31/f/2008/198/a/8/drunk_fruit_by_Wish4magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs31/f/2008/198/a/8/drunk_fruit_by_Wish4magic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose my favorite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apple &amp;amp; Peach&lt;/span&gt;. I like cherry too but it isnt the first 2 that strike me. Hoho, most of you guys should know why i like apple! They are so cute. :D + my apple keychain. Peaches are sweeeeeeet! So sad no watermelon lah! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORANGE - If orange is your favorite fruit, it speaks of a person who has enduring patience and willpower. You like to do things slowly, but very thoroughly and are completely undaunted by hard work. You tend to be shy, but are reliable and trustworthy friend. You have an aesthetic bent of mind. You select your partner with care and you love with all your heart,and not in for just a fling. You avoid conflict at all costs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPLE - If apple is your favorite fruit, you are an extravagant, impulsive and outspoken person, often with a bit of a temper. While you may not be the best organizer yourself, you make a good team leader and are good at taking things forward. You can take quick action in most situations. You enjoy travel immensely. You ooze with charm when you are with your partner. You have an enthusiasm for life, unmatched by most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANA - You are a softy! Loving, gentle, warm and sympathetic by nature is the banana lover. You often lack in self-confidence and are quite timid by nature. People often take advantage of your sweet temper, and sheer vulnerability to a situation. You adore your partner in every which way, both for their mental and physical beauty! Because of the way you are, your relationship is always very much in harmony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COCONUT - The coconut lover is a serious, very thoughtful and contemplative person. Though you enjoy socializing, you are particular about the company you keep. You tend to be stubborn but not necessarily foolhardy. Shrewd, quick-witted and alert, you ensure that you are right on top of any given scenario, especially at work. You need a partner with brains, and while passion is important it certainly isn't everything for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINEAPPLE - You are quick to decide and even quicker to act. You are brave in asking career changes, if that is what is to your advantage. You have exceptional organizing abilities and are undaunted by the size of the task at hand. You tend to be self reliant, sincere and honest in your dealings with others. Though you are not given to making friends very quickly, but once you do, it is for life. Your partner is often impressed with your sterling qualities but disappointed in your ability to show affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPAYA - You are truly fearless and take much that happens in life in your stride. You give considerable thought to things you do. You have a sense of humor that, along with your generous nature, keeps you in most people's good books. You are a go-getter in your professional life, and have a knack for being in the right place at the right time. You enjoy meeting new people and seeing new sights whenever you can. Your sense of humor is what attracts members of the opposite sex to you more than anything else. It is simply charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANGO - A mango lover is a personality to be reckoned with; quite often, you are a person who has quite fixed ideas, and influencing you is not an easy task. You tend to be an extremist with strong likes and dislikes, and at times even like to control a situation... You enjoy getting involved in something that presents mental challenge. Strong as you may be, you are like a kitten when you are with your partner. You accommodate the love of your life, and make up for all the strong will elsewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERRY - If cherry is your favorite fruit, life isn't always as sweet for you.. You often face ups and downs, particularly professionally, and find that you make small sums of $$$, instead of a lump sum. You have a fertile imagination and are often involved in creative pursuits. You are a very sincere and loyal partner, but find that expressing your feelings is not very easy. Your home is your haven, and you love nothing more than being surrounded by close family and your beloved partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK GRAPES - You are a polite person in general, but do have quick flare-ups of temper that cool down just as quickly. You enjoy beauty in all forms, including beautiful people. You are very popular because of your warm, gregarious nature. You have a zest for life; you enjoy everything you do, right from the way you dress, to your style and your day-to-day life. Your partner must share your zeal and zing for life to enjoy all you have to offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACH - Like a peach, you enjoy the juice of life and all its lush ripeness! You are the friendly sort, and are quite frank and outspoken, which adds to your charm. You are quick to forgive and forget; and value your friendships highly. You have an independent and ambitious streak in you that make you a real go-getter. You are the ideal lover, fiery and passionate but sincere and faithful in love. You don't, however, like to display all that passion in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTARD APPLE - You are a modest and conservative person who can be quite sensitive at times. You tend to be thoughtful and contemplative, and therefore are rarely rash in doing things.. You are quite ambitious and are good at anything that requires much detailing or working with numbers. You are quick at finding fault with others. While looking for a partner, you value a person's intellect far above their looks or good old passion. You are quite shy and not very comfortable demonstrating affection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEAR - If you put your mind to something you can do it successfully, but by and large you tend to be fickle and have trouble completing a task with the enthusiasm you started it with. You need to know the results of your efforts almost immediately. You enjoy mental stimulation and love to get into a good discussion! You tend to be a restless and high-strung person, and are easily excited. Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect! It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its accurate lor! Haha, i've so revealed my real character here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4745200288626978787?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4745200288626978787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4745200288626978787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4745200288626978787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4745200288626978787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/sia-lah-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5716791509543055644</id><published>2008-09-14T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:08:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised, the painstakingly edited photos from last week trip to the beach. I didnt bother editting all but HOHO, they are so pretty right? Nicole's fabulous shots + camera! I am so getting one for myself after the Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! (: And maybe i'll edit the new ones taken just now soon enough + my long awaited-to-be-completed posts. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lalang Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographer: Nicole&lt;br /&gt;editor: Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR5AGAnwI/AAAAAAAACXs/kkSWtH8z89Y/s1600-h/the-lalang-collection.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR5AGAnwI/AAAAAAAACXs/kkSWtH8z89Y/s400/the-lalang-collection.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245798443187740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR45fSlBI/AAAAAAAACXk/GStU2WCfcU0/s1600-h/Hold-My-Hand-%26-Walk-With-Me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR45fSlBI/AAAAAAAACXk/GStU2WCfcU0/s400/Hold-My-Hand-%26-Walk-With-Me.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245798441414726674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR54lo82I/AAAAAAAACX0/8Z4AQIUlaCM/s1600-h/Need-Back-Up.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR54lo82I/AAAAAAAACX0/8Z4AQIUlaCM/s400/Need-Back-Up.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245798458352792418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR6_FN6bI/AAAAAAAACX8/rOOL02JwR48/s1600-h/Lost.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR6_FN6bI/AAAAAAAACX8/rOOL02JwR48/s400/Lost.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245798477275720114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ1bYDCRI/AAAAAAAACXE/nKniqMbt9DY/s1600-h/Tabs-%26-Avy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ1bYDCRI/AAAAAAAACXE/nKniqMbt9DY/s400/Tabs-%26-Avy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245797282280048914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ13dAp9I/AAAAAAAACXM/F-3K0BcdnMY/s1600-h/like-leader-like-member.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ13dAp9I/AAAAAAAACXM/F-3K0BcdnMY/s400/like-leader-like-member.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245797289817057234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR4QHHC4I/AAAAAAAACXc/ppddE05PAmY/s1600-h/lalang-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR4QHHC4I/AAAAAAAACXc/ppddE05PAmY/s400/lalang-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245798430307453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ18VrCyI/AAAAAAAACXU/kFgZiK0qyEM/s1600-h/no.1-paparazzi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ18VrCyI/AAAAAAAACXU/kFgZiK0qyEM/s400/no.1-paparazzi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245797291128458018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ0T59Y2I/AAAAAAAACW8/DVRJSxbcWmM/s1600-h/2835747882_4b964202a5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ0T59Y2I/AAAAAAAACW8/DVRJSxbcWmM/s400/2835747882_4b964202a5_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245797263094932322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ0a1GY6I/AAAAAAAACW0/J2vP9ycR7XU/s1600-h/2834920191_f870c81aa8_b%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzQ0a1GY6I/AAAAAAAACW0/J2vP9ycR7XU/s400/2834920191_f870c81aa8_b%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245797264953598882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've kinda lost touch on my photo shopping skills but commento alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear if my skills really deteriorated or if Nicole's pictures are awesome. My blog have been rather dead lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5716791509543055644?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5716791509543055644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5716791509543055644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5716791509543055644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5716791509543055644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-promised-painstakingly-edited-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMzR5AGAnwI/AAAAAAAACXs/kkSWtH8z89Y/s72-c/the-lalang-collection.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1129288961066495172</id><published>2008-09-12T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:58:47.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12.50am now and i'm still stuck trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; at least some bio into my brain, or should i say white matter (or is it gray?). ARGH! I guess my brain has reached it limit, after like 4 hardcore days of prelims, intense memorizing, switching subjects, problem solving and interpreting and goodness knows what. I even felt like as though it has overheated and clogged up after today's Amaths paper which amazingly didnt fell asleep in despite of the horrible weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW?! I think I'm gonna flunk another science paper which is definitely NOT a good sign lor! And to think that I was hoping that this time my report slip will look a tad nicer. Like you know, more Bs and hopefully As instead of the usual B4s and C5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GOES CRAZY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i guess it has finally malfunctioned. Why doesnt Bio teach us about our brain when it comes to studying till one becomes crazy? Is it an involuntary act? Or is a cranial reflex? (or what was it again? shits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg... i got like a truckload of stuff i wanna do, like photoshop and watch drama and watch nonsensical japanese game shows (lol to human tetris and pacman!) or even like clear my room!!! not to mention like to post a decent post on some stuff i found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain isnt functioning. Might as well go and sleep and recover from past days lack of sleep. Serious eyebags man. Okay, i know im making really no sense but i need to rant somewhere. Apart from my out-of-order brain, i really need to clear all those crazy noises and emotions in my whatever cranial fluid (is there such thing?).   And kudos to grey matter, white matter, dorsal root ganglion and ventral root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i call hormones at work.&lt;br /&gt;my ranting hormone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something in exchange of my senseless ranting.&lt;br /&gt;Human Pacman. Go ahead and vibrate some vocal cartilages. Just make sure your trachea dont drop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RIYVNr36B08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RIYVNr36B08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna watch HYDF. (:&lt;br /&gt;really really looking forward to the weekends and NOT school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1129288961066495172?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1129288961066495172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1129288961066495172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1129288961066495172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1129288961066495172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-rocks-man.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4060589930793604558</id><published>2008-09-07T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:27:51.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMOov54ibaI/AAAAAAAACWk/pSm0Y45leV0/s1600-h/2834914965_3909ce4044_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMOov54ibaI/AAAAAAAACWk/pSm0Y45leV0/s400/2834914965_3909ce4044_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243219932134665634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Need back up? I'm always there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I totally love lalangs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;They are like OMG so pretty and if im not wrong, the only other place in Spore that has lalangs of such is at serangoon there (some ulu place).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMOqz1oBIMI/AAAAAAAACWs/tEKOvyt2NIk/s1600-h/2834933437_76204272a4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMOqz1oBIMI/AAAAAAAACWs/tEKOvyt2NIk/s400/2834933437_76204272a4_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243222198734364866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SO NOSTALGIC/VINTAGY FEELING RIGHT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Next year's band photoshoot MUST be at the lalangs (even if im not in the band). It will SOO awesome, especially with the guitars and all. HOHOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Above is my favorite shot of the day. I can say that i'm damn damn damn happy with the photos (THANKS A MILLION NIC!) though the later ones we were damn sweaty (according to nic, we were sweating like pigs) and the pics didnt look as great as the first few. My hair was like in a total havoc lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Should I have the time tomorrow, maybe i'll upload a few here. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Got prelims tomorrow ah! Better go do my last minute (more like day) revision for Elect Geog. Haix, i'm so not looking forward to going back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Morning assemblies at 730. MANSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;P/s! OMG. I'm most likely catching Hana Yori Dango Final on FRIDAY with mich+nat+sarah. WOOTS. :P I'm just too happy. Domyouji, here I come! (sounds wrong!) Finishing the series 2 today. :( Even by watching only one episode per day, I finish the series WAY too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;P/S/S! I absolutely hate that Umi-chan lah! GRRRR. I was like screaming away while watching her back stab Makino and flirt with Domyouji... Definitely worse than Shigeru. Shigeru is really admirable okay. *o*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;P/S/S/S! I wanna go Japan lehsss. :( Not Beijing please! *thinks about high boots + lovely sweaters&amp;amp;hoodies!*&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/15004099-4060589930793604558?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4060589930793604558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4060589930793604558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4060589930793604558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4060589930793604558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/need-back-up-im-always-there.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SMOov54ibaI/AAAAAAAACWk/pSm0Y45leV0/s72-c/2834914965_3909ce4044_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-798580753660923691</id><published>2008-09-06T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:15:10.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x256/that_is_cute/emoticons01/A076.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x256/that_is_cute/emoticons01/A076.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 43px; height: 43px;" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x256/that_is_cute/emoticons01/A076.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOOOOO!!!! tomorrow is my last day of holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, its back to EXAMS. OMG... I'm so not ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-798580753660923691?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/798580753660923691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=798580753660923691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/798580753660923691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/798580753660923691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/nooooo-tomorrow-is-my-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x256/that_is_cute/emoticons01/th_A076.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5821584864664279897</id><published>2008-09-04T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:12:46.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JABAJABAJABAJABAJABA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango Final is out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I so want to go and catch that movie can?! :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs25/f/2008/145/3/d/Hana_Yori_Dango_sain_by_kaitou_arashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 145px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs25/f/2008/145/3/d/Hana_Yori_Dango_sain_by_kaitou_arashi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domyouji is really damn cute and i totally love his acting as a baka brat who is madly in love with Makino (and his cute curls!). Haha... but then I will need to wait till my major prelim papers are over then i can go catch it. Or else will feel damn guilty after the show lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why must the show come out now.... I feel damn envious of Mich who is catching it soon and even more envious of Cassandra (my lab partner who is crazier than I am about Jap drama) cause she's catching it TODAY. OMG. I guess she's smart so she can afford it. As for me, I think i'll go really goo goo after I catch the movie and will be ranting about Domyouji the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I'll SLOWLY watch my HYD season 2 so that it can keep me suspended and entertained till my exams are over and i can go catch HYD final. :D HOHO, im so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that I started watching HYD is because of Shoujiro (real name is Matsuda Shouta) is in it but ended up going crazy over Domyouji. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs13/f/2007/050/6/6/Jun_header_by_bittersweet_drop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs13/f/2007/050/6/6/Jun_header_by_bittersweet_drop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, off to study.&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ne, and kon-kon! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5821584864664279897?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5821584864664279897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5821584864664279897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5821584864664279897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5821584864664279897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/jabajabajabajabajaba-hana-yori-dango.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5660907037400538499</id><published>2008-09-02T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:46:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, only when i blog about transexuals picking a fight, then the comments increase? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have been only so-so for me. :( Time is going way too slowly and there isnt much to do cause well, i cant really do anything due to restrictions, that is, my prelims. GRR. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully its the rainy season, if not i'll be so damn itching to go to the beach. Every hols, i'll visit sentosa's beach at least once. Not because of hot guys but because thats pretty much the only clean and decent beach in Singapore. Other beaches are just filled with litter and dirt and oil and stuff that you dont want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Aussie's beaches, dont you Tabs? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, studying for prelims are going just okay, not as fantastic as i hoped it to be but at least its moving along. Changi Airport is now a new exhibition centre of Singapore's trait -mugger students. There are SO many students studying there that it has become the new library lah! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! And I'm now watching Hana Yori Dango 2. OMG, its so so so intense and at the same time, funny. I am totally in love with the lead actor, Domyouji , cause his acting skills are certainly ichiban.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he's such a baka,  trying to use pun but in the end becoming one himself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be real sad when i finish the series cause then, i'll need to find another drama to watch. With HYD raising the standards  (i'll place this 2nd or 3rd after Prodai), its gonna be hard to find an equally good drama. One thing bad about Jap dramas is that they have like only 10 episodes  and each are only like 40 mins max long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean shows are just no match to Jap's lah. Jap guys are a whole level cuter! XD  that goes to my yamapi, matsuda shouta and jun! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, here's something interesting i saw when i was browsing through some blogshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this bad photoshopping or really weird armpits?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SL1Zfns9ZaI/AAAAAAAACWc/7i-3UyBFp2Y/s1600-h/48b8c24a66a19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SL1Zfns9ZaI/AAAAAAAACWc/7i-3UyBFp2Y/s400/48b8c24a66a19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241443941097498018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My verdict?&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5660907037400538499?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5660907037400538499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5660907037400538499&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5660907037400538499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5660907037400538499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-only-when-i-blog-about-transexuals.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SL1Zfns9ZaI/AAAAAAAACWc/7i-3UyBFp2Y/s72-c/48b8c24a66a19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-456474422457143148</id><published>2008-08-31T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:47:59.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's something that i found to be pretty awesome. Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=8616c1559ab4221b3910" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally need to do this for the next Livewire! productions! (: HOHO! I've become a (  self proclaimed) director!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm really glad that the one week hols is here, though i have to really strap myself down to study and not float away to some super pretty beach. At least i can stay up late to study and then sleep in (lets say till 9). You cant imagine how happy am i. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, till I have a more interesting topic to talk about (like the ah guas), jaa ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-456474422457143148?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/456474422457143148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=456474422457143148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/456474422457143148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/456474422457143148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-something-that-i-found-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1448634259431809174</id><published>2008-08-29T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:34:52.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kinda interesting in the way that Lin and I were picked on by 3 transsexuals at a girl's toilet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the toilet and while waiting for the cubicals, one tall and big built woman walked out of one of them. We were like "WOAH, she damn tall man." and thought that she was quite exotic looking cause she was like fairly darker than a normal malay/singaporean. (i even thought she was a native american?) But we didnt bother much till she started talking to another friend of hers. Such manly voice definitely cannot be one of a woman's no matter how low her voice can be. Lin and I conversed our "OMG" through our eyes and at the same time we knew each other's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it like so scary to be hear a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;man's&lt;/span&gt; voice coming out of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to double check, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glanced&lt;/span&gt; behind to make sure it isnt any other person's voice but "her's". At that moment, "her" friend emerged from one of the cubical and "she" stared at us. Imagine 3 tall, big built women standing in the same toilet as you, glaring at you. DAMN SCARY LAH. Anyway, as I was about to enter the toilet cubical, "she" started yelling at Lin, complaining that we were talking about them and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTH?" was the only thing that came to our minds. Like excuse me? there are so many other people in the toilet as well, so many other eyes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at you, pick someone on your own size lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, they started yelling stuff that we did not really get, mainly accusing us of staring at them cause they are as quoted "ah gua". Apparently, they didnt even hear us out that we were just queuing for the toilet which so coincidentally was near them. Like hello? But anyhow, we just nodded and nodded as they went on and on about what their boobs not real meh (she actually touched them) and what they are not horny people that go into girl's toilets to look at girls etc etc.  She even talked something about the government but i've no idea what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what exactly "she" was going berserk about but yea, it went on and on and my bladder was dying so at that point, the shorter the ranting, the better. Lin and I just give them "I'm sorry but I dont understand you" the face. Like come on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they have already left after we emerged from our respective cubicles (*PHEW*) and there was this nice lady who was witnessing the scene that those 3 were really overboard, scolding random people like that just because of people looking at them. Isnt the way they dress trying to attract attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, i've nothing much to say about this anymore but like if you do anything to yourself, you're responsible for it. What people think or say about it, you just gotta respect it cause you're responsible. (and of course, slander is a whole another story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever man, i just really pity this kinda people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1448634259431809174?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1448634259431809174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1448634259431809174&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1448634259431809174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1448634259431809174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-kinda-interesting-in-way-that.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4342942332502141614</id><published>2008-08-27T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:06:54.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! Start of prelims &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. :S But thats just ONE paper and the rest has 2 weeks more to come. :( There goes my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundane school life and it seems to tick me off day after day. Like please? I've realised that there are people that are so fake that even Micheal Jackson will envy them. No, I'm not going insane but really, there are people that are THAT fake. I feel very sorry for them lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise that really, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Relationship that makes the whole difference. I dont understand how people can live their life like that everyday, not knowing the true meaning of life. Like have they ever thought of whats beyond this life, whats beyond death? Many believe in second life but like dont tell me you gonna come back and slog your life away again? Bury yourself in mountains of books to get yourself smarter but you never see the use of them even if you get a super high paying job? I'm not saying that studying is useless but like whats the point if in the end your life is centered around it while inside you, you can ask "whats my life for" and the answer is no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is certainly not centered over studies (many can see that) or over pudding or over japanese dramas or anything else but God. Somehow He has opened my eyes these few weeks to see the sadness of the people these days. People living to please OTHERS or THEMSELVES and not to honour the One. What can you do when you dont have the Boss supporting you? You cant even get pass the approval stage and everything is gone to waste. But with my Boss supporting me, everything will go A-okay, the way my Boss wants it to happen. I think this makes PERFECT sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont slog your life for something. Slog your life for The thing.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, letting your Boss control you isnt fun at times, infact it can drive you nutters (like what I am now ) but who am I to complain? Just do it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this vid from Tabs blog and i thought it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUBARASHI&lt;/span&gt; (superb). Wake up people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;. Reality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=ac1fac07a1fc7b2c449f" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so much for "Reality TV" cause not a single bit of that is the REAL thing.&lt;br /&gt;So WAKEUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, i need to go remove my candy coloured nail polish for tomorrow's exam. I think its SO cute. :D I'll paint them again on friday. I'm mentally tired and need to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SLVtcw__zsI/AAAAAAAACWU/tkjiJ8n8dU4/s1600-h/DSC05480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SLVtcw__zsI/AAAAAAAACWU/tkjiJ8n8dU4/s400/DSC05480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239214082472529602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait till O levels are over. Just cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for true, great friends at a time like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-4342942332502141614?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/4342942332502141614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=4342942332502141614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4342942332502141614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/4342942332502141614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahh-start-of-prelims-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SLVtcw__zsI/AAAAAAAACWU/tkjiJ8n8dU4/s72-c/DSC05480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2279979663086371186</id><published>2008-08-22T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:13:40.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a separate note, I AM SO CRAVING FOR PHOTOSHOOT! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/f/2007/163/b/2/Swinging_to_the_sun_by_bluegrapher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 412px;" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/f/2007/163/b/2/Swinging_to_the_sun_by_bluegrapher.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guitar + LaLang Fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/102/e/d/Fields_of_gold_2_by_demerit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/102/e/d/Fields_of_gold_2_by_demerit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs31/i/2008/211/d/4/Seaside_Rock_by_jazzylemonade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs31/i/2008/211/d/4/Seaside_Rock_by_jazzylemonade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seasides + Jetty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2008/024/b/a/ba031c1c328c8e73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2008/024/b/a/ba031c1c328c8e73.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs23/f/2007/320/5/a/5a44c10402edcac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs23/f/2007/320/5/a/5a44c10402edcac3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/176/0/d/Together_by_MartheMa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/176/0/d/Together_by_MartheMa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Nicole? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2279979663086371186?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2279979663086371186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2279979663086371186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2279979663086371186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2279979663086371186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-separate-note-i-am-so-craving-for.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2653521124862868629</id><published>2008-08-21T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:01:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/08; Marriage! OMG!</title><content type='html'>HOHO! Thought I would forget to post on the 21st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAHHHH.&lt;/span&gt; Fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I did but I failed to continue my post. Was far too intrigued by some personality research thingy I was doing on the net. Like certain characteristics of people and stuff. Very very interesting. I guess I'm gonna continue my research tonight, as well as to research on.... PUDDING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudding totally makes my day. I have 3 black sesame puddings sitting in my fridge now but they are completely owned by my previous caramel puddings. SO CRAVING for the caramel ones lah! Super YUM. HOHO. NUT, if you're reading this.... me wanna my puddings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since this is supposed to belong the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"21" &lt;/span&gt;posts, let me talk about something interesting, instead of some boring rantings. (plus, since im in a cheery mood. Tabs know why. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in class for CE (yes, are you amazed that we actually got CE?) we were talking about the topic&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "MARRIAGE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. BIG BIG word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/103/d/6/We_are_together_by_HasuDoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/103/d/6/We_are_together_by_HasuDoll.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty much food for thought? Cause like we kiddos these days dont think THAT far till marriage and maybe some of us dont even consider getting married. Even people with boyfriends/girlfriends, i doubt they will think that they will actually be spending your lifetime with that SAME person, through thick and thin and shit. With Singapore's evident drop in birthrates and increase in divorce rates, marriage is pretty much not in the top 5 things one must do before they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs31/f/2008/211/3/b/3b93232ff88d7b7d476ef12193d63feb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs31/f/2008/211/3/b/3b93232ff88d7b7d476ef12193d63feb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats my take on this?  (sound so professional hor?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been brainwashed that marriage is white long gowns, long veils, churches, aisles, rings and little screaming pods running around the house a year later and yada yada. It aint so simple okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I dont have much requirements for my boyfriend lah. I think some of you know that I have a dream of getting a boyfriend by 21. Haha, maybe not too possible yea? I was talking to Lin the other day about this (cause of the numerous guys that have crashed and burnt because of her). Her requirements are so funny and hilarious lah! Like must be darker than her, must know how to cook etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? He need not look like Yamapi (though preferred) or swim like Micheal Phelps (in fact i would prefer he not) but he has gotta to have a few major things lah. Like he gotta have a sense of humor, he gotta be at least a tad more romantic and he gotta to love good (japanese) food but of course, he gotta love me the most! Not too demanding right? OHOH! And when I told her I wanted "clean cut", she laughed like mad lah. A guai boy better than a super bad one right? Though i would love to get one with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a streak of cheekiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabs say that I'll become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naughtier&lt;/span&gt; than my husband at this rate. -.- (where got lor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Tab's potential boyfriend must love food too, considering her ability to eat man. And love GOOD food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why but ever since I watch Prodai, I think when childhood friends get married to each other, its like so cute? (I'm really not implying anything. ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/images/i/2003/14/6/c/slideshow_of_my_childhood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/images/i/2003/14/6/c/slideshow_of_my_childhood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But looking at the situation now, marrying one of my childhood friends isnt really... gonna become reality lor. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever, I'm not even done with my O levels yet, why am I thinking of it. *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I believe that its almost impossible for someone to marry a rich (but much older) man and become a taitai. Its like so boring can? I think marrying someone that isnt too rich but makes your life more of an adventure is like WAY better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree agree? Maybe I'm too objective bah. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to end this off, I would totally want someone like Kenzo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(SO HANDSOME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs22/f/2008/017/f/b/Sweet_Yamapi_by_chaste_sin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs22/f/2008/017/f/b/Sweet_Yamapi_by_chaste_sin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Dont marry to someone you think you can live your life with but marry someone that you cant live without."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally agreed. (;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let God decide lah. Probarbly he'll choose like a damn handsome and charming kenzo for me. Then I'll go "neh-neh-ni-poo-poo!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2653521124862868629?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2653521124862868629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2653521124862868629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2653521124862868629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2653521124862868629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/hoho-thought-i-would-forget-to-post-on.html' title='21/08; Marriage! OMG!'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-2385422795294380678</id><published>2008-08-20T18:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:31:48.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyo! Its 20.08.2008 today! Hoho, didnt realize it till Tim Lim smsed me. Looks like people are too busy now to notice the date already. Date doesnt really matter unless its your birthday or the day you get you pay/exams i guess. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update these days anyway. Nothing special and well, of course, too busy. Sec 4 life aint great AT ALL lah. :( Now all I want is to get O levels over and done with but the sad thing is that I'm far from getting confident As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have faith that God will turn things around for me, just like for my Chinese but... but... it worries not to see a vivid sign of improvement in black and white. I guess God works that way I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do your part and God will do the rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My part = My part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while My part + God's help = Super bonus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/084/4/9/_hanging_on_to_whats_left_by_lithp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 394px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/084/4/9/_hanging_on_to_whats_left_by_lithp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geex. So much to do. So little time. And more things I want to do (but I cant).&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch Liar Game. At least it makes me kinda smarter. Their tactics are superb man. Watch that if you want to get smarter. At the same time, the main male char is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chao&lt;/span&gt; hot as well. OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot + Super Smart = Ichiban! *faints!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! He is SO much better than Phelps who only eats 6 times more than a normal person when there are people starving in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/1608372953_d68bf0da60.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/1608372953_d68bf0da60.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant say no now eh?&lt;br /&gt;If not, GO WATCH LIAR GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, his entire family is in the acting line.&lt;br /&gt;But then, without a doubt, Kenzo still is my #1! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-2385422795294380678?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/2385422795294380678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=2385422795294380678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2385422795294380678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/2385422795294380678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyo-its-20.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-8209623177773632814</id><published>2008-08-13T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:27:59.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SKLgRRzU9xI/AAAAAAAACWA/o3Xm5R5hKAc/s1600-h/REI+BOOKWORM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SKLgRRzU9xI/AAAAAAAACWA/o3Xm5R5hKAc/s400/REI+BOOKWORM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992304399021842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things Joan resorts to on a boring N. Day holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad, im only worth like 240 points?! Geez.&lt;br /&gt;To retake or not to retake?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-8209623177773632814?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/8209623177773632814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=8209623177773632814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8209623177773632814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/8209623177773632814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-joan-resorts-to-on-boring-n.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SKLgRRzU9xI/AAAAAAAACWA/o3Xm5R5hKAc/s72-c/REI+BOOKWORM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-3268300521449679230</id><published>2008-08-12T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:35:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs31/i/2008/222/7/2/Childhood_Eden_by_ahermin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs31/i/2008/222/7/2/Childhood_Eden_by_ahermin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, events today have certainly made my brain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;go nutters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release of chinese O level results + O level English Oral exam. ( just when we just get back from the hols!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that I got a B3 and distinction for chinese oral. I was taken aback that I got a spanking distinction for oral, since from what I remember, I screwed up my oral quite badly, having panic attacks at the wrong moment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To God be the glory&lt;/span&gt; mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure am I retaking or not, but since my distinction is predicted to be a low one, I dont think it would be much of a difference if I retake, no? After all, I still have 8 more subs to tackle, guess its more worth while to not retake yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinction rate this year rose, compared to last year's cohort. The auditorium was full of screams and clappings. Really surprising, since last year's cohort was one super hardworking and mugger lot while ours is pretty much happy-go-lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you'll never know. We are a cohort of many firsts. :D (Like the only cohort that has new PE shirts every year. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth muscles are aching badly now. Shant talk much for now. Mdm Nora should be proud of me man. I practiced oral for like an hour lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;So I lay my head back down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lift my hands and pray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be only yours&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;I know now, you're my Only Hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-3268300521449679230?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/3268300521449679230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=3268300521449679230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3268300521449679230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/3268300521449679230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/hoho-events-today-have-certainly-made.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-9122605018016749255</id><published>2008-08-10T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:43:32.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLHFSM4I/AAAAAAAACVo/AazqEngeAnI/s1600-h/DSC05273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLHFSM4I/AAAAAAAACVo/AazqEngeAnI/s400/DSC05273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913577535484802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Day, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time I didnt watch the national day parade on telly or live. Seems really awkward at first, knowing that everyone else is actually watching the parade and stuff. But of course, BBQ at Nut's with the old BS group was definitely more worthwhile going. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain kinda killed the mood cause soccer before the BBQ was canceled and it took a pretty long time for the BBQ to get started. Explaining the half uncooked food at Nut's house now and how fast the ice cream, durians and chicken curry disappeared at the start of the BBQ. It was desserts first cause all the food werent cooked. When a batch of food turn up, it will all be sniped away within 30 seconds. But I really must say that the guys were really kang-hor in getting the food cooked lor. Arigato ne! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restless, so headed for the nearby park and sat the spinning wheel thingy till we went completely insane. LOL, that was the only time I would do such a thing after meals man. For that moment, I suddenly remember the old times where we kids would play together and stuff, like catching after church or trying funny stunts on the swing. We would take turns to play it and cant wait to go on again. OMG! SO NOSTALGIC! Cant imagine how my childhood would have been without them and how different my life would be now. Instead, I may become some super anti social kid since I didnt really like to play with other kids other than the BS kids. OMG, you never know how much a person impacts your life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I still can remember sleeping in the closet with Nut or teaming with Tabs to catch Kenneth and Samuel or playing train adventures with XiaoWen or Nut asking uncle Jacob to pray that the hamster to come out! Come to think of it, we were SO CUTE lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these memories become even more sacred when we grow even older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dear these memories are, I guess they are all rooted to our dear country. Should I go overseas next time to study/live/work, I'll really miss Spore cause of my childhood friends and the food. I would like probably come back every 6 months or so to catch up lor! I guess thats' what gonna pull me back to Spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I think that spinny thingy is making me think more and more. :S&lt;br /&gt;And as promised, some piccys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLs1RbLI/AAAAAAAACVw/Gjh2qn4S3og/s1600-h/DSC05235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLs1RbLI/AAAAAAAACVw/Gjh2qn4S3og/s400/DSC05235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913587668872370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;N. Day celebration in school. All the pics look the same so decided to put one with NP in it. (pst! Look at the guys in red! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLOAfwHI/AAAAAAAACVg/vsUmEGAtAH0/s1600-h/P1030139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLOAfwHI/AAAAAAAACVg/vsUmEGAtAH0/s400/P1030139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913579394449522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LKzm38fI/AAAAAAAACVY/zuK-_XAPdHw/s1600-h/P1030135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LKzm38fI/AAAAAAAACVY/zuK-_XAPdHw/s400/P1030135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913572307661298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy N. Day hair attempts.&lt;br /&gt;I think it suits Lin, but defo not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, something I think its totally irrelevant but Lin insisted that I should put this unglam pic up. So oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;(made small on purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LKinPohI/AAAAAAAACVQ/MG2f4U6ySCc/s1600-h/DSC05192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LKinPohI/AAAAAAAACVQ/MG2f4U6ySCc/s400/DSC05192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913567745810962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NERDO TRANSFORMATION COMPLETE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HOHO, ProDai totally rocks. No matter how many times I watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-9122605018016749255?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/9122605018016749255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=9122605018016749255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/9122605018016749255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/9122605018016749255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SJ8LLHFSM4I/AAAAAAAACVo/AazqEngeAnI/s72-c/DSC05273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-6580194475481046788</id><published>2008-08-06T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:52:20.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KONBANWA!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomenazai, boku benkio isogashii.&lt;br /&gt;Rei hontoni desaaru suki neh~!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs12/f/2006/322/8/1/Pudding_2_by_medo1000.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 37px; height: 37px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs12/f/2006/322/8/1/Pudding_2_by_medo1000.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I'm freaking tired. Totally wiped out by tests and such. Lessons are draining my brain cells. Guess what I look forward to these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts, Sunshine, Umi (beach) and Comic reading. Sounds weird neh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to Pro Dai. Super duper uber aikurushii. But im limiting to like an episode a day. Hoho, Kenzou madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna become a dessert making pro, cause to satisfy my sweettooth cravings, I've been making desserts (e.g. mango pudding and jelly) every day. :D I think after i finish the jellies, I'll continue with Caramel pudding and Sesame pudding. HOHO. Favorites! *mouth waters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs19/300W/i/2007/302/9/a/Sticky_Date_Pudding_iii_by_azuki13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs19/300W/i/2007/302/9/a/Sticky_Date_Pudding_iii_by_azuki13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs26/300W/i/2008/133/1/6/Pudding_by_lastflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs26/300W/i/2008/133/1/6/Pudding_by_lastflowers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning I will need to visit the gym more often. Yapei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate (and saddening note), my Os are like SO SOON. 70 days, wake up call from Mr Tan KH was really scary. O level english oral is like next tues, straight after national day hols. Plus, getting back chinese results on that day. Please please please let it not affect my english oral. EL Oral MUST be A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doctor, please subscribe me a dosage of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunshine.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Best medicine ever. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/i/2007/215/0/0/Bottled_Sunshine_by_cookiemonstah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 386px;" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/i/2007/215/0/0/Bottled_Sunshine_by_cookiemonstah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(i think only Tabs and Lins know what im talking about. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i've finally transformed into a nerdio! Pictures when my irritating Sony card reader decides to stop playing hide and seek with me or when I actually bother to update my card. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishteru yo~!&lt;br /&gt;*thinks about sunshine and puddings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-6580194475481046788?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/6580194475481046788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=6580194475481046788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6580194475481046788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/6580194475481046788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/konbanwa-gomenazai-boku-benkio.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7361387589628464129</id><published>2008-08-01T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:25:50.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woopie woots! Ms Nani finally returned us our CCA certs WITH our four-years-never-update CCA points there. This is totally post worthy, in remembrance of 3 years worth of pestering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, SHE HASNT GIVEN ME MY TROPHY. Lets see how long more will she take. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7361387589628464129?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7361387589628464129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7361387589628464129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7361387589628464129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7361387589628464129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/08/woopie-woots-ms-nani-finally-returned.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5539098850938041367</id><published>2008-07-30T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:55:36.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/064/8/7/Stand_in_the_Rain_by_jay_grammer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/064/8/7/Stand_in_the_Rain_by_jay_grammer.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You stood before creation&lt;br /&gt;Eternity in your hand&lt;br /&gt;You spoke the earth into motion&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stood before my failure&lt;br /&gt;And carried the cross for my shame&lt;br /&gt;My sin weighed upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what could I say?&lt;br /&gt;And what could I do?&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart, Oh God&lt;br /&gt;Completely to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Stand by Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been listening to this song pretty much. Speaks tons to me. He did everything for us and everything belongs to us and all we have to offer are our hearts (and will of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking which, I just feel that the society now is like so... masked, so fake these days. Two faced? Reminds me of emaths diagrams. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i guess its such a prominent problem these days that I can even see it around me. ): Just open your eyes and observe people in school. (my pastime other than dozing or doodling when im bored)&lt;br /&gt;People acting like someone else, each and every one of them having a hidden motive or need behind that very mask. (LOL, reminds me of the masquarade post i was talking about.) They hide behind reality? I dont know lah. Not only it sometimes frustrates me (cause they are just SO plastic), i really pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS HAPPENING TO OUR SOCIETY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And darling Avy, if you are reading this, please please please think over what you've done okay? Implusive i think but is it right? There is still time to redo it. (: And I still love ya darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired. I'm kinda sad that I've completed "Attention Please!" Jdrama. Its so nice addictive lah! And in case you're mistaken, its not nice cause its romantic or what. Its because I love the acting of the lead actress. She's real good at acting as an outspoken, roudy and unlady-like lady becoming an airstewardess. Ichiban! Maybe I can use it for my next compo!   (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness today. Maybe cause I'm too tired. Brains's outta order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs32/f/2008/211/0/a/0a61df4d58e85228f9d47f2f54c77985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs32/f/2008/211/0/a/0a61df4d58e85228f9d47f2f54c77985.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO CUTE-O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5539098850938041367?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5539098850938041367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5539098850938041367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5539098850938041367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5539098850938041367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-stood-before-creation-eternity-in.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-462499135348504564</id><published>2008-07-27T14:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:54:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back for a choppy-chop update cause seriously, I've so much things to do (like SLEEP and browse through my Jap mags!) and yet there are SO many things i've to update on. Like for memories sake yea know? Thats one of the reasons why bloggers blog right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall begin with RH day on Wednesday. Some 4A girls wore the kebaya, well, since its our last year celebrating RH in TK, so must as well make some fun outta it. Surprise surprise, those that dressed up were mostly sec 4s. I guess we share the same sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4t927VXI/AAAAAAAACUg/vFv-yJZ75io/s1600-h/DSC05111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4t927VXI/AAAAAAAACUg/vFv-yJZ75io/s400/DSC05111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227615629820515698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4uO8-40I/AAAAAAAACUo/J6zQVUYum3o/s1600-h/DSC05116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4uO8-40I/AAAAAAAACUo/J6zQVUYum3o/s400/DSC05116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227615634409317186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4u_Bc94I/AAAAAAAACVA/kXIUL10jwms/s1600-h/DSC05120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4u_Bc94I/AAAAAAAACVA/kXIUL10jwms/s400/DSC05120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227615647312967554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Firza who kindly supplied so many Kebayas for us. HOHO! Check out the Cassandra-and-joan twins! I know its no match cause she looks so much more princessy in it right? *HMPH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4uTeVfBI/AAAAAAAACUw/Yil47ddIMEo/s1600-h/DSC05118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4uTeVfBI/AAAAAAAACUw/Yil47ddIMEo/s400/DSC05118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227615635622951954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4ujiOu1I/AAAAAAAACU4/skz-Ol8_-SA/s1600-h/DSC05123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4ujiOu1I/AAAAAAAACU4/skz-Ol8_-SA/s400/DSC05123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227615639934253906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go for the Rap thingy cause well, there wasnt actually anyone going for it. I mean, rapping sounds cool, but not when its gotta be about "many faces, one singapore". Just sounds too odd. Anyway, I didnt sign up for it in the first place. Tagore just throws anyone into whatever catagory they want to throw them in. Like come on, Charmaine in On-the-spot dance? No wonder she pon school lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I dont appreciate the school actually doing these stuff to make RH day interesting and stuff but maybe we could do something more practical and out of the box lah. Rap is indeed out of the box but please, choose the right people? I would have enjoyed making friendship bands much more. Choose the correct people lah. And maybe dont make it by house. Honestly, this house system is going no where. Well, at least for the Sec4s. We're indeed "many faces, one house" cause we're actually practicing house visiting on every house meeting. Mainly those that attract the crowd would be irritating house leaders that everyone loves to piss them off or the auditorium. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to RH day. I was pretty much bored to nuts in the NE talk along with the rest of the 4A girls. They ended playing games on YS's ipod touch. There were pretty much people that pon school that day which got it pretty badly the next day. Mainly M.Mildred Yap screaming her head off at them and detention the entire day. But detention sounded good lor! They get to do anything they want in the Hall. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National day anyone? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening after school, rushed down to ACJC with Nutto for the Hearts Aflame conference. Meet Mich, Samuel and Priscilla there, followed by Tabs and Dawn. ACJC is big BUT.... (yes, a very big but) its OLD! Not my ideal JC lor.  We were hungry, cold and tired in the worship. Worship was pretty much somewhat like our church, the first message to me was all about humans being messed up but what i thought what he said " life is like a thriller. we know the ending -that God is coming back soon, but we have to face many unknown things on the way to reach the end" really makes good sense. The second message was really good, humorous and yet, meaningful. I was starving by the end of the 2 messages and had late supper at KFC since I was craving for it so much. Nut was so tired that she couldnt really eat and Tabs and I cant stop laughing at the H cup chicken. Dawn is indeed a zai chicken eater man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next day (still exhausted) and headed down back for Heart Aflame again. The workshops were pretty decent, especially for the Gospel through Music. However, I thought that the Creative ways one and the Film one was a really waste of time. I should have gone for the Sy Rogers one! :( I was only able to sit through the last 15 mins of his workshop. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was "indescribable" man. Even Nicole at like 1/5 of the food and she gave up. The messages after that were so blurry that I didnt think it made much sense to me. Too tired already. Overall, I can only say that this conference was so so. Not like very impressive or stuff cause I was really expecting more. I still think that Ignite 07 at BC was the best, most impactful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, let me end this post with a few statements that I thought was really good, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The 2 most searched words are "sex" and "God"."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If we are not going to preach about God to our friends, something or someone else is going to be preached"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIx9kBRNhrI/AAAAAAAACVI/6f9U_v0ZSX0/s1600-h/DSC05129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIx9kBRNhrI/AAAAAAAACVI/6f9U_v0ZSX0/s400/DSC05129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227691325239690930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my mission to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt;. :]&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-462499135348504564?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/462499135348504564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=462499135348504564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/462499135348504564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/462499135348504564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-im-finally-back-for-choppy-chop.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SIw4t927VXI/AAAAAAAACUg/vFv-yJZ75io/s72-c/DSC05111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-518581494659389860</id><published>2008-07-21T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:04:55.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/07; Prom Dresses</title><content type='html'>2107 today... I nearly forgotten that today's the 21st though i reminded myself (and blogged) that today's the 21st. :S Geez, i'm getting Goldfish's memory already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much lost for words (literally) cause well, there's nothing much to rant about these days other than the fact that most of my conversations with others are about formulas, test topics and crazy schedules. I guess this is what happens when its 91 days away from our O levels. I dont know what to say about the 91 days cause mainly it seems like a short time more to go (and panic) but on the other hand, one day seems SOOOO long for me. Like what I did this afternoon seemed like it happened 3 days ago? Good or bad, well, thats hard to explain. Or maybe its just my brain having a short circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, lets not bore you with this kinda stuff. 21st of July, i need to blog about something more interesting cause one month later, i guess the post will be super duper short. Then, it would be my prelims already. SCARY~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let me talk about PROM. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Prom falls exactly on my last day of O level , supposedly 12 November. Its SO unfair can? So only 4A has to wake up early that day to take our Bio MCQ before getting ready for prom. Though its like only an hour exam, I want to dye my hair for prom lah. :( How am I going to sit for O levels with blonde streaks? :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the topic, our prom is held at the Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel located near the Singapore river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indiatravelite.com/Internationalhotel/grandcopwatfrouter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.indiatravelite.com/Internationalhotel/grandcopwatfrouter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, we paid 70 buckaroos for it. Lin said that she would decline any guy that invites her for a dance or anything cause she dont want to waste the 70 bucks she paid to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to know the theme (hopefully it isnt retro cause if it really is... ) but i guess the teachers would have a good enough taste for our theme lah. I mean since last year's theme was GLITZ, I guess this year's one would be better (like Masquerade!) HOHO! I would be damn psyched about it if it really is Masquerade. Imagine everyone wearing masks in the ballroom. ITS SO COOL LAH! I think those half masks are really pretty, those that cover around your eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs23/f/2008/006/c/5/Bird_of_Prey_by_Poisoned_desires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs23/f/2008/006/c/5/Bird_of_Prey_by_Poisoned_desires.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*hints to the teachers!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention I should be playing bass during prom? LOL. I think i'll look super awkward carrying my bio notes, bass guitar, my prom dress etc etc into the exam hall that morning. I know curiousity kills the cat but yea, I will only let out this info much later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to the girl's favourite part... DRESSES. Oh man, as much as i am looking forward to shop for my prom dress, I'm kinda dreading it as well. Rare that I would dread shopping right? CAUSE... Prom dresses are WAY TOO OVERPRICED LAH! I mean, I dont get why should we spend 100 bucks on a dress that I would only wear once, or twice if I have another event to attend to in the future. Its SO expensive! Anyhow, I've somewhat an idea and a budget for my prom dress. Most likely a simple black halter dress which wont bomb my POSB account. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through Forever 21's dress page, I've shortlisted these, though I still wont think of it as my ideal dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/50650054-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/50650054-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute, but not polka dots please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/49502212-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/49502212-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like this cause its super casual looking,&lt;br /&gt;though i guess its kinda overly casual for prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/28762882-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/28762882-03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near to ideal, just too low cut and kinda long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/50036272-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/50036272-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and lastly, i like this cause of the prints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised that all the dresses I've shortlisted are either black or white. On second thought, i guess what i'll wear will really depend on others. Dont want to be the only emo looking one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess Prom should be seen as a long way from now since I've not even really started much for my O levels. :S Okay lah, I'm off to study for tmr's humans test. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa-ne~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-518581494659389860?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/518581494659389860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=518581494659389860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/518581494659389860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/518581494659389860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/2107-today.html' title='21/07; Prom Dresses'/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1705794863225558174</id><published>2008-07-20T21:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:22:17.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIU1FBDHI/AAAAAAAACTg/Lv4XdS8mGEI/s1600-h/DSC04918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIU1FBDHI/AAAAAAAACTg/Lv4XdS8mGEI/s400/DSC04918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099515362610290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!! So busy lah! :(  I just came back from studying with the NP company (the Coolie and the retard) and I'm freaking tired lah. Of course, they were as hilarious as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix... The teachers really werent joking when they say that term 3 is gonna be a hella crazy time. So much so that I've been waking up at an insane 7 to 7.30 every day! (that includes weekends!) Its tests every single day, minus-ing Sundays. Yes, the insanity. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY SLEEPPPPPPP!!! *pulls eyebags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just reporting here to prove that im still alive and kicking. As well, I'll upload the pics from Avy's birthday @ Kbox (which was eons ago...) plus some extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINITuRlL7I/AAAAAAAACTI/_MLtURwzKmI/s1600-h/DSC04934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINITuRlL7I/AAAAAAAACTI/_MLtURwzKmI/s400/DSC04934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099496356392882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Birthday girlie singing her love song to.... *hints*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIUD1kEHI/AAAAAAAACTQ/vYilxT-D4nY/s1600-h/DSC04945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIUD1kEHI/AAAAAAAACTQ/vYilxT-D4nY/s400/DSC04945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099502144458866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIUijcHHI/AAAAAAAACTY/yv_0x4efVto/s1600-h/DSC04948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIUijcHHI/AAAAAAAACTY/yv_0x4efVto/s400/DSC04948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099510389939314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thy threesome&lt;br /&gt;(Tabs say that this is my signature pose.. The MUAX pose. Really ah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINITUw610I/AAAAAAAACTA/TusGhwecxuE/s1600-h/DSC04922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINITUw610I/AAAAAAAACTA/TusGhwecxuE/s400/DSC04922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099489508513602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess guess! Special notes to...&lt;br /&gt;*hearts, hearts and even more hearts!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINJGSLnbGI/AAAAAAAACTo/AZkuoNpQOsI/s1600-h/DSC04954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINJGSLnbGI/AAAAAAAACTo/AZkuoNpQOsI/s400/DSC04954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225100364988509282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crazy things Jeremy can do doing AVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINJGiU0neI/AAAAAAAACTw/XlLzA3uDw3s/s1600-h/DSC05094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINJGiU0neI/AAAAAAAACTw/XlLzA3uDw3s/s400/DSC05094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225100369322089954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and HOHO! Look my lashes! SEXAAY!&lt;br /&gt;My first attempt at putting it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm still gonna update tomorrow cause its the 21st tomorrow so yea, dont mind this short update okay? I still need to go study my tingxie lor... *SOBS* I AM SO NOT RETAKING CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me want me sunshine. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1705794863225558174?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1705794863225558174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1705794863225558174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1705794863225558174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1705794863225558174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-my-sleeppppppp-pulls-eyebags.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SINIU1FBDHI/AAAAAAAACTg/Lv4XdS8mGEI/s72-c/DSC04918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-1513650405945589587</id><published>2008-07-15T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:04:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHy7z6LGmcI/AAAAAAAACS4/Yg5CYRxHz50/s1600-h/DSC04955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHy7z6LGmcI/AAAAAAAACS4/Yg5CYRxHz50/s400/DSC04955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223256168306481602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowwie, today I've seen the real benefits from fasting. Indeed, fasting from shopping is real easy for some anti-shoppers but I've been itching to shop since day 1. Life without shopping for me is really really akward. Its like automatic for me to come online and after checking email and stuff, my cursor will head for the online shopping tab. BUT!! I've succeeded 2.5 weeks of it. I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF. *come on, give me a round of applause lah!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today after o level chinese listening, I was itching like mad to go shopping or at least window shopping lah! Since Lin had to get some necessities, we headed down to Parkway (and to find that hairclips that actually cost like 50cents are super overpriced). I tell you, the sales are freaking tempting okay! Its like everywhere you turn, its a 50% off store wide or something. I even saw my favorite checked that is almost half price now lah! I was SOOOOOO tempted to get it and I even actually have the financial capability to do it. I could have break fast for A day but in the end, i thought it wont be too meaningful already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BELIEVE I ACTUALLY TURNED DOWN SUCH AN OFFER.&lt;br /&gt;Its like in gaming, you could actually get that x10000000000 bonus points but you choose not to. Or whatever, i dont game. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I had break fast today, here is what I would have spent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOX checked shirt =&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; $28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DIVA earrings = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$3 &lt;/span&gt;(another thing I was really tempted to buy since it was on offer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DIVA necklace= Around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;COTTON ON polo tee = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and maybe some cute accessories which is actually, my weakest weakest AND i repeat weakest spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i got a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird fetish&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cute and unique&lt;/span&gt; accessories and stationaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've managed to save THAT amount of money and did NOT break fast. Apparently, I might have spent more or less that amount, depending on what I see on the way yea? I could have bought something from Faceshop if not for Lin dragging me to see something else. Tell me about it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those with shopping symptoms like me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; consider fasting from shopping for the next two weeks. Right Michelle? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, its amazing I'm updating on a tuesday but well, I thought that I might forget about it by tomorrow afternoon. I still got unpublished posts from the previous days cause I'm far too busy to actually write a decent post. Grrrr... I want truncated lessons man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-1513650405945589587?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/1513650405945589587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=1513650405945589587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1513650405945589587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/1513650405945589587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/wowwie-today-ive-seen-real-benefits.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHy7z6LGmcI/AAAAAAAACS4/Yg5CYRxHz50/s72-c/DSC04955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-5018730017448558429</id><published>2008-07-10T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:10:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its nice to put smiles on others faces through your writing.&lt;br /&gt;As of record, i've put smiles onto 6 people's face today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY (GET-OLDER) DAY&lt;/span&gt; to Mich (today, 10th) and to Avy (11th)!&lt;br /&gt;Wiser, prettier and wrinklier you shall be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-5018730017448558429?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/5018730017448558429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=5018730017448558429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5018730017448558429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/5018730017448558429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-nice-to-put-smiles-on-others-faces.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-7838232523624648100</id><published>2008-07-09T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:18:25.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroqf7O3I/AAAAAAAACSY/LwPDCyywsJs/s1600-h/ROLC_ChurchCamp2008+Photo+1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroqf7O3I/AAAAAAAACSY/LwPDCyywsJs/s400/ROLC_ChurchCamp2008+Photo+1108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220986583120558962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;thou shall not be tempted by the smiley devil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it really looks like i can only blog after midweek. The start of every week is simply hectic, with one thing after another. PENGSANG man. Its has been the brain-drain effect ever since school started again and i cant believe only 2 weeks has passed! It feels more like 2 months has passed lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, its only 104 days till my first paper and that number truly scares me lah. I mean i feel certainly unprepared for the BIG exams, something i've been studying for for 4 freaking years. Plus, I've no idea how am i gonna catch up in this 104 days when I've really SO little time to study. I think its only up to God to miraculously plant in some super info-absorbing genes and genius' DNA to make me a real 4A student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a lighter note, while others have been fasting from food, I've been fasting from... *DRUMROLL* SHOPPING. Yes, shopping. I know its no biggie for some of you who take shopping as a chore but I LOVE SHOPPING okay. Window shopping, clothes shopping, food shopping, online shopping, stationary shopping (MY FAVE OF ALL), shoe shopping and the list goes on. Since i cant really fast from food as my meals are as irregular as it is already, fasting from shopping is actually quite effective. I've to even restrict myself from even browsing the online sprees which actually unawarely is part of my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this fasting is not only making me pray more but as well teaching me something i really lack and its SELF CONTROL. Suba-rashi man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah! I've to go back to my work soon. Got tingxie tomorrow lor. Walao, and i thought after chinese O levels i can finally get a break from chinese lah. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. I'm going to NP open house tomorrow. ^&gt;.&lt;^ JAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroYBqs6I/AAAAAAAACSI/yNagQNGvQCM/s1600-h/koizora___sky_of_love__2008__by_jsn124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroYBqs6I/AAAAAAAACSI/yNagQNGvQCM/s400/koizora___sky_of_love__2008__by_jsn124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220986578161808290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.s, I LOVE KOIZORA MAN. Super cute. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroUCbixI/AAAAAAAACSQ/-87Isxm3FlI/s1600-h/Joan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroUCbixI/AAAAAAAACSQ/-87Isxm3FlI/s400/Joan.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220986577091267346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15004099-7838232523624648100?l=funkyangel9220.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/feeds/7838232523624648100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15004099&amp;postID=7838232523624648100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7838232523624648100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15004099/posts/default/7838232523624648100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkyangel9220.blogspot.com/2008/07/thou-shall-not-be-tempted-by-smiley.html' title=''/><author><name>funkyangel9220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657935249868359240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SHSroqf7O3I/AAAAAAAACSY/LwPDCyywsJs/s72-c/ROLC_ChurchCamp2008+Photo+1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15004099.post-4367707877553574548</id><published>2008-07-05T21:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:23:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING, another very image heavy post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that most of the photos here are not top quality as it takes ages to upload it. If there is any specific pictures would like, feel free to msn me for it yea? And so sorry that i didnt upload all individual/group photos here. Ask them from me on MSN yea? *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, meet your new SIs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SHCzd_xhO2I/AAAAAAAACOQ/9Kn5accSZCc/DSC04798.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SHCzd_xhO2I/AAAAAAAACOQ/9Kn5accSZCc/DSC04798.JPG?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool right? I've never thought that I'll become the SI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;Joking lah. That beret belonged to this coolie. Everyone knows that I'll never become the SI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SHCz5jprbrI/AAAAAAAACPk/zjuujN9ZngI/DSC04809.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Joanie021/SHCz5jprbrI/AAAAAAAACPk/zjuujN9ZngI/DSC04809.JPG?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, our POP was definitely one that, well, can be said as an addition to our name - the squad of many firsts. 2 minutes long, with no formations. Why? Cut the long story short, we prepared for our POP just the day before in just an hour as we were then told that the rifles cant be used AND thus we had to scrap everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But quite a good deal right? Normally a POP is like 12 minutes long and would take months to prepare. Ours was 2 minutes long and took an hour to prepare. 6 times shorter but preparation wise, we took MUCH lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SG9_5FDNCCI/AAAAAAAAB_M/4bHOU3Bs2iU/s1600-h/DSC04707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SG9_5FDNCCI/AAAAAAAAB_M/4bHOU3Bs2iU/s400/DSC04707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219531111730579490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SG9_50DJoyI/AAAAAAAAB_c/yify8E4ngY0/s1600-h/DSC04718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SG9_50DJoyI/AAAAAAAAB_c/yify8E4ngY0/s400/DSC04718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219531124346823458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqoWOv1kX-c/SG9_5bf2HhI/AAAAAAAAB_U/buhs-a9jQuk
