<?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-9083732974696819539</id><updated>2011-09-14T21:51:21.945+08:00</updated><category term='NiE'/><category term='C4R'/><category term='homework'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='exams'/><title type='text'>Picture This Laugh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7781378731704615713</id><published>2010-04-17T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T19:06:24.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><title type='text'>weE3!!!</title><content type='html'>the title? LOL. I love shouting weeeeeeeeeee!!! in class nowadays thanks to those guys sitting behind me in teaching me how to 'say' weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i woke up at 6a.m today just to prepare my lil bro breakfast. He has this kind of scout walk so needs more high carbo food. SMK USJ 13 is excellent extra curriculum activities. Last saturday i went to his school for open day and guess what??------------Everyone in his class attended koku on that day and so are some other classes! Our school.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dr.Khor (my dentist) was mad at me. He did not sound friendly. The reason? There's no teeth movement. He expected to remove my braces by next month but i guess it didn't work. It was my fault,i didn't wear the elastics he gave 24 hours ( can you imagine it's 24 hours??!!) When I entered the dental room,I saw him checking out someone's facebook account so I added him and saw his picture with his wife probably taken like 10 years ago? Because he looks so slim in the picture, can't blame me for that I'm just telling the truth xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYY there's so many homework???!!!! Let's see what homework i left for the weekends:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;physics exercises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bio exercises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mod maths work book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;history notes and exercises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'll be busy for the whole day tomorrow,have to finish tonnes of work by today ='( And,i wonder I've time to do some practice for exams?? Disadvantage of not going to tuition-will not succeed in exams if one does not discipline himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7781378731704615713?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7781378731704615713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7781378731704615713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7781378731704615713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7781378731704615713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/wee3.html' title='weE3!!!'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-2700255799091142554</id><published>2010-04-10T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:16:13.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No photos on Hot Cat Tour here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera to KDU actually but I didn't take any photos cause there wasn't really time for it and when there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;time for it, I wasn't in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was FUN! Got through the first couple of rounds and ended up in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Was actually progressing really well up till the stage of Table -setting where we had to fold fancy napkins for the table.&lt;br /&gt;We lost to freaking napkins. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But what matters is that we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;And on the bright side, we were actually in the finals. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*crap* Hotel City's not loading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;super hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that our team can get the first prize for the video category.&lt;br /&gt;I think we did pretty well and we kinda stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Canteen Day's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am hating certain people for being bias bout the whole thing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't matter cause my class is set to impress everyone.&lt;br /&gt;SO WATCH OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm kinda hating life now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe, just maybe, I'm making my choices all wrong left, right and center&lt;br /&gt;but I'm gonna just let it be cause the choice&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt; made and I should just flow with it now.&lt;br /&gt;What I want now is for everything to be balanced so that I can achieve everything I want and need to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. May Exam to be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;Two. Mag Inc to be a success.&lt;br /&gt;Three. Pull through the Art subject with an A(+)&lt;br /&gt;Four. Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Five. Live.&lt;br /&gt;Six. Thin.&lt;br /&gt;Seven. Figure out my calling in life.&lt;br /&gt;Eight. STRAIGHT A'S FOR SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*wishes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-2700255799091142554?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2700255799091142554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2700255799091142554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2700255799091142554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2700255799091142554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-photos-on-hot-cat-tour-here.html' title=''/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8913414896435360870</id><published>2010-04-07T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:18:11.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel insulted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to YiLin's blog just now to check if I was back on the list of "Best Buddies who NEVER update"[which, by the way, I'm still out of =) ]&lt;br /&gt;and she said she will not settle for some tourism course that her high school-dropout cousins settle for and that she has dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I ever wanna be mean to or pick a fight with her, but I'm gonna just come right out and say this - &lt;br /&gt;people who want to go for the tourism course are not people without dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon. I wanna go for that course and I'm certainly not a high school-dropout nor will I ever be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourism may sound like the kinda course that people "without dreams" (I absolutely do not believe in that statement because I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone &lt;/span&gt;has dreams) would go for, but there's more to that industry than just being a refuge for people who do not do well in their studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna just not talk about that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HOT CAT TOUR is TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDdjYTQ193s&amp;amp;feature=channe"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;'s done.&lt;br /&gt;I feel super embarrassed by it but well... it was a job well done.&lt;br /&gt;And the most embarrassing video isn't in it so I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I feel super tensed now.&lt;br /&gt;One-month exam next month, Mag Inc, ICT Multimedia project....&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Now that I'm reminded on how much I need to do, I had better go.&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-8913414896435360870?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8913414896435360870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8913414896435360870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8913414896435360870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8913414896435360870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-feel-insulted.html' title='I feel insulted.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-170900200552136724</id><published>2010-03-24T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:56:17.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fine. &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will  &lt;/span&gt;blog.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda wanting to put off blogging until after SPM because now I'm way too preoccupied with preparation of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;Right, okay, everyone knows that's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, with all the Facebook games I'm now playing I really couldn't possibly update as often as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the reason I'm back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;1. Oom Yin came to me today and said that she told some people we have a blog and that they're going to visit here.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was thinking, "To hell with it, I'm not updating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to Yi Lin's blog and check on her affliates list and I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lazy Best Buddies who NEVER Update&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well whadya know? My name was on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for her benefit, I'm updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, besides the crazy up's and down's of 5 Pentium which would take probably forever to write about, I just had March test.&lt;br /&gt;(Gawd, why am I talking about a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;test?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Did okay in some subjects, did not so well in the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Comet Challenge that I went for...&lt;br /&gt;And then there's another KDU College competition that I'm going for.. The HOT CAT RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what is with colleges these days?&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's has a Cat and Rat race then KDU has a Hot Cat race.&lt;br /&gt;What's this? Year of the Cat?&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, it kinda is. 'Cause tigers are also known as big cats, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and last Wednesday, I went to Times Square with Jun Kit and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;I screamed and screamed and screamed just for the sake of it. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;We went to play some of the up-to-luck games and I got a yellow-tummied teddy and a pink dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Pavilion at around three o'clock and watched the movie, Nine.&lt;br /&gt;The three of us tried to take Starbucks into the theater but we got caught.&lt;br /&gt;So Jun Kit emptied his Topshop bag and he put in our Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. They let us in.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was great. Kinda.. O.O ahhaha. But great.=)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna talk about the random "Korean" guy beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't take any pictures. Forgot to bring along my camera. But I think Jun Kit took some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to KDU to watch Jane's group in the Inter-School Dance Competition this Friday and&lt;br /&gt;to Sunway Lagoon this Saturday, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have an unfinished folio so... BYE&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeeee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-170900200552136724?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/170900200552136724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=170900200552136724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/170900200552136724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/170900200552136724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1996996558786623532</id><published>2009-11-05T12:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:51:00.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad. But soaring at the same time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvLmBrZStdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ObwZRcAmKwc/s1600-h/P1030610.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvLmBrZStdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ObwZRcAmKwc/s400/P1030610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400631819673712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which group is the first prize winner for Sony Living With Nature Photography competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GREEN TURTLES OF SMK USJ 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. hahahah. I'm using this position now to wriggle myself out of school and out of other troubles with my parents. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I think if JK was to join this competition next year, he won't even need a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did literally everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad.. But then I kinda feel a like a deserve a little bit of the prize 'cause my photography skills definitely improved since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me photos!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSMYhaHyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/tuupoDduYw4/s1600-h/P1030418.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSMYhaHyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/tuupoDduYw4/s400/P1030418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469275865128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was our camp site. My tent was the 20th. I put my slippers and shoes outside the tent on the first night. The next morning, One of my slipper was missing. Evelyn, my tent mate thought a dog took it away. *shrugs*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSMiWfSzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S4-ukZYbVyw/s1600-h/P1030470.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSMiWfSzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S4-ukZYbVyw/s400/P1030470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469278503684914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit has a similar shot. Will post it later.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSNAyAklI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XFoOEMEtHH0/s1600-h/P1030503.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSNAyAklI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XFoOEMEtHH0/s400/P1030503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469286672175698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit pointed this out to me, actually. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSLrkbebI/AAAAAAAAA08/d44WsFzDOaM/s1600-h/P1030352.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJSLrkbebI/AAAAAAAAA08/d44WsFzDOaM/s400/P1030352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469263798204850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I kinda got the idea from Fearless by Taylor Swift for this one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There's something bout the&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way the street looks when it just rained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a glow of the pavement when you walk me to the car." &lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWY8dwC_I/AAAAAAAAA18/2E4ptDKj8Fs/s1600-h/P1030575.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWY8dwC_I/AAAAAAAAA18/2E4ptDKj8Fs/s400/P1030575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400473889718406130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWYr73hjI/AAAAAAAAA10/G7Jbdy60QQ4/s1600-h/P1030574.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWYr73hjI/AAAAAAAAA10/G7Jbdy60QQ4/s400/P1030574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400473885281322546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWXskj75I/AAAAAAAAA1k/TJjicX2UgZ0/s1600-h/P1030542.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWXskj75I/AAAAAAAAA1k/TJjicX2UgZ0/s400/P1030542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400473868272136082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the bug there? Trust me I wanted to catch it in the light but it kept running off when I point my camera to it. This is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; picture where it's unblur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWYAg09RI/AAAAAAAAA1s/tB8Ib2BzISY/s1600-h/P1030551.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWYAg09RI/AAAAAAAAA1s/tB8Ib2BzISY/s400/P1030551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400473873625183506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of  my favourites. Seriously.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWZWjuqrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/2CkxyclDuAg/s1600-h/P1030596.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJWZWjuqrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/2CkxyclDuAg/s400/P1030596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400473896722803378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad planted this species of flowers at my garden but the funny thing is that I couldn't ever take a good picture of it. but in FRIM.. Look at that. Definitely better than whatever I took.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJeqtAqYcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/FcS6joLs5s8/s1600-h/P1030604.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJeqtAqYcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/FcS6joLs5s8/s400/P1030604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400482990900535746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very striking but I kinda like this photo's plain jane feel. ahahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJerd334JI/AAAAAAAAA2U/KgNUl9b2RTA/s1600-h/P1030606.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJerd334JI/AAAAAAAAA2U/KgNUl9b2RTA/s400/P1030606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400483004017008786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJer1yh9RI/AAAAAAAAA2c/MkW9AOGqH20/s1600-h/P1030620.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/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvJer1yh9RI/AAAAAAAAA2c/MkW9AOGqH20/s400/P1030620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400483010437051666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know they're not all that. But I just kinda love these shots. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Maybe Jun Kit should post up his pics on his own&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm too lazy ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;and well, it's his. So it's his to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the "soaring" part.&lt;br /&gt;The sad part has nothing to do with SLWN.&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk about it either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. So there you go!&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-1996996558786623532?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1996996558786623532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1996996558786623532&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1996996558786623532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1996996558786623532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad-but-soaring-at-same-time.html' title='Sad. But soaring at the same time.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SvLmBrZStdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ObwZRcAmKwc/s72-c/P1030610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7692951170197830382</id><published>2009-10-24T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:22:00.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CALL MYSELF A BLOGGER???</title><content type='html'>I totally do not deserve to be called a blogger because geez, how long have I not blogged?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know? Maybe FORTY-TWO DAYS??&lt;br /&gt;That's like more than a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see, there's finals going on.. Ending on Monday - thank goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Sony Living With Nature Camp again.&lt;br /&gt;This year, it's at FRIM.&lt;br /&gt;I would say I'm a teensy bit more deserving this year since I wrote an essay for it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to wear the still-unmade reusable bag dress that's gonna scrap my skin more.&lt;br /&gt;And since it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, The Green Turtles bloody better win this thing.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not going to wear my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; first. dress&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ever&lt;/span&gt;. as a teenage girl, in the middle of a forest (probably with leeches), at a camp and not get anything outta it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. The plan is to go to JK's house after school on Monday to sew the teddies,&lt;br /&gt;cut school on Tuesday to buy reusable bags&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate the end of exam&lt;br /&gt;by some book-shopping,&lt;br /&gt;movie-watching,&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks(or other)-drinking&lt;br /&gt;and expensive lunch-and-dinner-eating&lt;br /&gt;and crap-talking,&lt;br /&gt;and majorly crazy laughing&lt;br /&gt;and photo-taking&lt;br /&gt;and. You know what, I'm kinda outta ideas, so I'll stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the random part of the post:&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I'm playing Pet Society now!&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm just uberly bored now. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel like writing to May Zhee and try out for Peer Publishing even though the date is kinda over.&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I fell sick. Like 38.7 degree celcius fever-and-sore throat sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to TV now. My parents are less strict about TV now that my two bros exams are over and mine is on the way to closure(it rhymed!) so there's TV.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Naruto and Avatar now. Hahahahha. I kinda like Naruto's story line. and Avatar's too. =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching The Nanny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;frequently. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;the show.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Project Runway just this morning. LOL. HUMAN HAIR. Gawd, i love Chris March's idea of using that even though it's a bit creepy. And I love his laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. okay, think I should cut the randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT. i'm not done!&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered something about the Ibar. ahahaha iBar, I mean. LOL. never mind, inside joke, too lazy to tell anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good night,&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Oh my goodness,this post is just freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S: I LOVE BHUTAN. (&lt;/span&gt;watched it on Australian Network. It's SO PRETTY in its way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7692951170197830382?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7692951170197830382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7692951170197830382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7692951170197830382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7692951170197830382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-call-myself-blogger.html' title='I CALL MYSELF A BLOGGER???'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7754271104166703890</id><published>2009-09-12T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:51:55.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not going to FRIM</title><content type='html'>But we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nanas&lt;/span&gt; and Butterfly Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my mum' birthday. But I haven't seen her all day.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't wished her Happy Birthday over the phone just 5 minutes ago because I think wishing in person is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;(Fine, truth is, I forgot to wish her until she hung up. *grimaces*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her a scrapbook as a present.&lt;br /&gt;I drew like a 3-year-old on 4 pieces of papers and then a tissue on each of the paper with like a story in it.&lt;br /&gt;The first two pages was a reminiscence of one incident when I was four years old.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why, most part of my childhood years that I remember was when I was four)&lt;br /&gt;The next one page was a You're-the-greatest-mum-ever-and-I-love-you-forever speech.&lt;br /&gt;And the fourth page was a huge Happy Birthday note.&lt;br /&gt;(Shall not reveal my mum's age 'cause, well, age is a sensitive issue for women, right?)&lt;br /&gt;I had the front page filled with my mum's age, written in three different languages and in number form. I think she hates me for reminding her. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to ask her about that tonight since I didn't see her face when she read it.&lt;br /&gt;(I slipped it into her room when it hit 12 a.m. and ran off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is giving her a CD. She hinted really heavily that she wanted that.&lt;br /&gt;Like this: "I want this CD for my birthday."&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's the name of the CD, though.&lt;br /&gt;101 Love Songs, I think. (Chinese love songs)&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped the gift for my dad immediately after I arrived at home.&lt;br /&gt;I even stuck a piece of paper for my dad to write a Birthday note to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;He was laughing so hard when he saw the paper 'cause he didn't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, he wrote "CF, Happy Birthday. KJ"&lt;br /&gt;(CF is my mother's initial. And KJ is my dad's)&lt;br /&gt;(My mother's name is definitely not Christian Fellowship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where we're going to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;But we're definitely going to get a cake.&lt;br /&gt;Will be dropping by my uncle's bakery to try out a cake that the baker they're interviewing made as a sample. I hope that baker&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can bake well.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, my mum will have a really memorable birthday this year. And it won't be in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the bakery, my brother took over my job at the bakery along with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them had just been done with UPSR.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say my brother is freaking good at the job.&lt;br /&gt;He's very efficient. Very fast.&lt;br /&gt;But he's rough when he's handling the bread.&lt;br /&gt;I scolded him every five minutes when we're working together to package the bread.&lt;br /&gt;But he's going to make an awesome cashier.&lt;br /&gt;He's very witty so he'll be able to joke with customers and charm them once he gets over the I-hate-the-cash-register thing - which will take a long time.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I used it, I kept saying sorry.&lt;br /&gt;The second time - more "sorry"s.&lt;br /&gt;The third - I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the confusing little buttons on it.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'm quite okay with it now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still confused but at least I don't feel so helpless anymore. Hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7754271104166703890?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7754271104166703890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7754271104166703890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7754271104166703890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7754271104166703890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-going-to-frim.html' title='Not going to FRIM'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8803778996871711761</id><published>2009-09-10T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:47:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. It's like a soap opera.</title><content type='html'>1st off, I'm joining Sony again this year.&lt;br /&gt;In a different group - me, John and Wei Ken.&lt;br /&gt;They're okay.  I mean, I don't hate them...&lt;br /&gt;Fine, it isn't that bad. I like them. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, I'm learning sign language to communicate with my deaf uncle and aunt when I'm working for  them in the bakery. Oom Yin is teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Oom Yin, she has a story to tell. So, I'll let her tell it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(Will miss you in school tmrw, OY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then speaking of my uncle's bakery, I love it to bits.&lt;br /&gt;But that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;Something awful happened today. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;(I know, I put *laughters* behind the sentence with the word "awful" in it. I'm crazy.)&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't tell it online it's be equivalent to shouting it out to the world.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, ahhaha, Lips are sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to FRIM this Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Having a picnic there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D, zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-8803778996871711761?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8803778996871711761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8803778996871711761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8803778996871711761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8803778996871711761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-its-like-soap-opera.html' title='Wow. It&apos;s like a soap opera.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7189779964789431831</id><published>2009-09-05T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:57:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitards</title><content type='html'>I used to think that term as rude but I won't complain about it because it's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I truly agree that Twilight fanatics should be known as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reread the whole series for the second time because I was craving a good read.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Twilight Saga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;a good read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;. It's just nauseatingly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first two books, I was pretty okay with it because there wasn't such a huge amount of kissing and racing heartbeats..&lt;br /&gt;Fine, there was a huge amount of those two and more but it was bearable.&lt;br /&gt;But when I got to the third book...&lt;br /&gt;I felt like throwing up half way through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Bella.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's just.. weak&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand how a girl can just decide that she can't live without a person.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid. Not to mention, overly romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are supposed to like be pass that level now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why &lt;/span&gt;should you be so friggin dependable on a guy??&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the part where she goes all:&lt;br /&gt;"He's like a pagan god",&lt;br /&gt;"No matter how many times I look at him, his beauty will always catch me off guard just like the first time",&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe he's mine",&lt;br /&gt;"You would think that I would have got over this by now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there' are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO. MANY. CURSED. PARTS. LIKE. THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally do not understand how I got through the four books without feeling like this the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7189779964789431831?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7189779964789431831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7189779964789431831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7189779964789431831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7189779964789431831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/twitards.html' title='Twitards'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8416120123858550773</id><published>2009-09-03T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:06:10.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm scared...</title><content type='html'>of Mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious. I love eating them but I don't know why they just sorta creep me out.&lt;br /&gt;Like this morning, I went outside to wait for my transport to come and get me,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple of mushrooms in my garden and I sorta freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;I just stared at them for like two seconds then finally reacted like this in my head:&lt;br /&gt;'OH MY GOD! MUSHROOMS!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I sound really dumb like I've never seen mushrooms in my life before but my garden(!) was the last place on earth I would expect to find mushrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is going to sound really silly but:&lt;br /&gt;I approached the mushrooms guardedly.&lt;br /&gt;And when I stopped in front of it, I raised my foot to give it a little tap.&lt;br /&gt;So I did... tentatively as if the mushrooms will explode or turn into some mini alien space craft and start attacking me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously, nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;They're just mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;But, I just was a tad afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;(Can't believe I'm admitted that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm reading the Twilight Saga for the second time now.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm a Twitard(like some people on some forum call them).&lt;br /&gt;But because I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;craving &lt;/span&gt;a good read so badly I'm rereading the Saga.&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent of borrowing Enid Blyton books from Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enid Blyton&lt;/span&gt;, the guy who writes boring children stories:&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep when I was reading one of his books when I was nine years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too much time on my hands...&lt;br /&gt;Fine, that's not true.&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of homework still not done&lt;br /&gt;and I'm supposed to have started studying for end-year exam&lt;br /&gt;considering my I-don't-care-about-my-results attitude all year which had brought my grades lower than ever.&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse every single exam.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to get studying.&lt;br /&gt;But where the hell is my motivation and enthusiasm?&lt;br /&gt;- not to mention my diligence as well..&lt;br /&gt;I feel like slapping myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;End-year exam is OCTOBER 5TH.&lt;br /&gt;ONE MONTH AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;And I've got so much ground to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of my dizzying little dreamworld I get working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-8416120123858550773?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8416120123858550773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8416120123858550773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8416120123858550773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8416120123858550773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-scared.html' title='I&apos;m scared...'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6405174120963569286</id><published>2009-08-28T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:47:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a competition of poverty</title><content type='html'>If you're wondering about the title... I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just tell you this: Star NiE, Mag Inc - FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, doesn't that say everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really upset now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to Johor in 1 hour 26 minutes time.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, seeing all my cousins will cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-6405174120963569286?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6405174120963569286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6405174120963569286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6405174120963569286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6405174120963569286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-not-competition-of-poverty.html' title='This is not a competition of poverty'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8261159524372510863</id><published>2009-08-26T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T02:05:21.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greedy Rabbit</title><content type='html'>I'm actually just kinda bored now. That's why I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Geez. How does one blog when one is bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's see what tabs I have on now:&lt;br /&gt;this one - Blogger,&lt;br /&gt;Universite Toulouse II Le Mirail - yeah, researching University stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Then I have Google Translator on, too. 'Cause the Uni web page is all in French and I don't speak French..&lt;br /&gt;I also have my blog on...&lt;br /&gt;And, Sorority Life (Yes, I play Sorority Life on Facebook.  hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching TV just one hour ago. But, there's nothing good on TV now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I watched Gossip Girls for the first time in my life just now. For half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Blair's really childish...&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Bass is so... cold.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I like Edward Cullen better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish. I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of boredom... That reminds me.. Back to the title.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, it's weird! Of all titles, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Greedy Rabbit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 'cause I was reading that book yesterday. Enid Blyton.&lt;br /&gt;I missed that author so much I read the frigging boring book.&lt;br /&gt;I actually have better books by him too. Like adventure ones.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boring &lt;/span&gt;books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know this doesn't make sense..&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored but I miss boring books.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I don't get myself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just commented on Jun Kit's status on Facebook, and Lisa's, too.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I love Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine jie jie says I'm really addicted to the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly? She's SO right.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without technology.&lt;br /&gt;My phone, my laptop(not mine, actually..) and the TELLY(I know I don't watch it much but I really do love it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gotta go before my mum finds out I'm not in bed.&lt;br /&gt;=D zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-8261159524372510863?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8261159524372510863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8261159524372510863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8261159524372510863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8261159524372510863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/greedy-rabbit.html' title='The Greedy Rabbit'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-5881667779288533618</id><published>2009-08-24T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:04:39.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goshhh....</title><content type='html'>Happy Holiday,people! I'm rotting at home. I've been staying at home for about 4 days!!! Zeeeeeee, you're lucky that you're allowed to go Mel's house for moral project. Actually,we planned to carry out our moral project last Friday and this plan was perfectly organized last Monday by us. First,we're going to play basketball together(Li En,Nee Zhen,Hui Rou and I),after that,we're going to take pictures for the project and we even planned to have a picnic with lotsssss of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now,eveything was ruined due to H1N1(problematic!!). Hui Rou's mom don't allowed her to leave her house. So,the whole plan was gone just like this,how sad??! You see,this H1N1 virus is seriously ruining our holiday. As usual,teens will be hanging out with their friends,laughing like morons and shop till their parents face bankruptcy. But now,most of our parents will give us a big NO NO for going out. My parents is still okay with it,just that I've to promise them to be extra careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Tomorrow,it's my fifth day for not going out(break my own record!!!) Me and bro wanna go shopping together since he has to buy stickers for his rubix cube,just like helping the cube to buy new outfits. I just wanna walk around,okay,with MASK. I remember that I was suffocating in school last Wednesday because of the MASK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to my friend's b'day party,but now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS zeeeeeee: Don't be sad,your parents won't lock you at home for the entire holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lovessSss,&lt;br /&gt;yin =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-5881667779288533618?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5881667779288533618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=5881667779288533618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5881667779288533618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5881667779288533618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/goshhh.html' title='Goshhh....'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-4784426195705704270</id><published>2009-08-21T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:32:49.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you wanna do anything special?</title><content type='html'>Mel just asked that ... approximately 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at her house now.. Facebooking, Neopet-ing, chatting, reading blogs, blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went thru Yi Lin's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Lin, HI! hahah&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to study IB too.. Freaking expensive, though.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to do Diploma instead and&lt;br /&gt;I really, truly hope things work out for you 'cause you absolutely deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, you're the one better off next time..&lt;br /&gt;while your brother will rot in hell. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I'm in Mel's house now,&lt;br /&gt;supposingly doing our Moral project but, no...&lt;br /&gt;Yan Jun(yeah, she's here too), Mel and I are all on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Me - computer,&lt;br /&gt;Mel - laptop,&lt;br /&gt;YJ - notebook.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. Chatting with Mel through MSN at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The main conver goes on in real life though.&lt;br /&gt;ahhaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go to the On-The-Spot competition tomorrow but because of H1N1(@#$%&amp;amp;*!) MY MUM IS REFUSING TO LET ME GO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My dad says we'll decide tonight.&lt;br /&gt;(VERY, VRY, FRIGGIN) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully , &lt;/span&gt;I get to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate H1N1, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;My mother was even thinking of not letting me come to Mel's house for the project.. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;And I really wanna go to Kinokuniya during the holidays with Mel, actually, but.&lt;br /&gt;Because of H1N1, my chances are close to zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head on table*&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-4784426195705704270?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4784426195705704270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4784426195705704270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4784426195705704270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4784426195705704270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-wanna-do-anything-special.html' title='Do you wanna do anything special?'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3188147395613660500</id><published>2009-08-19T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:13:16.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this is happening...&lt;br /&gt;So many unfortunates in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;For personal bad-lucks, it'd be I failed for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I had to fail two subjects in one go.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I deserved it since I didn't exactly put too much effort...&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I hate getting punch in the face by my marks..&lt;br /&gt;but, geez.. like I said, I deserved it. *raises both hands in the air in 'surrender mode'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the horrible incident that descended upon our school&lt;br /&gt;- the death of Miss Chai because of freaking H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I was friggin depressed to the extent of crying when I heard the news&lt;br /&gt;but.. I did feel kinda sad... and guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Chai was a really nice teacher. She cared but she didn't dare push us too much and all.&lt;br /&gt;I took advantage of that and not do her homework..&lt;br /&gt;So.. I feel horrible now for not completing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the news, I immediately pulled out the surgical mask I'd stored in my bag for days and put it on.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't put it on before this because I hated wearing it -&lt;br /&gt;the heat, the unable-to-drink-water-as-often-as-I-want situation...&lt;br /&gt;But now, I just didn't notice the heat or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even have the mood to drink my water once every ten minutes like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously &lt;/span&gt;can't believe that the school hasn't closed down yet.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! Someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone's terrified and the school isn't closing down - what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I don't dare to go to school tomorrow. So.. I'm not going. I can always pretend I don't know I'm supposed to go to school right? They didn't exactly announce that there's still class tomorrow... so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate this thing.&lt;br /&gt;It's like fighting a war but worse.&lt;br /&gt;You can't see your enemy coming... or hear them .&lt;br /&gt;H1N1's just going to sneak up on you and go like "Tag! You're It!"&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know you're in the hospital, walking the thin line between death and life&lt;br /&gt;and you'd be madly terrified, hoping that you're gonna fall to the 'life' side of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays! Or at least... stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3188147395613660500?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3188147395613660500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3188147395613660500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3188147395613660500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3188147395613660500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3811213264174724800</id><published>2009-08-12T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:42:43.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SCREAMS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gawwd.. SO much drama these days.&lt;br /&gt;Something sorta horrible happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wouldn't call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; saddening.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda hollow in my heart right now... but, gahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good news is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The WOW factor got shortlisted by the Star to be judged by Taylor's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm screaming.&lt;br /&gt;It's friggin awesome. I mean out of the whole Malaysia, top 11!&lt;br /&gt;When JK told me the news I choked and felt like throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda surreal at first.. it still is.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy! But I still want to get into top 3.&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;close. It's just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;bit away.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;love JK for doing such great graphics.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like my 1000-something-word essay is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, he didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;do the graphics, he did an essay, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think we should get into the top 3.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;But I know Jun Kit should finally get credited for&lt;br /&gt;his immense awesomeness in graphics and photography&lt;br /&gt;and also, his unwavering dedication.&lt;br /&gt;He wants this so much and his finally so close to it.&lt;br /&gt;So for his sake, and mine&lt;br /&gt;(I mean, c'mon, I also want the scholarship really badly),&lt;br /&gt;I hope our group is chosen for finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, to Oom Yin, Wei Ken and, especially, Muayyad, time to gear up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; we get into the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossed fingers and held breath,&lt;br /&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3811213264174724800?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3811213264174724800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3811213264174724800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3811213264174724800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3811213264174724800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/screams.html' title='*SCREAMS*'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1229257857881660352</id><published>2009-08-02T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:38:20.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TERM TEST IS OVER</title><content type='html'>I find this really funny:&lt;div&gt;When I'm supposed to be stressing out about something kinda important like &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt;, I'm actually putting more effort in this blog compared to when I'm actually free to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, anyway, TERM TEST IS OVER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see a lot of people around me were cheating during exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing was, they never try to extract answers from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I'm one of the top in class.. so it makes sense to come to me for answers right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, the cheaters cheated amongst their never-care-much-to-study group. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, fine, some of them are pretty darned smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they don't use those brains in studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. If you copy their answers it's a bit like writing down crap answers on your own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is... unless they know what their doing. Like Add math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. Revealing too much here, I'm going to get them into trouble. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, some exams that were bound to be finished really quickly like English and I dunno... Something else, left me and, of course, many others kinda bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim and Ryan were throwing balled-up papers at Mel's head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember it was Cik Sara's period. She didn't do anything to stop them, like a teacher should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was funny. So I didn't really mind. Hahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, Mel. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was writing lots of emo poems. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this tune in my head, inspired by The Show, Lenka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wrote my poems with the tune in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they all sound like bitter but masking up the bitterness everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Shivers* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I would like to share them with you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm just too lazy to walk to my room to get the tissues my poems are on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yeah, I wrote them on tissues 'cause we can't bring extra papers to our desks..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to download Morzilla Firefox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purely because I wanna get rid of my IE7 Pro. hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, yeah, I announced this on Facebook but not here. So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE GOT INTO THE ON-THE-SPOT COMPETITION! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, as in Elaine, Jun Kit and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all of us win something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think JK has the biggest potential of winning something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean.. HELLO? He's friggin doing the branding of the bakery my dad's working on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;how &lt;/i&gt;can he not win something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently editing my music playlist in my phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearing all the old songs to put in the new ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. Speaking of songs. This blog needs them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta create a playlist now. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with love, zeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-1229257857881660352?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1229257857881660352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1229257857881660352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1229257857881660352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1229257857881660352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-find-this-really-funny-when-im.html' title='TERM TEST IS OVER'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-420782407013604149</id><published>2009-07-29T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:59:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying in 17 minutes</title><content type='html'>Don't worry. I meant the laptop. hahah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after a two-hour long period of searching for better templates, thinking of titles, copy-pasting and forgetting surnames, I finally get this blog close to done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, all I need is more links  in the 'Read these' segment and music and ehh.. a bit of layout change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd allow me(actually, I don't really care whether you allow it or not), I would like to shut down and go to bed now and gush about how much I love this blog some other time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;zeeeeeee says (10:50 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; hey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[c=#00A86B]Taiki[/c=10] - | 'Day 80. Keeping in check.' | says (10:50 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; hey zee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;zeeeeeee says (10:50 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; what's rachel's surname again?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[c=#00A86B]Taiki[/c=10] - | 'Day 80. Keeping in check.' | says (10:50 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hiu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; o_o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;zeeeeeee says (10:50 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; oh hhahahah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[c=#00A86B]Taiki[/c=10] - | 'Day 80. Keeping in check.' | says (10:51 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Rachel Hiu Ru Xin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;zeeeeeee says (10:51 PM):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; momentarily forgot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hahahhaha. Lol. Zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-420782407013604149?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/420782407013604149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=420782407013604149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/420782407013604149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/420782407013604149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/dying-in-17-minutes.html' title='Dying in 17 minutes'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1317521890930146350</id><published>2009-07-28T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:30:41.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BLOG!!</title><content type='html'>Actually, I have &lt;i&gt;no &lt;/i&gt;idea when this blog's birthday is. I only know it's somewhere in July. Changes are to be made soon. I know this layout is boring and sorat emo. The music's realy old too. So yeah. Wait for it.... zeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-1317521890930146350?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1317521890930146350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1317521890930146350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1317521890930146350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1317521890930146350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-blog.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BLOG!!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6285536826400691740</id><published>2009-07-04T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:30:19.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less =D  Speechless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry readers,I didn't blog for a loooooOooooG time. So what makes me blogging now??Hmm...thanks to Yong Xiang's friend,Eu June.His blog is the best ever and I found myself addicted to it(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shhh...paiseh laa if he knows&lt;/span&gt;). I'll be like:"Waa..This guy blog till damn syok.Blog in mandarin somemore.HAHAHAHA" after I read his posts. Although I don't understand a few mandarin words written but I roughly know the meaning. Lucky =) Ok,fine,my mandarin sux =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently listening to a song sang by a singer,watching a movie played by actors and actresses and blogging with my TOES,how pro!? HAhah why is everyone says 'shen' or also known as 'god mood' nowadays which indicate how PRO a person is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My didi(younger bro) went tuition for the 2nd time in his lower secondary school days justnow. He claimed that the 'lao jia huo'(old man) told them a freaking long story and guess what? A student there accidently said:"That old man enough already ahh?" loudly in mandarin!! I respect that student,he has the courage and 'gan-gan-lai'(brave-brave-do) attitude. Unfortunately,the teacher is an Eurasian,tak faham Cina,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of friends asked me the reason I don't go tuition included Hui Rou. Wth,I wanna self study,can?? So am I counted half homeschool since I spend most my time playing in school?? Boy boy girl girl don't learn this attitude from me arr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HR:Ehh siao zha bo(crazy girl),why still no go tuition??&lt;br /&gt;OY:don't use TUITION to bully limpe ok? Pai kia(naughty ppl) you.&lt;br /&gt;HR:Kns(kanasai). I also go physics tuition now,syok leh!&lt;br /&gt;OY:syok see your male teacher flashing for you hamsap ppl??&lt;br /&gt;HR:== Kong sia mi? my teacher male but no flashing.&lt;br /&gt;OY:Too bad lorh,I only go tuition if the teacher teaches POLE DANCING after every lesson =)&lt;br /&gt;HR:You si beh(very) KNS!!&lt;br /&gt;OY:Jiak sai(eat shit) laa PAI KIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be dead if &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pn.Regina&lt;/span&gt; reads this. Full of manglish. No,I think it's a singlish instead 'cause I didn't use any Malay so far,right? Ehhh BRADER,jealous limpe use singlish arr? HAHAHA I can't stop,oOps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,time for me to finish my stacked-up homework on my table which is as high as...SOH-HAI! LOLxD As high as Mt. Everest is better,later &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pn.Regina&lt;/span&gt; asks me what's 'soh-hai'. Will blog about the I Like Nilam prize as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I apologise if any of you are offended in the fact that I'm using some not-so good-to-be-heard words above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LovesS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oom Yin =)&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/9083732974696819539-6285536826400691740?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6285536826400691740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6285536826400691740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6285536826400691740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6285536826400691740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/title-less-d-speechless.html' title='Title-less =D  Speechless?'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-1810615161702500812</id><published>2009-06-11T19:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:12:17.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 6teen with LOTS of chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Smm9jAGd2LI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tfATxUxnwIU/s1600-h/P1010505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Smm9jAGd2LI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tfATxUxnwIU/s400/P1010505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362025240381479090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OKay!! I know it's friggin' late for this post. But. It's desperately important an event.&lt;div&gt;I actually started uploading the pics a month ago but was too lazy to continue. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my memories are kinda sketchy already. So. Yeahh.... it's pictures most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Smm64j6RUfI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vRvX0ypDqws/s400/P1010464.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362022312236372466" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oom Yin and Yee Teng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Smm64_nRh9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/IRC64LoBJVk/s400/P1010467.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362022319672887250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jun Kit in the lobby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfnD4m53I/AAAAAAAAAzs/-ecq5ZnHN-o/s1600-h/P1010480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfnD4m53I/AAAAAAAAAzs/-ecq5ZnHN-o/s400/P1010480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359740524954052466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bitch-face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Can't remember what this is but I sniffed it. The smell was quite faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jun Kit actually has a pic of me sniffing that but &lt;i&gt;of course &lt;/i&gt;I won't post it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following couple of shots are by JK:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfm7hYHjI/AAAAAAAAAzk/XDj09-2pZu8/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfm7hYHjI/AAAAAAAAAzk/XDj09-2pZu8/s400/P1010494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359740522709130802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfmGsfLtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/psoHkQEv3YE/s1600-h/P1010495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfmGsfLtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/psoHkQEv3YE/s400/P1010495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359740508528651986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Correction, the following &lt;i&gt;three &lt;/i&gt;shots are by Jun Kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfl-VFzoI/AAAAAAAAAzU/x8G8EsMRKQo/s1600-h/P1010496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGfl-VFzoI/AAAAAAAAAzU/x8G8EsMRKQo/s400/P1010496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359740506283036290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGflbpupqI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mDNITPlcnrI/s1600-h/P1010497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGflbpupqI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mDNITPlcnrI/s400/P1010497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359740496974358178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if I was the one who took this but.. well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGcVfJLGTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Qu9n5v-fPvs/s400/P1010498.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736924498762034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Oom Yin's plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGcVo1S1RI/AAAAAAAAAys/oZbINJLQaMs/s400/P1010500.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736927099737362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jun Kit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGcVyUC-DI/AAAAAAAAAy0/sK6D99hove8/s400/P1010503.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736929644640306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rachel, Andy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGcWU769JI/AAAAAAAAAy8/O2MHflZzOZk/s400/P1010511.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736938938692754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(left to right)Yee Teng, Oom Yin, Wei Ken, Andy, Rachel, Zhi Yi, Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Look at Oom Yin's shirt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may be small but I'm the boss. =D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SmGcW3k8aDI/AAAAAAAAAzE/LlKK2ywJqYU/s400/P1010512.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736948237559858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jun Kit and Oom Yin&lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKJmeBBII/AAAAAAAAAx0/3IZAU2uCtEY/s1600-h/P1010517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKJmeBBII/AAAAAAAAAx0/3IZAU2uCtEY/s400/P1010517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042916818748546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KLCC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKJaXs_GI/AAAAAAAAAxs/afkmX_KrGzg/s1600-h/P1010523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKJaXs_GI/AAAAAAAAAxs/afkmX_KrGzg/s400/P1010523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042913571044450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKI2j3JsI/AAAAAAAAAxk/rMSg4ol1RMs/s1600-h/P1010525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKI2j3JsI/AAAAAAAAAxk/rMSg4ol1RMs/s400/P1010525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042903958365890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does it stink down there, Oom Yin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKIthIl8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/N5a7iNuvSn8/s1600-h/P1010528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKIthIl8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/N5a7iNuvSn8/s400/P1010528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042901531006914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lawn, for dinner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKIGmEs1I/AAAAAAAAAxU/0A4yOU0NaPw/s1600-h/P1010531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SlgKIGmEs1I/AAAAAAAAAxU/0A4yOU0NaPw/s400/P1010531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042891082740562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqyiA17bI/AAAAAAAAAwk/TQ6fa1tv9F4/s1600-h/P1010533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqyiA17bI/AAAAAAAAAwk/TQ6fa1tv9F4/s400/P1010533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346030911533477298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Non-alcoholic Beverage: Ginger BEER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqydZAkeI/AAAAAAAAAwc/eMthc99dKOA/s1600-h/P1010537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqydZAkeI/AAAAAAAAAwc/eMthc99dKOA/s400/P1010537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346030910292660706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The right way to drink beer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqyCrxW4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/xAJpTrcL9MA/s1600-h/P1010545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqyCrxW4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/xAJpTrcL9MA/s400/P1010545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346030903123598210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mua's dinner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqxw7rl3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/dpnu7jqWZOE/s1600-h/P1010546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqxw7rl3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/dpnu7jqWZOE/s400/P1010546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346030898358490994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jun Kit's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqxo2vT1I/AAAAAAAAAwE/tjInoN9GWZo/s1600-h/P1010548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDqxo2vT1I/AAAAAAAAAwE/tjInoN9GWZo/s400/P1010548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346030896190279506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Chomp!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnzMB7TbI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ojl3ZY3hdfc/s1600-h/P1010554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnzMB7TbI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ojl3ZY3hdfc/s400/P1010554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027624277429682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Free Voucher for hand massage! Estee Lauder's, too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnyy93osI/AAAAAAAAAv0/M3LwYxzyzVk/s1600-h/P1010562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnyy93osI/AAAAAAAAAv0/M3LwYxzyzVk/s400/P1010562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027617549525698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gave the voucher to Oom Yin. It's her brthday, after all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnynqZRuI/AAAAAAAAAvs/RCWh_FqHNPE/s1600-h/P1010565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnynqZRuI/AAAAAAAAAvs/RCWh_FqHNPE/s400/P1010565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027614515054306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnydiYeJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/x5D_Sdfo3WY/s1600-h/P1010566.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnydiYeJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/x5D_Sdfo3WY/s400/P1010566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027611797092498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnydiYeJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/x5D_Sdfo3WY/s1600-h/P1010566.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnydiYeJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/x5D_Sdfo3WY/s1600-h/P1010566.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;J&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;un Kit, Oom Yin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnyEkXNAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Z0D2lAIQ76Y/s1600-h/P1010568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SjDnyEkXNAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Z0D2lAIQ76Y/s400/P1010568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027605094511618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going home... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay. movie's over. The end. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i KNOW I'm doing a horrible job at this. But.. yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;signing off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zeeeeeee =)&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/9083732974696819539-1810615161702500812?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1810615161702500812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1810615161702500812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1810615161702500812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1810615161702500812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/turning-6teen-with-lots-of-chocolates.html' title='Turning 6teen with LOTS of chocolates'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Smm9jAGd2LI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tfATxUxnwIU/s72-c/P1010505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2661583021393157789</id><published>2009-06-06T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:06:16.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Decided: When I Grow Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I SHALL MARRY A WRITER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I am totally, utterly serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;They're so charming, expressive, imaginative... and.. uhhm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay. I dunno. I'm just kidding. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Truth is, I either will be a writer myself[less chance] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;or marry one[more chance] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;or both[no comment])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(What? Writers are really imaginative and expressive okay?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No. I didn't make this decision because I am head-over-heels in love with Tash Aw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Because I am not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(I'm just in love with his writing and his British accent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Currently reading his award-winning first novel - The Harmony Silk Factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I love it. It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO... &lt;/span&gt;literature-ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Makes me feel dumb for reading chic-lits like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can You Keep A Secret?&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Harry Winston&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Undomestic Goddess&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks For The Memories&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love, Rosie&lt;/span&gt; and others (which includes the whole series of Shopaholic[borrowed from Nadirah] and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot &lt;/span&gt;more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yah, he signed my copy of The Harmony Silk Factory! I was SO excited, when I passed him my copy to sign, I was shaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;C'mon! It's a real-life award-winning writer! I'm totally in love with reading and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;want to be a writer since I was 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(The dream did end at around 15 but. It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 years long..&lt;/span&gt; and I do still love writing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;By the way, Tash Aw look like a less muscular, smaller-framed Allan Wu. With a mole. (And a whole lot more imagination.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here's a picture of him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sin4ijtc_4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/iWA_FgfkxtM/s400/P1010456.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344075705436929922" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's my copy of the book he's holding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, ta-ta! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Signing off, zeeeeeee =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-2661583021393157789?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2661583021393157789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2661583021393157789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2661583021393157789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2661583021393157789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-decided-when-i-grow-up.html' title='I&apos;ve Decided: When I Grow Up...'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sin4ijtc_4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/iWA_FgfkxtM/s72-c/P1010456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8086371313082410410</id><published>2009-06-01T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:45:45.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Promise me you'll stay my friend forever."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Immediately after saying that to Jun Kit, I felt like a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But, still, it was the sincerest, truest wish I've ever had - for him to stay my best friend forever and ever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's the only person who has succeeded in making me look good in pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He cracks me up every five seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He never really mind when I stole music from his phone. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;He's the best-est graphic designer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's the best-est photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's the only person I'm ever jealous of. Hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's currently learning Aussie accent off of Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He loves Venetian Princess and Chris Crocker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I owe him a Starbucks frappucino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He set an explosion to my love life after he found out about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's the person whom I got in the biggest fight in my life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's mah best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He's Mr. Chang Jun Kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK, I'm the luckiest Personal Assistant on earth to have a boss like you. And I'll always be here for you just like how you are always here for me. Happy Birthday. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;With all my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;zeeeeeee &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/9083732974696819539-8086371313082410410?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8086371313082410410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8086371313082410410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8086371313082410410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8086371313082410410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/promise-me-youll-stay-my-friend-forever.html' title='&quot;Promise me you&apos;ll stay my friend forever.&quot;'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8319191257535948780</id><published>2009-05-29T21:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:32:52.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math logic for Babies. by, Mr. Chang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK came up with some sorta-make sense concept.Un-hot father plus un-hot mother equals beautiful baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;equivalent to negative + negative = positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ya get me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He even listed examples. Lol. But I can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Teacher's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Boring performances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause all I can think about was getting outta school and going to JK's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not-awesome-at-all shot by mua:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vqCLubLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/jjnGGkkIsAw/s400/P1010210.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251188504292530" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cool shot by JK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vp5nDnXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/hABo9o2N8KU/s400/P1010212.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251186203008370" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;As hot of Mel and Elaine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vpreu2yI/AAAAAAAAAus/O1v84Kxv4EE/s400/P1010215.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251182409997090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jane and Mel were.. well, one moment they're okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_tLMpNlGI/AAAAAAAAAuk/f2DcHpdaKxE/s400/P1010217.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248459713123426" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The next, they went lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_tK5FZBZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ch64KgHHMe8/s400/P1010223.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248454462604690" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A shot of me, with Mel's cupcakes by Elaine. She gave me one. It's so.. uhhm. sugary. Artificial-sugary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_tKnZhOeI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mkBGTvGkb8g/s400/P1010225.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248449715190242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;An awesome shot of Rachel by JK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_tKYjIf2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/UUS1j_MSFaU/s400/P1010230.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248445728980834" /&gt;Shot of Jane by JK.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_tJwVkb_I/AAAAAAAAAuE/5Rpm68yFyKM/s400/P1010232.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248434934673394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Went to JK's house after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I waved to the cars passing by under the bridge. Someone waved back. I blew him/her a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Crossed the bridge, JK saw PN. Sujatha in a car. I didn't see her. All I saw was her.. car plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; It says PDA - Public Display of Affection. JK told me about it. I turned back, double-checked, knocked on the window and said Happy Teachers' Day. I felt awesome. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Crapped lots with JK on the way to his house. He took pics of pretty flowers. And a plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; with egg shells on the leaves.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_pX_-PsSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/qLDaxca87Zo/s400/P1010256.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341244281603469602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK's shot of the day. &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_pYGPPJNI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oGKk81XfLE0/s400/P1010249.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341244283285349586" /&gt;We went out for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Met Wei Ken at Big Bookshop(however you spell it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Stood around before deciding to go to Leo's for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wei Ken over-ordered. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I donated RM 10.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wei Ken - RM 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK - RM 0. He no money lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then we left Wei Ken to finish his lunch, and went to Starbucks. Since it's the holidays, I ordered Venti Vanilla Cream Frappucino to celebrate. I even asked for chocolate chip in my frap. But I got sorta too full. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_pYROt3UI/AAAAAAAAAts/QhLoG2cJeW8/s400/P1010269.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341244286235958594" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK with his.. Dark Berry Mocha Frappucino, if. I'm not mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We spent the time whining bout how tired we are when we reached JK's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(I was there first. Cause I walked super fast. I think I was close to 3 minutes faster than JK and WK.=D) while JK did a few mock covers. They looked great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Something's wrong with WK. He's so violent. Kept slapping JK on the shoulder when JK does his awesome graphics. JK reckons he should put a restraint order on WK. Lol. JK kept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; screaming STOP! at WK. But WK doesn't. I went home at six-thirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Went to Taipan first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Shots at Taipan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_pYrjaSRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3Lj4Ypj4jXo/s400/P1010279.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341244293302077714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_pZINZ88I/AAAAAAAAAt8/jXU0rwgXAP8/s400/P1010284.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341244300994409410" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Shots yesterday that I took in my garden:&lt;/span&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vqxV1m-I/AAAAAAAAAvM/OrvffnMFcyw/s400/P1010183.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251201163172834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vqm_oRJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/o8kF5ApD5PM/s400/P1010189.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251198385669266" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Watching Angels and Demons now. Ta-ta! =D&lt;/span&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/9083732974696819539-8319191257535948780?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8319191257535948780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8319191257535948780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8319191257535948780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8319191257535948780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/math-logic-for-babies-by-mr-chang.html' title='Math logic for Babies. by, Mr. Chang.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sh_vqCLubLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/jjnGGkkIsAw/s72-c/P1010210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6228732662582324925</id><published>2009-05-22T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:36:20.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyy,it's me,do you still remember??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/ShZnjw8x9rI/AAAAAAAAACU/EXLoylbE6K8/s1600-h/DSC01250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338568272427218610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/ShZnjw8x9rI/AAAAAAAAACU/EXLoylbE6K8/s200/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello,my name is Oom Yin,female,going to be 16,hasn't done any plastic surgery,truly believes in natural beauty and I'm the co-blogger of this blog =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha.. I know,I've not been blogging for a looooooOoooooong time and in fact,most of you have forgotten me =( But,it's okayy,Oom Yin is here,everybody no fear!!(Uhm,fear what??!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Exams over *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I planned to screamed loudly after Bio paper but teacher asked us to keep quiet(ish!WHY??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But nevermind,I screamed after teacher left the class(Ooooh,YESSSSS!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Screamed again on the way to school gate and caught by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pn.Teo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;luckily she was talking to the phone and it seemed like an inportant call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She just looked at me and gave me the what's-your-problem stares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I quickly walked away(I wished I hop away like a kangaroo =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So,anything much after exams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zeeeeeee and her oh-so-charming went to the the uhh...i-love-mother-nature camp?(i forgot the name,oops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some friends went to shop and moviee,but sadly I turned them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; sign language class for me tomorrow,sadddd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Moreover Teacher Ching Cher is not coming due to her hectic working schedule so yeahh,Anthony the observer-cum-teacher would come to class and AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We will be receiving the exam results paper(yes,A PAPER ONLY to show us how many marks we achieve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haihs,I know I'd badly for dialogue,I can't understand their signs =( But I've tried my best so it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Storytelling is the best part,we were required to sign the pictures(story) we choosed and sign the same story to 3 evaluators.Means that we've sign the same story for 3 times.The feedback i got was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Evaluator 1-Mr.Hayma: You can act very well but you used the wrong classifier for FENCE.I can understand your story,Good job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Evaluator 2-Ms.Jessica: You should give SIGN NAME to the characters so that you no need to fingerspell so much. I do not understand the dog-jumping part,you should(*blah...*) But your acting is good. Well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Evaluator 3:Mr.Albert: I do not understand the dog-jumping part,you should(*blah...*) Do you act often? You can act quite well.Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay laa,I'm DRAMATIC,at least I get compliments from them although they don't understand the dog-jumping part,hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Note:Teacher,observer and evaluators stated above are Deafs(told you I learn sign language right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hope I can passed,the passing marks is 70%,it's either you passed or failed,American Edu style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll value the last 1 hour Level 1 MySL class tomorrow,will continue my Level 2 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Long way to go,but time flies like arrow right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LovessSss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yin O&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&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/9083732974696819539-6228732662582324925?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6228732662582324925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6228732662582324925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6228732662582324925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6228732662582324925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyits-medo-you-still-remember.html' title='Heyy,it&apos;s me,do you still remember??'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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/_swoe7D6LyqE/ShZnjw8x9rI/AAAAAAAAACU/EXLoylbE6K8/s72-c/DSC01250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-5188276508513367422</id><published>2009-05-20T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:39:21.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Wacko</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;As promised, Elaine, I titled this post I'm a Wacko. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What happened was.. Mel and JK was trying to figure out what person I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK was saying I'm not exactly all that bitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mel thinks I'm just incredibly hyper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then, she thinks I resemble a seal. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Finally, they settled on me being a wacko. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can't say that's completely wrong because I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;pretty wacky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I just hope that... They meant it in a positive way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay.. what have I been up to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I remixed a religious song.. I'm not sure if it's a song.. but. It's religious. And I remixed it into a poem for Mag Inc. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Andy's reaction was "What the hell?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And he only read the first four lines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lord I lift your name up high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lord I know that I can't rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But, even if it takes much time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For you, and only you, I shall try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can't remember the rest of my poem cause like JK said, it's long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I don't have the paper with me. It's with Wei Ken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(He said it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BRILLIANT =DDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Chemistry was easy today. It's the most relaxed day I have in the whole two weeks of exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously &lt;/span&gt;wanna watch Angels and Demons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My dad says he wants to take us to watch that movie, too(it took him months to finish the book).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I have to watch Confessions of A SHopaholic A.S.A.P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've been saying that for so long but I haven't done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I should convince my parents to get me the DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I look forward to going to the Nature Lovers' Camp this Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;It'd be like a mini holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;OMG... TWO more days till freedom. two more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ugh. I haven't start packing my stuff yet. I haven't even figured out what I haven't got. Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh and.. A suposed heartbreak was to happen this week.. But. It didn't. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm still whole and happy and I feel lots better than.. before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's like I unclogged a drain and the water can flow again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Believe me, when the drain was clogged, it felt as if there was a tsunami-worth of wave crushing on me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It feels so fresh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And now that I don't pour all my sunshine down on that one person, I have more energy for others. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think I'll stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-5188276508513367422?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5188276508513367422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=5188276508513367422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5188276508513367422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5188276508513367422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-wacko.html' title='I&apos;m a Wacko'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2519138433042190918</id><published>2009-05-11T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:25:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SgfDzz4pljI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cotfhzJstyU/s1600-h/P1000465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SgfDzz4pljI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cotfhzJstyU/s400/P1000465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334447578512201266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love you, mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you for everything. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don't need to say anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&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/9083732974696819539-2519138433042190918?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2519138433042190918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2519138433042190918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2519138433042190918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2519138433042190918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SgfDzz4pljI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cotfhzJstyU/s72-c/P1000465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6276982430673427045</id><published>2009-05-08T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:30:16.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I have run so dry of inspiration I titled this blogpost "Updates".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's annoying to have two younger siblings(who have too much energy for their own good) to finish their exam and be in a post-exam mood. 'cause:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. Their energy is contagious and I feel like having fun, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. I can't be in that mood 'cause my exam just started and I'm supposed to be more diligent now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Had Chinese paper today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Did the 1st question for Section A and the 1st question, too for Section B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didn't have a choice in Section A 'cause I studied only the format of choice 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For Section B, I didn't have much of a choice, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'cause choice 2 - 5 are factual. And my incredibly crappish mind can't think of any points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I did question 1. Where I can write my crap. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I said something really wrong today. But it's completely accidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not gonna tell you even though it'll crack you up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause it's SO embarrassing. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can't understand what's wrong with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Why am I blogging more frequently when I have exam than when I don't have it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I make no sense lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hate it that my blog posts are now so short and lacking of spice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Too tired 'cause of exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's not as if there's nothing much going on in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But.. it's just so top secret I don't wanna tell. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just one note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. I'm getting friggin' polluted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. I miss my innocent self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. I know it's better for me to know but.. I still do miss innocent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4. Am twittering now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. I want to hear JK sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. I look forward to the day when JK finds his love. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(JK: rmemeber to tell Cher and I bout it. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. Am in love. =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. Watched the Nanny!&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/9083732974696819539-6276982430673427045?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6276982430673427045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6276982430673427045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6276982430673427045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6276982430673427045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-annoying-to-have-two-younger.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3900935471093445545</id><published>2009-05-07T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:09:55.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGING FROM SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>My dumb-ass computer in school is FINALLY working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Crap.. Teacher just saw me blogging..)&lt;br /&gt;(She called me zee zee.. wth..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By working, I meant I could go online with it.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cause I'm using administrator's...&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go see Pn. Norma with John just now.. (Turns out it'as Bagan Lalang. Not Bukit..) but. He abandoned me.. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, zeeeeeee =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3900935471093445545?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3900935471093445545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3900935471093445545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3900935471093445545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3900935471093445545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging-from-school.html' title='BLOGGING FROM SCHOOL!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-4828600660607686208</id><published>2009-05-05T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:26:08.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOHN! Where in the world is Bukit Lalang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm still not over exam yet. Heck, it hasn't even started.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I've already started planning what I wanna do during the holidays.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Which is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;bad 'cause I already have a big and bad enough distraction without the holidays like my Mag Inc. feature article. And JK being really mad at me for making zero progress like I'm a car at rest in physics. No acceleration at all. UGH. I feel super guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; JK's not talking to me and Jane is being my parrot for today. I have no idea why he's not talking to me. But I've figured out part of the reason... Me not finishing my article...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think the other reason is me being a bitch too many times a day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And another is me being too self-centered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I really don't know. Just guessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Andy is studying real hard to beat me... Which. Disturbs me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loads&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Great, Andy, your making me itching to study. And I don't like that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;John came to class and asked if JK or me can go to Pencinta Alam camp on the 22nd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Too bad JK had Segi College camp to go to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So anyway, spot's open for me now. It's at Bukit Lalang but I have no idea where Bukit Lalang is. Geez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway.. All the best to everyone in your exams! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hope my extremely good luck can bring at least not let me fail add math and math.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Yes, I stand a chance at failing even math. Andy will say:"Epic fail" here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, yeah. Good night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Blogging from her parents' room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.s: Claudia's so super sweet. She's like a little sister I never had. Don't ask who. Tell y'all next time.&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/9083732974696819539-4828600660607686208?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4828600660607686208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4828600660607686208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4828600660607686208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4828600660607686208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/john-where-in-world-is-bukit-lalang.html' title='JOHN! Where in the world is Bukit Lalang?'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3808798582070805092</id><published>2009-05-01T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:28:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Exams are coming in like... less than a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For me lar. cause I'm taking Chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It kinda suck 'cause (quoted from Oom Yin) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"The exam time table is like double last year's size, you know!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yes, I know. I think everyone's noticed that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And that's really crap 'cause I don't even have the time to finish my homework all ready and now I have to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ugh. To hell with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh, by the way, Gratz to Miss Lok on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GETTING MARRIED!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Too bad she didn't invite 4 Pentium...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Can't blame her either 'cause our classmates will make the whole wedding chaotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can so imagine it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anywayyy.. Bye. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gotta hit the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&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/9083732974696819539-3808798582070805092?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3808798582070805092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3808798582070805092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3808798582070805092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3808798582070805092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8912566159051315690</id><published>2009-04-25T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:47:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd do it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I have no idea which to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instructions: do this quiz . Remove 1 question from the quiz . Replace it with your own question .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 )Who is the most important person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;MOST important? I dont have a &lt;em&gt;single &lt;/em&gt;most important person. Everyone is important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2)What will you die without?&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M's, Starbucks, Coffee, buttered and sugared toast, CHOCOLATES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Food, generally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3)What will you do if tomorrow is the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;I would gather all of my besties and start crapping like no one's business. And die laughing before the-end-of-the-world could take me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4)Do you believe in angels or fairy tales?&lt;br /&gt;Both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5)What did you eat this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Passion fruit swiss roll. YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6)What did you do, during 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;Dozing off in History. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7)Who was the last person who lay down on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8)Will you choose to live in an island alone or to live with an island full of annoying people?\&lt;br /&gt;By annoying, do you mean people like me? If so, I don't mind. Not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9)What was the last text in your inbox? Who was it from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You have 1 missed call (1) +6019xxxxxxx since 11.51 pm 24.4.09 from Maxis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm dead serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10)What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ehhm. Seven Pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Who was the last person you talked on the line?&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Do you believe in fairytales in real life?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;Mm-hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Whats your favorite cartoon?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhm.. I don't remember. I stopped watching TV for a long time. Sponge Bob maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What was the oldest message you received in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! =D from Yi Lin 01-01-09 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Who is your bff?&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit. Cheryl. Yi Lin. Oom Yin. Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you want me to list'em all down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Do you have any nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Zee. Zombie. Fish. Purple fish. Paper fish. Crazy Yi. Clumsy Yi.&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Ask Jin Onn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Define the meaning of friends.&lt;br /&gt;People who care about you.&lt;br /&gt;People who are with you through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;People who would tell it straight to your face if there's something wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 )Differentiate what is love and what is like.&lt;br /&gt;You'd do &lt;em&gt;anything. Sacrifice anyhting. &lt;/em&gt;For someone or something you love.&lt;br /&gt;Like is... something less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Are you bored now?&lt;br /&gt;Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Black or white?&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Do you believe that dreams do come true?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. It happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 )What was the meanest thing you had done?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhm.. if it was 'said' I wouldn't know cause I say mean stuff without realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;Done..? I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)What annoys you most?&lt;br /&gt;Right now? The stupid webpage which won't load fast enough. It's been an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)Who annoys you most?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. 'cause currently there's none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Have you ever done crimes?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)Whats the color of your room?&lt;br /&gt;Beige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;I try to. And I'm doing pretty well but not good enough for me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Who was the last person you dreamt?&lt;br /&gt;Lemme think..&lt;br /&gt;There's quite a few people in there.&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;'s there. But others are kinda hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35)Have you ever learnt any musical instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Learnt piano. Hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36)Does the person you like knows that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;I think he does. I'm obvious enough *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37)Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Melayu. Hua yu. Teo Chew/ Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38)Do you play games often?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39)If you have to choose between friends and love which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;It depends on what the situation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40)What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Answering this question. Living. Breathing. Wanting to go to the loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41)Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;SJK(C) Lick Hung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42)Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit. For being awesome in almost &lt;em&gt;everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43)Which month are you born?&lt;br /&gt;The month with Christmas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44)Where are you now ?&lt;br /&gt;My room. On a chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45)How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;15 years. 4 months. 16 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46)When was your last time you sat an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, Dec 27th '07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47)Who are you missing now?&lt;br /&gt;Too embarrassed to tell.&lt;br /&gt;But I know you(whoever who &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt;) can guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48)Why did you do this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause. Just 'cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 9 person to do this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to?&lt;br /&gt;I tag.. Oom Yin. Yi Lin. Not tagging Cheryl 'cause I think JK will tag her.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;B) Those who are being tag cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this quiz by tagging 8 other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 . What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Plurking. Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Do you ever turn your handphone off?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . What happen at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;What annoys me the most? This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;After dinner today. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . Believe in Fate/Destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Deep. But... Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 . What do you want in life now?&lt;br /&gt;Finish up SPM with SUPER good results.&lt;br /&gt;WIN MAG INC.&lt;br /&gt;Him.&lt;br /&gt;and. More. LOADS more.&lt;br /&gt;Like a SUPERB career and..&lt;br /&gt;aiyahh. I can never stop wanting something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 . Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;Neither. I use the school textbooks to cover my head or I'd just run in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your favourite thing to do on bed ?&lt;br /&gt;Play Sudoku while listening to Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 . What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;brown shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . What are the nicest things in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;Nicest ar? Messages from an old friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . Do you tend to make relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure bout Seven Pounds. I think I watched Marley and Me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;I tak tau larrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox says and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Fearless, Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 . Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Ask JIN ONN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the newest text msg says and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 . What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;don't remember. 10.26p.m was the last time I looked at the clock. Then I dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 . Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;No. 'Cause the questions are repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 . Who gives you the best advice?&lt;br /&gt;My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Would like to try that some time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . Who did you talk to on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . Is something bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . Who is the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Myself? Hahahah. See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.You want $5 or $10?&lt;br /&gt;Neither. I want a LOT more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Do you think you are stupid sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I think I'm stupid most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Who is your best best best fren?&lt;br /&gt;Singular? Goshh. mine come in plural form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What will you do if you like that boy?&lt;br /&gt;What I'm doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Who is your favourite stars?&lt;br /&gt;Star, you mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.You hate your mother sometimes in some ways?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Sometimes. But I get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Do you had even stead before?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.what type of boy do you like?&lt;br /&gt;JK would say I like "INTELECTUALLY HOT" guys right about now.&lt;br /&gt;And he'd be right about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Now are you single/attached?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this tag to 10 people !&lt;br /&gt;1 Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;2 Yi Lin&lt;br /&gt;3 Oom Yin&lt;br /&gt;4 Janice Lee&lt;br /&gt;5 Clarice&lt;br /&gt;6 Rachel&lt;br /&gt;7 Jane&lt;br /&gt;8 Jin Onn&lt;br /&gt;9 Jun Kit&lt;br /&gt;10 Elaine&lt;br /&gt;(7, 8, 9, 10: Bahh.. Who cares if Andy tagged you already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would you date number 5?&lt;br /&gt;Clarice? If it's some where in Brisbane, HECK YES. That is if she's paying lar. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Number 2 just got in a car crash. How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;Yi Lin.&lt;br /&gt;Visit her in the hospital and jokingly insult her:&lt;br /&gt;"I won't blame the driver though. I don't think he saw you."&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;em&gt;said &lt;/em&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;JOKING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see number 9 with your boy/girlfriend. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Buy a popcorn and watch some &lt;em&gt;serious&lt;/em&gt; insult-episode go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You come home and your room has been ransacked by number 4.&lt;br /&gt;Janice?? I can't imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Number 1 is acting weird.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;What kinda weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Numbers 3 and 8 decide to give 10 a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Oom Yin and Jin Onn to Elaine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. God. Hahahah. Should be fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Number 7 just got tickets for him/her and you to go to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet it's a Taylor Swift concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Number 10 takes you to a bar.&lt;br /&gt;Elaine?? take &lt;em&gt;me?? &lt;/em&gt;To a &lt;em&gt;BAR?!??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Number 4 has to move to the other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;Well, she does want to go to the U.S. I won't mind joining her. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You and number 8 are being chased by the cops for an unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;Jin Onn? What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Number 7 and you are sitting on the couch watching a movie when he wrap his arm around you.&lt;br /&gt;Jane's a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Number 5 asks you out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Clarice&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Number 9 and you are sitting on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah. We'd be talking really loudly and other passengers won't be able to sleep 'cause of that. And JK will be misinterpreting songs. LOL (private joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Number 6 calls you in the middle of the night because she can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;"Who's this about, Rach?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your walking with someone and number 6 runs up and tackles you to the ground from behind.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. Why would Rachel do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Number 1 is crying one day and you ask him/her why and it seems their boy/girlfriend has dumped them.&lt;br /&gt;"Cher? You had a boyfriend?!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Number 2 offers to bake you a meal. As you sit in the other room, the kitchen is suddenly aflame.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Yi Lin? Will that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Number 4 comes to your door one day holding a koala.&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;Awww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Number 4 just got you an X-Box.&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Number 9 challenges you to a children's card game!&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit&lt;br /&gt;Which card game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Number 1 thinks he/she's overweight.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be kiddin me. Cheryl is so obviously NOT overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Number 7 looks lonely!&lt;br /&gt;"HI Jane!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Number 2 asks you rudely to go leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Numbers 5 and 3 decide to throw a surprise party for you.&lt;br /&gt;Clarice and Oom Yin. I wonder &lt;em&gt;how &lt;/em&gt;they plan it. Considering the fact that Clarice is in Brisbane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Number 6 decide to dye their hair black. What do you say to that?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;no. No. NO. NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Number 2 tells you he/she is going to go out for a while, and then later you hear about a shooting where 2 went.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Lin&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't worry. The bullet won't hit her(too short mahh)(=P). Besides, she's small enough to hide in most places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. You catch number 9 by herself, crying.&lt;br /&gt;Dude. SO not cool to call JK a "her".&lt;br /&gt;If I ever find him crying, anyway, I think he'd jump out and scream April's Fool's at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Numbers 1 , 3 , 5, and 6 all tackle you at once!Is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, Oom Yin, Clarice, Rachel. Yeap. Cheryl and Clarice.. not so sure bout their strength but Oom Yin is a mean rugby player. Rachel.. 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And badly, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's 5.30 already and my palms are still pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My neck feels sorta sprained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;My waist is not any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My shoulders hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So do my lower thighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I almost fell asleep in Chem tuition, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was 'fishing'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I arrived in school early today.. (not so lar actually. 7.20 a.m.) to help decorate the Bluster tent. I helped hanging up the cloth and stuff but then I realized Ariel isn't all that fond of me.. I tried helping out but she won't give me much stuff to do and when I was given a job, she sounded so irritated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Went to see the PC Cilin perbarisan team. They looked awesome. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was going around saying stupid stuff like: "I made your pom poms!!" and "Shh! Don't tell Ms. Lok I was here. I'm from Bluster."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I visited PBSM too and gave Cher a good luck hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I said something really mean behind Kara's back. I was like "Good luck Kara!!" to her then I said softer so that she won't be able to hear me, "But we're gonna win anyway." =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Police Cadets looked good. But they didn't win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think the judges are blind. How can they not see how friggin messy Kadet Bomba's march was. (Idiots) I put out a super "WHAT?" face when they announced them as winners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;PC's dance was awesome! Their spirit was great, too. Well, what else do you expect when Oom Yin and Jun Kit are heading their cheer team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Unfortunately, they didn't win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Norton did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sorry to say, but all I see from Norton is... a bunch of "orang asli"s. And I lost interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I mean, honestly lar, "sakai"s and "Lady GaGa"s which one would you pay more attention to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I went to help Steffi's stall out. Stef says she'll give me free food but I said no cause I paiseh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After that, all I know is that I was running all over the place waiting for the pizzas to come and screaming, I mean, cheering. for my team since I betrayed Bluster enough all ready. *sheepish smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I got really tired so I went to sit down under the ant-filled tree with Cheryl, Yeong Teng and a few other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Speaking of ants, I got bitten. Once on my leg, the other on my neck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We chatted and screamed for Bluster a bit. Then I pulled out my phone and listened to Fearless and Hey Stephen by Taylor Swift (yup. I'm still into her songs even though it's been a week) while I did Sudoku. But I got some numbers wrong. Ugh. It didn't happen to me when I did it at home with my phone blasting music into my ear through the headphones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway, I went to get the pizzas I ordered. Ate one myself. Gave one to Cheryl. One for JK and another for Oom Yin. And the whole packet of currypuff, I gave to PC runners. Yes. I'm that terrible a Bluster member this year. I'm SO sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yah. I hope no one from Genesis ever reads this. I accidentally cheated them off a pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I thought a pizza was RM1.50 when it's actually 2 bucks. I ordered 5 pizzas. So if it's 1.50 each it's 7.50 in total. If it's 2, then it's 10 in total. I gave a RM10 note, took my pizzas and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I "realized" something. I haven't got my change. So I went back and asked for another piece of pizza since they "owe" me 2.50, and the pizzas sold on that day was 2.50 each if you didn't pre-order it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I gave the pizza to Wei Ken 'cause I conned the pizza and Wei Ken is a cheat. So, yeahh.. I felt better giving "bad" pizza to uhhm.. not-very-nice people. Thank God I asked for beef peperoni 'cause my family don't eat beef so it was actually okay to give it away. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Next year I won't get pizzas for everyone. I belanja-d my friends pizza last year &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;this year. So yeah. Next year no more. Too much money spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then it was Tug-of-war. I got blue face paint on my face. I sweated so much the paint got washed off. The first round with PC was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouch.&lt;/span&gt; Real hard. Before finals it was easy. This. Was real hard. The second round was over quick. 'Cause Yee Teng's hands... stiffened.. cramped? I dunno. But she was hurt. I went to see her when the PBSM was treating her. She was smiling. I kinda feel bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My fav race of the day was the teachers' event. Hahaha! It was really funny. And it kinda make me love the teachers more. I dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway. 1st prize for tug-of war! It was great. I think it's the first time ever in my life I got first in something except for being born first. Well, Finally. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&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/9083732974696819539-868154835865109445?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/868154835865109445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=868154835865109445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/868154835865109445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/868154835865109445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3680240375377328366</id><published>2009-04-08T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:47:08.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks(?) Elaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;50 First Reactions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer: Root Beer! A&amp;amp;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food: I'm hungry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: Complicated~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Crush: I can't go to David Archuleta's concert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers: What crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Life: Ouch! Get a helmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The President: Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Yummy: I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cars: Movie by Disney Channel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movie: Cars? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;11. Halloween: Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;12. Sex: Chemistry class in school. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Religion: Recess Revolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hate: Michael Phelps. Jonas Brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15. Fear: -less, by Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Marriage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is going to sound super wrong but I've got teased bout this by Jun Kit wayyy too many times already - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wei Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Blonde: Bimbotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Slippers: Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;19. Shoes: Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;20. Asians: Good food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;21. Past time: Crapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. One night stand: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gonna sound wrong again... but Jun Kit, Cheryl and some of you out there knows the story behind this - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wei Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My cell Phone: Music, Messages, Calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Smoke: Grey. Small particles in the air. Air pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Fantasy: Magician: Apprentice.(Sorry again Andy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;26. College: TAYLORS'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;27. High school Life: Roller Coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;28. Pajamas: La Senza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Stars: Stare at'em every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Center: of attention. (Circus by Britney Spears)(Hahahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;31. Alcohol: Drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The word love: LOVE Y'ALL WHO'S READING THIS NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends: Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;34. Money: Money Honey!(by Lady GaGa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Heartache: Hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Time: Need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Divorce: Lawyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;38. Dogs: Golden Retrievers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Undies: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Parents: Dad, mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Babies: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Ex: -treme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Song: Fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Color: Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Weddings: White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Pizza: I'm still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Hangout: Jun Kit and Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Rest: Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Goal: Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Inspiration: Can never get one if you're hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1. Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2. Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;3. Yi Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;4. Oom YIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;5. blahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;p.s : I know I sounded wrong in a couple of questions... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Personal experiences larr, if you're someone who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;know what's going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you do,(this is sorta especially to JK and Cher) DON'T laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3680240375377328366?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3680240375377328366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3680240375377328366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3680240375377328366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3680240375377328366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-elaine.html' title='Thanks(?) Elaine'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1407875677425413285</id><published>2009-04-01T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:06:49.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do NOT. EVER. Go for a guy with too much gel in his hair."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This. Did not come from the person uhh.. it came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was really funny when the girl(it's obvious it's a girl, honestly) said that. It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;outta the blue. Cheryl and I were laughing so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have to confess something I confided in both Cheryl and Yi Lin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think Yilin is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;up &lt;/span&gt;with Cheryl and JK???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;They say really uhhm.. cheesy and mushy(?) stuff to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Like what JK likes to say: "You are very important to me Cheryl.", "Cheryl is always there for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And Cheryl says loads of "I love you"s to JK. I admit I say that, too(though not very often). But JK respond to mine not with a laugh, like I think it was a laugh, but with a shudder. To Cheryl's, he laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I'm feeling sorta stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Like how Harry Potter always sorta knew that Ron and Hermione are going to end up together and he was afraid of it. 'Cause it will get super awkward and everything to be around them, and that's putting it mildly. It will be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pain &lt;/span&gt;to be around your best friends who are.. more than best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, if you guys are like.. you know.. thinking bout this.. I'm not stopping you guys from being together. Just.. Tell me what's going on(?!!?!). (Shit. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;What am I saying??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gawwwd. Ignore that? As hard as it sounds to ignore it. Please do... =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh. And there are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;many suprising stuff going on these days. I heard so many unexpected stuff. Not telling any of you anything 'cause they are all secrets and I'm supposed to keep them that way. So, yeah. My lips are sealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, today's April's Fools' Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didn't even realize it until Rachel Fooled me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause I was remembering today as Mag Inc-is-starting day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didn't plan on Fooling anyone 'cause &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;don't like being pranked myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Still, I tried. Hee~. I accidentally pranked Rach back when I wanted to prank JK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(It's super hard to prank JK. So.. You people should try it sometime. It would be fun.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was really random. I pointed at the floor and screamed. Everyone looked down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"April's Fools'!" LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I pranked Yilin, too. It was pretty lame. Not as random and unexpected as the one before where I sorta, kinda multi-pranked. I frowned at Yilin and say,"Hey. What's that?" Then I pointed to my name tag, indicating she should look down at hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She looked and I said,"April's Fools'!" Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm extremely behind on homework and Pn. Cheah just added another pile to my already mountain-like pile. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, yeah. Homework time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Byeeeeeee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.s : I'm removing the blog post of Jk's story. I know it was real entertaining my JK says I have to remove it 'cause.. just in case some teacher decides to drop by for a visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.p.s : No sequel! JK says he's not feeling like it.&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/9083732974696819539-1407875677425413285?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1407875677425413285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1407875677425413285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1407875677425413285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1407875677425413285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-ever-go-for-guy-with-too-much.html' title='&quot;Do NOT. EVER. Go for a guy with too much gel in his hair.&quot;'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-8887279721827325754</id><published>2009-03-26T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:05:32.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bat friggin' died!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I was the one who killed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You see, Min Xian found a bat yesterday near one of the girls' staircase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The redaksi team brought it back to the Newsroom and put it in a pail since they can't bear letting it go as it'll die out there since its wing was torn and its still a baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When they all left(except Jun Kit), Pn. Shirley asked JK and I to release it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We went to the padang but we couldn't let it go yet. Not without hearing some screams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We scared a couple of Bluster 'olahragawati's. Their screams was really satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then JK saw Pn. Myrna coming outta school and went to prank her. She backed off, sorta disgusted and shocked. We laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then we decided to try it on Ms. Lok. She just look disgusted. That's all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was laughing and screaming/talking so loudly everyone was looking at me. But I didn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jun Kit told me later. Cheryl said she could hear me from the parking lot. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jun Kit asked me to hang it onto a tree but it sorta climbed toward me so I screamed and dropped it on the grass. Then I started laughing at myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The bat started 'swimming' in the grass away from us.and it climbed over the watermelon JK put on the ground. Then JK picked it up using the sticks (used to eat watermelon) as chopsticks and dropped the little bat into the 'roof' of his 'house'.(Roof= cardboard, house=bucket).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It climbed around in there and then we saw a red ant biting its wing and it wouldn't let go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jk and I was poking at the ant, trying to push it away from the bat but it was so stubborn it held on. I was panicking cause the bat looked really in pain. In all the times I've been with it, the most active it's been was 1. When the ant bit it and it's writhing in pain. And 2. When it was dying(Tell y'all later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jk abandoned his efforts and left, saying we should just leave it there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I stayed. My hand was shaking when I push poked at the ant again cause the bat looked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;pained and I was sad for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I managed to get it off. I can't remember how, but I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I stabbed at the (evil) red ant with the stick and finished it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've always tried not to take a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just because someone or something is smaller than you in size, or somehow different from you in appearance, knowledge and just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It doesn't mean its life is less significant than yours. It never is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I killed a red ant that easily cause of a bat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, I sorta convinced myself that I was prosecuting the ant cause it was trying to kill my bat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It will hold up in court, even. Attempted murder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, yeah, since these are 'just animal and insect', the Malaysian High Court can't be bothered so I shall just act as one and kill the darned ant. (Actually, I think it should just be jailed for life. But I was so mad at it I killed it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I let it hang from the watermelon-stick and walked towards Jun Kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We wanted to bring it somewhere else in the bucket. But Pn. Teo appeared and I had to scram with the bucket(and the bat in it).Oh. And the cardboard roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I went back to the tree with the watermelon underneath, picked back the watermelons and put it into the bucket for the poor thing to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I was about to hang it on the tree but sudenly I saw SO many red ants on it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can't possibly leave my little bat there cause it'll definitley die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I left it in the bucket watching it eat the watermelon while waiting for Cheryl, Rachel and Jane to join me(they were running towards me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We talked about the bat and I told them my decision to not release it into the (not-so-)wild. But. I had no idea where to put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I brought it back into the lobby after PN. Teo left(turns out she got into her car, drove outta school, park it near the bus stop, and spied on the students, disguised as a waiting parent).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I placed the bucket down and sat. Mun Chun was reading beside me and he suggested to me a place to hide my bat and he went with me to put it there - under Dinamik staircase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was really happy at the thought of being able to keep it alive(but not for long, apparently), though not-so-well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The next day, I came to school with a banana, wanting to give it to the bat in small pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When I got there with Rachel, the bat still has a bit of watermelon left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Jun Kit said it drowned in watermelon juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now that I think of it, it probably died of over-eating of watermelon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I didn't give it the banana. Besides, it was too risky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wouldn't it be weird if you saw a couple of girls putting pieces of banana into a bucket behind a boys' staircase? Yes. Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It looked as if it wanted to climb out of the bucket but I didn't let it out just in case it gets trampled over by people. So, I left it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think it died probably a little after I visited him..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It wanted to get outta the bucket, outta the watermelon juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I left it there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And it died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I unknowingly killed the bat, my yet-to-be-named second pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To my dearest baby bat Melon(yes. I know it's a bit late to be christening it now)(Melon cause that's the reason of its death):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm so sorry for killing you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wanted to save you, nurse you back to health then let you fly off and have a good life. Unfortunately, you fell in the hands of the wrong person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm no vet. I've no bat-raring experience before. I didn't know how to handle you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And you died because I fed you watermelon. Guess I was just belating your death..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wondered if you preferred this way of dying or to die bitten by ants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I think dying bitten by ants would have been more honourable than dying in the hands of your food. So, I apologize, yet again, for not letting you have the more honourable way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I solemnly swear to you, the next bat I find shall not go anywhere near a watermelon. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;With love, Zhi Yi. &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/9083732974696819539-8887279721827325754?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8887279721827325754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8887279721827325754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8887279721827325754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8887279721827325754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/bat-friggin-died.html' title='The bat friggin&apos; died!!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-5055872777922869927</id><published>2009-03-23T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:33:02.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A1 FOR ACCOUNTS AND ICT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh. Blaaahhh. I'm not showing off. Just feeling proud of myself. *grins widely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm disappointed in my ICT though.. Expected better. But, geez.. Nevermind, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm going to wear the 47bucks-pyjama today to reward myself. Hahahah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Owh. And I just realized.. Hang on, what did I realize? Sh*t. Hate it when this happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nevermind. Let's move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I DID MY CIVIC HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(I see a lot of people using 'Lawl' instead of 'LOL'. Just trying it out. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Maybe I should just stick to 'haha'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm not going to be called a cow tomorrow!! Weeeeeee! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yahh.. My dad came back from China! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He bought an iPhone and an N83. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And they cost 200 Ringgit each. MY GAWD, right?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I have this hatred for China products so, yeahh... Even if my dad do offer to give me one, I won't take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dad bought a GPS, too. For mum. To help her when she parks her car. She always has this phobia of car-parking. I have no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oohh!! And we have DVDs to watch, too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Say hi to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Seven Pounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Inkheart *SCREAMS*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;High School Musical 3 (blah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Twilight! (It's extended. So I'm sorta looking forward to watching that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There are two other DVDs. Of uhhm.. Concerts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Chinese artists'. So.. Not all that craazyyy bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Owh, and today Andrew taught me how to fold a rose again. Turns out I forgot everything. Teehee! =P THANKS, ANDREW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Speaking of Andrew. During Chem today, I had a teeny period of sex ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It started out.. okay.. By okay, I mean I could handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then it got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously. &lt;/span&gt;I don't know how to put it... Maybe... Outta hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;TMI(too much info) in too little time. So I had to leave to breathe some cleaner air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yep. Never rush sex ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Speaking of CHEM! Too bad for Mr. Chang JK he wasn't in class to see this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Justin pulled the handle thingy of the "emergency shower" and the water came pouring down. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cik Norfazila was like,"Ah! Cantik!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And Ken Yue was saying,"It's my dream come true, man!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lol. Lol. LOL. SO fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I did my Oral test today, too. Blaaahhhh. It was DISASTROUS. But. goshh. At least I got it over with. Jane said she and Andrew were laughing their heads off because I kept saying,'Yah.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Funny. I didn't even realize that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay. Gotta go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;With love and recently dubbed, by Jane, "The Walking Energy",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-5055872777922869927?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5055872777922869927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=5055872777922869927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5055872777922869927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5055872777922869927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/a1-for-accounts-and-ict.html' title='A1 FOR ACCOUNTS AND ICT'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-9053318457220394412</id><published>2009-03-21T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:21:29.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>47 bucks for PYJAMAS. (wtheck)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I went for a swim today. After soooooooo laaawwwwng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Feeling &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super &lt;/span&gt;fat. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After that, my brothers begged my mum to take them shopping at Sunway Pyramid since they're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;tired of sitting home and doing nothing(okay. Fine. I begged too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mum agreed even though she's super tired 'cause she wants to go to La Senza to buy this pair of pyjamas she saw that day(I dunno which day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, mum parked her car at Sunway Constructions and we walked to Pyramid through Sunway Hotel and Spa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then, she made my brothers wait outside while we went pyjama-shopping in La Senza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The pyjamas there looked really great(better than my old ones, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[Mine is always made by my grandma's best friend, whose daughter is an ex of my uncle]).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didn't really see the point in spending so much on something you wear but no one is gonna see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But. My mum was pulling things off the shelves and was super enthusiastic about the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hate to disappoint her cause she's hardly in a good mood and never in shopping-mood(except during CNY and Christmas). So.. I tried on a few pairs to humour her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;In the end, she bought me a pair of pyjamas and a pair of pants. (Curse you, zy. Never should have tried anything on) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When we're done, we had a hard time figuring out what to have for dinner. My mum went to Nose(dunno how that helps in deciding what to eat) while my bros went to Sea Ya, this little convention with little aquariums and cool little fish(I do realize I used 'little' three times, people). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After satisfying herself in Nose, just staring around at shoes, my mum went on to Women's Secret. I went in, too, marching around the tiny store with the La Senza paper bag in hand. The shop keeper stared at me, looking as if she'll rip off the bag.(Kidding bout that last remark. Hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Finally, we decided to eat at Jusco. Yes, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;pathetic of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My brother ordered Nga Pou Yee Mee(try reading that in Cantonese) and I ordered Spaghetti Bolognese  + Fish and Chips with Fried Rice for my mum, other bro and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Yee Mee was horribly oily. The whole darned bowl of soup looked as if they were sprinkled with glitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Spaghetti. Ugh. The spaghetti was cooked at least... But the Bolognese part was *throws up*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Fish and Chips was the most edible food on the table but I hated it due to childhood phobia. yeahhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-9053318457220394412?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/9053318457220394412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=9053318457220394412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/9053318457220394412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/9053318457220394412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/47-bucks-for-pyjamas-wtheck.html' title='47 bucks for PYJAMAS. (wtheck)'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2098119679260430934</id><published>2009-03-21T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:16:20.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the most disorganized and undisciplined girl. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or.. maybe. I'm just being a teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do realize that I was supposed to dedicate my time to homework this holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I even announced to the world that I would, referring to previous posts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;However, I did not. Dedicate much of my time on homework. After one week, the only homework I've "completed" is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my IT  folio(yet to be printed), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my IT presentation(?)(Jun Kit did it for me since we're in a group..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and searched for the material for BM Oral test. (How do you spell "oral"? O.r.a.l? Or a.u.r.a.l?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well. Where did the rest of my time go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. Watching the Biggest Loser on Hallmark channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. Watching The Nanny, also, on Hallmark channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. Watching Oprah on Hallmark channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4. Playing Pet Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. Cursing my brothers for drawing on my mirror with the Artline marker they just bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. Took "drawing on the mirror" to another level by going into the master bedroom's bathroom, where there's glass surrounding the shower area, and drawing funny faces on it while one of my brothers stand behind the glass.[Didn't get to photograph 'the experience' cause my maid came into the bathroom a bit after Jun Kit called (to spoil the fun) and scolded us for spraying water at each other. (Yes we ended up grabbing pipes and spraying water at each other and got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super &lt;/span&gt;wet.)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. Oh. And I spent the day at Jun Kit's crapping the day away. Which was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. Chatting online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9. Reading the Chinese newspaper.(Yes. I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;bored)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10. Sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;11. Reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;12. Eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;13. Worrying about my weight after a snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;14. Deciding I don't care and went on eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;15. Dreaming(?)(I don't know if I had nightmares)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;16. Playing Sudoku(skills are getting rusty..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;17. Blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;18. Plurking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;19. Visiting all the dogs in the neighbourhood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;20. Got barked at by a Chow Chow who refused to let me touch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;21. Got bitten by Chloe, the Golden, but it didn't hurt one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;22. Petted a Rottweiler.(It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;hostile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;23. Downloaded AbiWord outta curiosity. Turns out it's just about the same as Microsoft Office Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;24. Got outcasted by all the "neighbourhood kids" cause I insulted them. Can't say I deserved it cause they were being mean to my brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;One of the chics, Nicole, deliberately scratched my brother's neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(she learns guitar so she don't cut her finger nails) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;cause my bro said she has a crush on Victor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my  next-door neighbour(a.k.a major exam flunk-er [let's hope he never reads this] - he gets straight C's in PMR), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;which was true but she got embarrassed and angered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, She scratched my bro.(Bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don't think I can think of anything else. So, there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Signing off, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; P.s: Andrew: I forgot how to fold the rose. One part of it, anyway.. So, yeah, please teach me on Monday. Thanks!&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/9083732974696819539-2098119679260430934?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2098119679260430934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2098119679260430934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2098119679260430934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2098119679260430934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-most-disorganized-and-undisciplined.html' title='I&apos;m the most disorganized and undisciplined girl. Ever.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-9211925911895095128</id><published>2009-03-20T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:28:48.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double "scratch"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay. You would think by now I'd have tonnes of scars, but no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(I think I seriously should stop using the term "scratch") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Let's start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Directions : Once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave a comment (''You're tagged!'') and to read your blog, you can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me, let me know when you've posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;1. I love M&amp;amp;M's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;2. I love Hugh Jackman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;3. I love STARBUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;4. I love Galaxie mag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;5. I love Lady Gaga. But. Sometimes she creeps me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;6. I can't jump.(refer to Jun Kit's blog for more deets[details])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;7. I've been using deets instead of details ever since I read that Jeffrey Deaver book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;8. I'm what a Chinese will call a 'pail'. I drink TONNES of water. Like. Non-stop. Especially during exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;9. I love anything Western. My mum calls me an 'ang moh kia'. Translation: Western child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;10. Yi Lin and I talked about sexy nerds..?(What? It's random and it's weird. So. There.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;11. I SING IN THE SHOWER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;12. My brothers hate my singing. Hahhaha!! It's the honest truth, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;13. It makes my skin crawl to look at myself in photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;14. I hate my braces. The inside of my mouth is covered with scars from the braces. You don't wanna see'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;15. I'm super hyper. Especially when I'm on coffee. But. I'm not. I'm now on Milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;16. I can't believe I actually did my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;TAG NO. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;1. 5 things you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt; the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; BOOKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- mah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- mah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- mah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- mah Sony Living with Nature shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- mah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Message tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;(It's a gong sound. Hahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;(yes. I do realize there's 7. but do I look like I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;[hang on. You can't see me. Oh well..])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;2. 5 Things you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt; the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- Dehydration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- JOHN'S VIRUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- Girls who have zero self-respect. Harshly-speaking,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; sluts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- PLASTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;- ARROGANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;3. 5 things beside you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- The Last Silk Dress(a book by Ann Rinaldi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- Laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;My brother holding my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;4. 5 babes you love the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YI LIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHERYL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- OOM YIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;JANICE LEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Jun Kit..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;(Is he a babe?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- (just in case he isn't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MEEEEEEE!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;tags: Yi Lin : Oom Yin&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/9083732974696819539-9211925911895095128?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/9211925911895095128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=9211925911895095128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/9211925911895095128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/9211925911895095128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/double-scratch.html' title='Double &quot;scratch&quot;!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-5227012481895110826</id><published>2009-03-19T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:39:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MySL assignments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lucy(the devil,jkjk =p) kinda warned us to treat exams seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You gave us so much stress for what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;See,now,lots of us don't wanna take exams already(use your bloody brain to think laa,stress,stress,stress,no one wanna take exams now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Benny kinda taught me how to sign stories &amp;amp; complained I'm hard to teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Haha...actually I'm shy to do all these in public which required huge actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sorry =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll be oblivious to the world around next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Damn you,never teach us how to do environmental observation also,how to pass exams??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Deaf events,I cannot recall anything,S.O.S!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for the ranting above,stress laa =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-5227012481895110826?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5227012481895110826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=5227012481895110826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5227012481895110826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5227012481895110826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/mysl-assignments.html' title='MySL assignments!'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-4569137675302828908</id><published>2009-03-19T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:22:30.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been sleepwalking!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know what am I doing these few days.Totally blur of it,cannot recall anything,my mind is utterly blank!I ought to remember something,I shouln't behave like an amnesia patient right??So,after a hard time recalling,here are the results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Monday-Went for blood test.I'm suspecting that I'm having health problem,hopefully everthing will be okay.Suppose to take the health report today(Thursday) but i need time to be mentally prepared.Probably going to hospital tomorrow,pray for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I remember Tuesday the most 'cause I embarrased myself A LOT!!Can you believe it,I was freaking blur,clumsy and......STUPID!Went to KL Library with Benny and Chu Teng but she spent about 2 hours with us only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Interesting event #1&lt;/span&gt;:I actually took the library pass home!!!Moreover,I forgot to record the time I left the library.Actually seriously honestly I remember but the receptionist said something to Benny,after interpreting I forgot,LOL xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;:When we arrived LRT station at Pasar Seni, I wonder what kind of energy,spirit,maybe just stimulus sent nerve impulses to my brain,I walked towards the guard &amp;amp; asked him about KTM(WTF??!)He thought my ticket has problem,haha,I apologised &amp;amp; quickly returned LRT ticket to the machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt;:Great,Beny almost went out of sight when we(without Chu teng) were walking on streets in KL.I know the speed he walks is like rocket but i can't due to the problem of my feet in new shoes(size of my feet is imbalance,hard to buy shoes).I paused,almost cried,bloody worried and scared.asked myself which way he probably followed(go straight/right?) and yes!Saw him(lucky!!)That guy just walked only,never see what happened to me also(hmph!).I think he'll be blur if I really got kidnapped(since he always walk in front of me,what's the odd?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt;:I dropped my LRT ticket at the escalator &amp;amp; it was about to be sucked in!!My pulse going to burst,with a bit of resilience,I stopped staring at it &amp;amp; squatted,picked up the ticket sucessfully but oOps!A malay girl behind saw everything ,sorry,I startled her xD Once again.Benny didn't know the incident happened &amp;amp; concentrated on his newspaper until I told him(OMG!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;                           &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt;:Yes,this is about LRT again.I expected the machine to return the ticket again when I arrived KL Central,hahahahahaha...Goshh,I think Benny saw that *embarassing* (I hate myself) I had bad experiences with LRT,LOL xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh well,Benny might be Chu Teng's first Deaf friend(congratz,girl!)(thanks to me!haha =p) She told me soemthing when we were in elevator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You&amp;amp;Benny looked like you all know each other for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No laa,both of you are my new friends ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ohh...eh i don't understand what Beny signed justnow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is it?haha..slowly you can catch up.I were you last time too and getting better now(i wonder if he signed slowly that day or my receptive skills improved?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're different,'cause you're the best student in our MySL class.I wanna tell Benny you're funny and naughty justnow but forgot what signs.You laa..don't wanna help me to tell him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What??I asked you here to improve your sign ok?No laa..I'm stupid in signing,I've more to learn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You better be careful later,PRINCESS,I gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok!Benny's with me,I think it should be okay.Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to orphanage with friends for moral project.LOL!I taught the kids improper stuffs xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovesss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-4569137675302828908?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4569137675302828908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4569137675302828908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4569137675302828908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4569137675302828908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-sleepwalking.html' title='I&apos;ve been sleepwalking!!'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-259767837020618099</id><published>2009-03-19T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:30:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear zeeeeeee:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sick laa,I know he capital-lettered my name in his "friend" box but I think it's by accident?Maybe he pressed "caps lock" accidently or uhh....something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't try to scare him away,I WARN YOU(ahahaha,do i sound serious?) 'cause he helped me very much in assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And about the comments people posted in his blog,just misunderstading??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kisses from,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-259767837020618099?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/259767837020618099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=259767837020618099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/259767837020618099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/259767837020618099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-zeeeeeee.html' title='Dear zeeeeeee:'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-6404751547098543909</id><published>2009-03-18T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:11:40.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To OY:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Go to Benny's blog!! He capital-lettered your name in the "friend" box!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hahahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh and although I don't understand much of what he was trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(no offense, Benny, if you're reading this), I definitely understood this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(copy-and-pasted from Benny's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c3264092870703990741" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-image: url(http://www.blogger.com/img/b16-rounded.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-left: 20px; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11204110933161365190" rel="nofollow" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "&gt;MikaShu&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;lolxxx ... Ur gf ar ? Haha .. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer" style="margin-top: -0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldchangemas.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-sms-my-friend-they-are-on-way.html?showComment=1236743880000#c3264092870703990741" title="comment permalink" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "&gt;MARCH 11, 2009 11:58 AM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c400371203718021024" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-image: url(http://www.blogger.com/img/b16-rounded.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-left: 20px; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;a name="c400371203718021024"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243379888611838670" rel="nofollow" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "&gt;sarahmustaffa&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;ah?&lt;br /&gt;i see u r in love, do u? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for u both... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer" style="margin-top: -0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldchangemas.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-sms-my-friend-they-are-on-way.html?showComment=1236777420000#c400371203718021024" title="comment permalink" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "&gt;MARCH 11, 2009 9:17 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh. And look at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;One days i will meet her again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*screams*(XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;CAN I BE YOUR MAID OF HONOUR?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lots of love, zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.S: Kiddin'! Teehee!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-6404751547098543909?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6404751547098543909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6404751547098543909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6404751547098543909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6404751547098543909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-oy.html' title='To OY:'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6114928387771845429</id><published>2009-03-16T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:27:41.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;LOVED the movie. Watch it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hahaha. Too lazy to summarize the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I fought hard for the tickets, I tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I lined up 45 minutes before the movie starts to buy the uncollected booked ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Unfortunately, the guy at the counter said:"The tickets are only released 30 minutes before the show."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So. I told him that I would wait at the side of the counter till the tickets are released and for sale. And he said he'll call me over to get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;At 9, he still hasn't called me over. (The movie starts at 9.20p.m.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;In the end, I walked toward him as if I had been waiting in line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He didn't friggin' recognize me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I saw the next people in line throwing daggers at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Worse thing was, they were foreigners. I was smearing my country's name!(Told you I fought hard for the tickets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But. I didn't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It isn't really my fault anyway. That guy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;promised &lt;/span&gt;I can cut in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So yeahh... Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I got the tickets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Cheryl!! The theartre was like the theatre we watched Igor in! Except. This is crowded. That wasn't. And I didn't get to scream at the screen when it the movie came to an end.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ooh!! By the way, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;esterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I just got off Jun Kit's blog, reading bout yesterday and I laughed like mad as I got the flashbacks. It was SO hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Especially when JK and Cher decided to role-play as my parents when they come to pick me up after tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Me: Pa, where's your car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JK: Papa got new car! Later I show you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*changes his mind*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No lar. Papa environmentally-friendly. Go green! Walk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then it got really weird(but hilarious) when JK and Cher started to compliment each other, saying their hot, that's why they "fell in love" and "got married". Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We had lunch at Old Town after we walked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;around Taipan and finally made up our minds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cher and JK said since I'm "their only daughter" I can get anything I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then in Old Town they changed their minds and said I should pay for the food 'cause "Everytime also mummy, daddy pay for you 1. This time you pay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was pretty silly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then we went off to take photos for the Big Challenge registration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There was a lot of jumping and umbrellas involved. And also a yellow caterpillar on the camera's 'Delete' button. Hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh. And I broke the was-going-to-come-off-anyway umbrella handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oops! Sorry JK! I hope your parents are not mad at me. But your house seriously have a lot of umbrellas weih. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway... To see the pics, go to Jk's blog. My personal fav is the one which I covered my face with the cowboy hat and Cheryl was acting like a kid behind me. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Come to think about it, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;my fav shots are always me covering up my face. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sorry lar, y'all(JK and Cher) but seriously, I hate looking at myself in a picture. 'Cause I have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot &lt;/span&gt;of pimples and blackheads on my face, I think. Hahahah!!! I don't know. But it just feels horribly weird to see me in a pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gotta go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So byeeeee and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE Y'ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;xoxo (XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-6114928387771845429?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6114928387771845429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6114928387771845429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6114928387771845429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6114928387771845429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-me.html' title='Marley and Me'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2950784035977148427</id><published>2009-03-14T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:03:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No point being depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yess,although my results kinda can throw it to the drain as a thrash but NO,I'm not going to be depressed or emo-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Come on,think positive!think!!think!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll never get full marks although I'm the most depressed girl in the world right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Not cheating myself,thinking positive =])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When those poor marks ran through my mind I feel giddy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but no more now,NO MORE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I asked myself to be strong and tough or maybe bullet proof?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;nothing can bring me down just like this,(not even a gun?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm warning you,EXAMS RESULTS,YOU CANNOT KILL ME(muahahahahahahahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay,yeahh,I know my evil laughs sound shitty but yes,YOU CANNOT BRING ME DOWN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not if I'm going to drink the whole bottle of Listerin in order to commit suicide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let's think of something happy since it's holidays,people!!WoohooOooo!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So,saturday...which is today...i'm still awake at this time(about 4a.m now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Uhh...plan?Go watch Sex Drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just a dream,I'm not going to watch any movie =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Might go to shop(i need a new watch and shoes desperately)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;YMCA?(i hate taking bus laa,i know i'm behaving like a princess but taking bus ALONE,strangers all around you is not scary but boring,hope that my friend will be back very soon so that she can ferry me up and down,hahahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Swimming?(Look at me,i'm growing fatter,did you notice?Oh?you don't?Because I still look slim and thin?*perasan*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After that,go to basketball court?(go there for what?don't know == what laa you,OY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway,happy holidays to all my friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovesss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-2950784035977148427?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2950784035977148427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2950784035977148427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2950784035977148427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2950784035977148427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-point-being-depressed.html' title='No point being depressed'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-4686743792980197352</id><published>2009-03-12T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:19:51.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I flunked my Chem and Physics tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clarice said I didn't cause it's a B and a C but there's no failing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still.. It feels as if I flunked cause it's not what I wanted and expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I originally wanted to post my result and then shame myself into doing better the next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But.. nahh.. Hahaha! I have forgiven myself and so I will not do scuh a thing. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Maybe it's cause I'm so forgiving that I'm so lazy..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Weeee!! Holidays is coming soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hope I'm getting a spankin' new Lumix LX-3 just as soon, too(or sooner. Which is utterly impossible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think the orphanage trip is off. Yeahh.. it is. Zero time to organize the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's see what I have to do during the holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Prepare for Malay Oral Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Prepare IT presentation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. IT essay(at least I &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;it's an essay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4,5,6 &amp;amp;7. Chinese essays. (Yes. There's four of them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. I'm sure there's more. BUt I've gotta check back to see what they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay. Just a short post today. Gotta get going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-4686743792980197352?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4686743792980197352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4686743792980197352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4686743792980197352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4686743792980197352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-flunked-my-chem-and-physics-tests.html' title='I flunked my Chem and Physics tests'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3282319315102150633</id><published>2009-03-09T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:16:27.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time,First Time,First Time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay,right..where to start??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Uhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(After 15 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmmmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(After 1 hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ooohh..!!Okay,we(me and Christine) took KTM to Mid Valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is the first time I sit(stand actually) KTM in my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Met Benny at Mc Donald,I know he's the one when he passed by(since I kinda forgot how he looks like after 1 month not seeing him) and I told Christine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's him,it's him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Who,where??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Benny,there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Where,where???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coming,your left hand side,black shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ohh,are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then?Say hi to him laa,why are you waiting??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shy laaa =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Huh?I thought you're never shy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You think only,I'M SHY NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Quick,he's staring at you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right?(Don't know what to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Is it him?But he's staring at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yea,it's him..Uhh..(don't dare to turn my face around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Finally,I turned my face around and asked him whether he's Benny so yes,there he's,super tall(he's taller than me),thin(thinner than me?),hot(?),handsome(more handsome than Jay Chou) and......fair(at least he's fairer than me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHAHA..oh!and he looks funny and cute when he kinda taught me about facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So,we headed to the food court and......eat laa!If not go there to dance?? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Benny can sign in a speed of lightning but i cannot get what he said in a speed of rocket =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So,what to do?I frowned and frowned and frowned(I think I've wrinkles now,SHIT,wrinkles??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He got so frustrated and write it down,maybe I annoyed him pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is the first time I feel myself so stupid and depressed =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeahh,miscommunicate for billion of times(he understand what I sign but I don't understand his)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After all the conversations,we've to go back already,so fast right?Christine and her friend have to go KLCC so Benny and I went YMCA for self-defence class.We had a lot of fun there,I asked Master Lee many questions since there's a chance for me to speak up(I spoke so little when I'm with Benny).Master Lee kept staring at me(I know I asked too many questions),I even asked him to teach us laughing therapy!!(You know how long I can laugh in school right?I'm an expert.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The best part is my parents allow me to skip swimming,HAHAHAHAHA =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Approximately 5.15p.m,I've to take bus home(sad laa,I want my dad!) and Benny accompanied me to wait for bus(he's so caring) but I asked him to go home first,I'm able to wait alone(I always do) and he really left me!(see!!he's not caring anymore!!!HMPH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh ya,I made new friends in self-defence class which is a group of MySL basic course students and I'm their SENIOR xD Samuel(the interpreter) said I'm their senior which is very young(15++old) and clever(??).They asked me a few simple questions and the problems they face(ehh poeple,take it easy laa,MySL is hard but fun) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Conclusion of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm happy!(although my facial expression don't really shows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I feel stupid(Unable to convey the right message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Regrets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Never take picture of him(not even one!i think i'll forget how he looks like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I forgot to do environmental observation in Mid Valley(actually I remember but have no time?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;First time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;frowned so much in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;take KTM(it looks like as if it's going to break down at anytime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;miscommunicate for so many bloody times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;interview a Deaf BOY(i'll called him a MAN next year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;join self-defence class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;uhh...a boy accompanied me to wait for bus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hmmm...a boy teaches me alot of signs(but I forgot now,just remeber some,oops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I shall leave the rest of the informations of the day and his to myself(am I selfish?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;PS Zeeeeeee:Enough info,right?Ask me if you wanna know more,I'm lazy to type xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3282319315102150633?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' 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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-9083732974696819539.post-4260241691460396279</id><published>2009-03-09T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:58:15.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HUGH JACKMAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahahahha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been staring at this empty blog post for ages wanting to blog but not &lt;em&gt;knowing &lt;/em&gt;what to blog bout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Cause.. I was multi-tasking. I couldn't focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was chatting with Jun Kit.. Still is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reading blogs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being bombarded by videos from Jun Kit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Watching videos bombarded by Jun Kit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So. The videos. All of them had Hugh Jackman. Hugh Jackman. HUGH JACKMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And Hugh Jackman is SO hilarious. Hilarious. HILARIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And he can so frigging sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jun Kit!! It's all your fault I am now in love with Hugh Jackman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahahahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Omgoshh!! Anne Hathaway can frigging sing, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's not fair!! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But. Honestly. Why is it that some people gets &lt;em&gt;everything??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has the looks. She has the fame. She has the cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now. She has the &lt;em&gt;voice??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Great. Jun Kit just went offline. And he didn't even say goodnight or bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh. And.. CONGRATS!! On producing your super duper awesome photoshop work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love it. hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Funny how teens &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;say their brains work better at night.. But mine isn't working quite properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In fact. I feel stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I think I really am depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and my bookless life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL. I know I'm a nerd. Stop telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, I mean just now, I fell for &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;song. Introduced by &lt;em&gt;Jun Kit.&lt;/em&gt; Yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FASHION (fashion) Put it all on me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The song title is Fashion by LADY GAGA. It's on the soundtrack of Confessions of the Shopaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was just watching the results of the All England Badminton thingy(told ya I was multi-tasking).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sad.. Lee Chong Wei lost to Lin Dan again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I just found out badminton players from China are very arrogant. When they shake hands with their fans, they nod but they don't &lt;em&gt;smile.&lt;/em&gt; Which kinda give me the message that they aren't really happy with hanging out with fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And they sign only a couple of authographs. So sad larr. Sign at least ten mahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay then. I wanna sleep. Done with my randomly whatever-comes-to-mind blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeahh.. I wanna watch Marley and Me!! And Slumdog Millionaire. Tsk! Jun Kit gets to watch one of them tomorrow. I wanna go too!! But. Since it's his dad's birthday, it's a family thing so I can't butt in. So, there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Jun Kit: Blog it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With love, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-4260241691460396279?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4260241691460396279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4260241691460396279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I sounded rather DESPERATE,right??(I know I'm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okay okay,yes,a DATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Excuse me laa,he's my interviewee but anyway I'm going treat it like making a new friend instead of a formal and serious interview(You know I hate formal and serious stuffs right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ohhhhh..he's not really an American,zeeeeeeeee(you pro-America!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;So...It's 5 something in the morning now and I'm awake,what do this mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Ehh,people,have a guess?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(You don't know??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Sure?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Don't need more time to think??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Or...you know what's the reason?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Are you prepared for the answer?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'M EXCITED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;LOL *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(laugh again in front of laptop,wth?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yes,yes,yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll never wear SLUTTILY(can I wear seductively?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Zeeeeeee kinda warn me but yeahh,thanks very much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Why do I feel excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Not if I'm going to present him with drool and sloppy kisses right?(don't talk nonsense,OY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;HEY!!!!It's International Woman's Day today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;In fact,he should give me present ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;By the way I haven't pick any outfits yet(NO SLUTTY CLOTHES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(WAIT......I DON'T HAVE SLUTTY OUTFITS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hope my sign language wouldn't be 'memalukan' today(my MySL teacher always says jangan memalukan saya==)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okay,I'm worried rather than excited now..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;PS:I'm not lala okay?I just camwhored,LOL.Call me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; instead of lala =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-learned-how-to-sign-excited.html' title='I learned how to sign &apos;EXCITED&apos; =)'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-3593453752043407238</id><published>2009-03-07T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:51:15.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As my dad lay asleep on the sofa, snoring..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really &lt;/span&gt;loudly beside me, which gave me a jump once when he stops to cough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm here in the living room, editing my blog layout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have to say I'm pretty darned happy with this template even though I originally wanted a three-column layout. 'Cause.. In the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least. &lt;/span&gt;It's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yup. Gone was my "Drama". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Though Oom Yin coming back to blogging is kinda bringing it back but I think.. She brings more lala-ness than drama in the couple of recent posts she did.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(No offense, OY, but it was... shocking. For me anyway.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Oh and.. All the best-EST on your date(I almost spelt that 'dead' instead!) with the deaf-but-hot (American) guy tomorrow! I mean.. Today.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And in comes.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I know you guys are thinking: "Finally." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;that's what&lt;/span&gt; I'm&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It feels like fresh air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*Inhale* *Exhale*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Feels &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So anyway.. I'll be putting in a new music playlist. Soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm hoping right after I'm done with this I-changed-my-template-and-I-feel-great-about-it post.. Which... Is ending right about... Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hahahah!! So. I'll just throw in a new music playlist right after I click 'Publish Post'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hope ya guys like the change! 'Cause I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;it. And it's not gonna go for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3593453752043407238?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3593453752043407238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3593453752043407238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3593453752043407238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3593453752043407238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-my-dad-lay-asleep-on-sofa-snoring.html' title='As my dad lay asleep on the sofa, snoring..'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7970918535358510658</id><published>2009-03-06T17:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:08:23.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complains,I'm sorry =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/SbDuXi7n0JI/AAAAAAAAACI/zmIiM5CCEdU/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310006048951095442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/SbDuXi7n0JI/AAAAAAAAACI/zmIiM5CCEdU/s200/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughter,it HARMS,unfortunately =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Yea la,laugh laugh laugh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOL,Hui Rou always says this to me after teacher complained =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe I really laugh too much,call me a laughing machine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Classmate 1:Waa,Oom Yin,you can laugh at anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Yea,hahahahahaahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Classmate 2:(passed by) Why are you not laughing?Laugh laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H.R:You're laughing...again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Yup,hahahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H.R:(laughed) I cannot imagine how your future husband is going to survive with you in the same house;i lived with you for 2 whole days and I became crazy,my mom even said she's going to send to to Tanjung Rambutan..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:That's why,I'm desperate for a Deaf husband,he'll NEVER EVER say I'm noisy,hahahaha.Oh??Tanjung Rambutan?I'm the HEADMISSTRESS of Tanjung Rambutan Independent School,wanna study there??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H.R:OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PS zeeeeeeee:We're going to the orphanage too,thanks to moral project,I love moral!!(I'll love moral if horses can climb tree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PPS:My 3rd oral test is coming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PPPS:Sign language class tomorrow,weeeeeeeeeeee!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;PPPPS:I've to take bus home after sign language class,must wear baju kurung to kurung myself xD (jkjk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;PPPPPS:Yea laa,I promise zeeeeeeeeeeee to blog more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovesss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oom Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7970918535358510658?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7970918535358510658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7970918535358510658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7970918535358510658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7970918535358510658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/complainsim-sorry.html' title='Complains,I&apos;m sorry =('/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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/_swoe7D6LyqE/SbDuXi7n0JI/AAAAAAAAACI/zmIiM5CCEdU/s72-c/DSC00693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-4115838364782566753</id><published>2009-03-06T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:25:37.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. OH MY GOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`` Yin says (3:47 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; about posting pics...after i write i went to browse pics but the pic ended up at above instead of below the words i wrote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;芷瑜 says (3:47 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; it's supposed to be that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; u have to shift it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;芷瑜 says (3:48 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; manually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`` Yin says (3:48 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i shifted but i din work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; *it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;芷瑜 says (3:48 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;芷瑜 says (3:49 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i help u edit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`` Yin says (3:49 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; okay,thanks x infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I logged into my account and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I saw the pics in I was like... well, OH MY GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahhahahh&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Oom&lt;/span&gt; Yin, you kinda scared the hell out of me with those pictures. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;..it wasn't because the pic isn't nice or what.. it's just kinda unnatural for me since I haven't seen a picture like that for.. ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yeahh.. and WEEEEEEE!! NO MORE EXAMS. till May, anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Looking forward to a fully-packed holiday at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm going to visit an orphanage. Go take nature shots with Jun Kit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(if I got the camera all ready.. Which. i'm pretty much doubting. But. I'll want to be there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And go to Jun Kit's house to discuss Mag Inc. stuff and work on our ICT presentation on uhh.. security measures i think.. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yeah. And there's oral test. I have zero idea what to talk about.. UGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not feeling like blogging now.. So. yeah, I'll just go first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;LOVE YA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&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/9083732974696819539-4115838364782566753?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4115838364782566753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4115838364782566753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4115838364782566753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4115838364782566753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-oh-my-god.html' title='Yes. OH MY GOD.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-5055720711535267121</id><published>2009-03-05T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:53:36.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOL,right...I don't care if I failed my exams but hey it's over!!!OH YEAH =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to tell all of you that I've the mood to camwhore after school xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?Oom Yin,you camwhores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your problem,man?A pretty girl like me is not allowed to camwhore is it?&lt;br /&gt;(Oops!I talked to myself again,sorry for the daily insaneness =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go,a slew of "cute" pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/Sa-JFm99CVI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZceAGpKRzZE/s320/DSC00676.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309613215145855314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_swoe7D6LyqE/Sa-I8N2-F8I/AAAAAAAAABo/i127FHsXP5I/s320/DSC00671.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309613053786855362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-5055720711535267121?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5055720711535267121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=5055720711535267121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5055720711535267121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/5055720711535267121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD!!!!!!!'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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/_swoe7D6LyqE/Sa-JFm99CVI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZceAGpKRzZE/s72-c/DSC00676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-4787380196362073233</id><published>2009-03-02T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:48:32.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS JUN KIT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You guys seen the new header??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By my dearest best friend, Jun Kit. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It felt like Christmas when he sent that to me through MSN. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Makes me realize I &lt;em&gt;seriously &lt;/em&gt;need to do something bout my music player plus the background. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But wtheck larrr. Chinese template codes... =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And.. I don't have much time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looks like I have to wait till March holidays till I can start working on a new look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And.. GOSH!! I SO wanna watch Confessions of A Shopaholic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I want to get Bride Wars DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I wanna go to the orphanage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I wanna join the Big Challenge by AXN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And.. And.. I should just compile a wishlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-4787380196362073233?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4787380196362073233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4787380196362073233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4787380196362073233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4787380196362073233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-jun-kit.html' title='THANKS JUN KIT!!!!!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1670978585721728276</id><published>2009-02-19T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:43:57.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and There.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hit my 101st post and I just realize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Been &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;long since I updated this ol-thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Been long&lt;em&gt;er &lt;/em&gt;still since I felt like I have a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss music. Actually, I miss my radio. It plays me new songs. &lt;em&gt;Fresh &lt;/em&gt;stuff. Ya get me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's like I've been living on canned food for &lt;em&gt;months&lt;/em&gt;. (Canned food as in music canned up in my phone.) I want fresh fish, fresh chicken, fresh vegetables, fresh oysters. Okay. Might have went a little off topic there. I don't even eat oysters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The only time I can listen to fresh music is when I am on my way home from school, on the van. And the sound quality of the radio was terrible. Sometimes, there's reception problems so I get static instead of sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, I heard... Dead And Gone by T.I. and Justin Timberlake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gives You Hell, All American Rejects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And... what was that again? Uhh.. How Do You Sleep? Jesse McCartney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jun Kit was right about How Do You Sleep. It sounds old. But. I like it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been singing excessively in my shower these days... Just my way of letting off the stress I've gathered everyday. I even have a music file in my phone with songs I can sing(without having my tune going off too much) called Bathroom Songs. Hahahah.. Don't laugh. Please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And.. Goshh. I &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to work on my B.M folio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Speaking of folios. I just completed my Civic folio on Jimmy Choo. I'm &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;falling in love with the shoes. They're stunning. But, lol. I &lt;em&gt;can't &lt;/em&gt;shop for anything but books, Vanilla Frappucino, Glaxie mags and M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to change my blogskin. I want a template like Jun Kit's. Which reminds me.. Jun Kit? I tried out the site you asked me to check out. I downloaded a few of the templates. The codes came out.. Chinese. Either that or it's something that looks Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. Interesting stuff to talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah. I got a call from I-dunno-who. But it's a survey. By Fly FM, I'm thinking. The guy played me tons of songs over the phone and asked me to rate them. It was real cool. It's like a little catching-up on muxic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And.. Yeah. Jun Kit? Remember how you asked me bout what I was talking bout with Cheryl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have you read Yi Lin's blog? That post with something bout sexy nerds in the content? Yeap. I was telling Cheryl bout Yi Lin and I's conversation on sexy nerds. Yi Lin? I object. I think Bill Gates &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;SEXY! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH. And. Okay. What? I can't remember what I was about to type. Hahhah!! Was distracted. Watching American Idol now. I can't believe Tatianna didn't get in. She &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;can sing. I liked her voice. But Danny's good too. So.. Oh, well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lol. Nick Mitchell is &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;in?? I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;that guy. He's hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanna go on vacation. It's sad that fourth-formers have so much homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe it's nothing to me in five months time or maybe less. But, for now, there's loads going on. Compared to last year anyway. Last year, I didn't hand in my Math exercise book after February and I got an A for Math in PMR. Last year, we have loads of free time for a little gathering at the back of the class, crapping like a whole bunch of mad people and laughing like no one's business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh. Now, I remember. I wanted to talk about Bobbie. Did I tell you guys bout her? She's a six-month-old pup. Yes. It's a 'she' named Bobbie. Don't look at me like that. I didn't give her that name. Though honestly, I like that name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's not a Labby like what I originally said I want to get. She's a mixed breed. A.k.a. Mongrel. She's incredibly pretty. She's shy when she first meet someone. But once she settles in, she is craaaazyyyy. She barks a lot cause she's lonely. She used to live with a Labby mixed Golden one-year-old, Nono. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway. We sent her back home. It's sad. She was a fun dog to be with. But my dad asked for another puppy. Zhu Zhu, a chi hua hua-looking pup, is giving birth to maybe three pups in two days. I can't say I like her breed a lot. 'Cause they're small. And I hate Zhu Zhu's mate, Bibi(Yes, Bibi's a male). He's really noisy. Everytime he sees someone, he barks. MADLY. On and on and on and on and on. Ugh. Annoying. I hope the pup won't take after the dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right. I gotta sleep now. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-1670978585721728276?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1670978585721728276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1670978585721728276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1670978585721728276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1670978585721728276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-and-there.html' title='Here and There.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2783483953124831144</id><published>2009-02-14T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:22:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Single Ladies! Put Your Hands UP!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;I have no Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;That's really nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when your parents decided to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget &lt;/span&gt;to buy lunch and you have to eat unhealthy Maggi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your parents went out for dinner and asked you to order pizza..&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately though.. Shakey's, USJ has closed down&lt;br /&gt;(according to the person who took my order over the phone)&lt;br /&gt;which means there's no more delivery to my house.&lt;br /&gt;I called Pizza Hut. No delivery to my area either.&lt;br /&gt;Domino's? I didn't even try. 'Cause I did once and it doesn't deliver here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my dad. (Thank God he didn't shout at me for ruining his night out with my mum)&lt;br /&gt;He told me to eat some bread and leftover CNY cookies first and he'll take us out for supper/dinner later. Hmm.. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today. Did History presentation. Can't say it went great. But it wasn't disastrous. It was.. smooth.&lt;br /&gt;I got an apple sweet and a coffee sweet from Jun Kit. (Thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;Got a Milky Bar from Kai Xian. (Thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;And.. A Hershey from Yi Lin (Thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is.. I reached my hand into my pocket after school to take out a sweet for my friend.. who didn't get anything. I groped around.. In the end.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I squished the Hershey Yi Lin gave me.&lt;br /&gt;My hand was covered in chocolate and I couldn't give my friend anything for Valentine's. But. That is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;the worst part.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is.. I destroyed one beautiful piece of chocolate which I was gonna put in my mouth and melt it there(after I freeze it in the fridge) and taste the sweetness and savor it and... and.. I'm gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squished a Hershey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-2783483953124831144?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2783483953124831144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2783483953124831144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2783483953124831144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2783483953124831144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-single-ladies-put-your-hands-up.html' title='All The Single Ladies! Put Your Hands UP!!'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-2120002373982250778</id><published>2009-02-11T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:51:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sharing. No caring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's just one of the many insults/terms I learnt from Pn. Shirley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahahh!! Anyywayy... Finally blogging larr. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I'm not &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just here to do a tag by CherylBeryl. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag some people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real . . . nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have Fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. What is your name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CHAM Zhi Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. A four Letter Word: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. A boy's Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Colby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. A girl's Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Colbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. An occupation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Communist. Hehe. Contractor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. A color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Crimson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Something you wear: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clothes. Crocs. (Fine. I don't own a pair of Crocs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. A food: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clinique products?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11. A place: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Canberra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12. A reason for being late: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can't tell! It's a secret. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13. Something you shout: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14. A movie title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Changeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15. Somethi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ng you drink: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Champagne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16. A musical group: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Click Five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17. An animal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Crocodile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;18. A street name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Charles Street, Cairns, Queensland, Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;19. A type of car: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cadillac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20. The title of a song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/9083732974696819539-2120002373982250778?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2120002373982250778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=2120002373982250778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2120002373982250778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/2120002373982250778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-sharing-no-caring.html' title='No sharing. No caring.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6035797003567826710</id><published>2009-02-07T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:56:37.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plurking, Twittering, Ignoring Facebook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The title pretty much explains everything dontcha think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm Plurking now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm Twittering now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm ignoring my Facebook account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And. My Blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So sorry people. But it's as if life is &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;full of... tuition and homework these days the usual interesting stuff in form 3 is gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Except. The Drama Competition. That was fun. I have pictures. But they are all by Jun Kit. So.. Outta respect for him, I'm not gonna blog it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll just leave him to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-6035797003567826710?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6035797003567826710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6035797003567826710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6035797003567826710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6035797003567826710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/02/plurking-twittering-ignoring-facebook.html' title='Plurking, Twittering, Ignoring Facebook.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3840292706195913686</id><published>2009-01-31T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:28:13.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreplaceable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got tagged by Cheryl. (Hah! I gotcha name right!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I asked her to tag me. Hahahah! 'Cause it's kinda fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If someone says "Is this okay?" you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Better Off Alone, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;raises eyebrow*What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Believe I Can Fly, R.Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't Stop The Music, Rihanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No idea how this connects. But... Yeah.. Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bad Day, Daniel Powter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! Today was &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;bad at all! Ask Yi Lin, Cheryl and everyone else who was here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your life’s purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Night To Remember, Cast of High School Musical 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe.. But I want every single moment of it remembered! =( Hahah.. Guess I should be contented with what I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T-shirt, Shontelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hah? Okay. Fair enough. My motto is on a T-shirt. Just do it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Paint Me In Your Sunshine, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahha!! I feel so appreciated. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stupid For You, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hah?? No. HAH?(!)?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have &lt;em&gt;zero &lt;/em&gt;idea how to interpret this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Umbrella, Rihanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? I don't think I'm thinking about protecting people all the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wait.. Actually I sorta do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm Done, Pussycat Dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't make much sense....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Put Your Records On, Corinne Bailey Rae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weee!! Play me more music!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(What the heck? Hahahahh!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Spell, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*raises eyebrow* Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So What, Pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.. I didn't think my life as So What weih.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*So. So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm still a rockstar! I got my rock moves!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Voice On The Radio, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahahahha!!! I've never thought of being a rock star. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bottle Pop, Pussycat Dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love this song's beat but I have &lt;em&gt;no &lt;/em&gt;idea what the lyrics are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still, I don't think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Elevator, Pussycat Dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Beauty In Walking Away, Maire Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Out Of This Club, Pussycat Dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*GASP* I've &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;been in a club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So. This is &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Live Your Life, Rihanna &amp;amp; T.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO WAY!! I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;living my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SexyBack, Justin Timberlake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What the heck??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just Dance, Lady GaGa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Yeah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Irreplaceable, Beyonce.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Kay.. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What does next year have in store for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fool, Marie Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What lah! I'm not going to be stupid for one year lar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What does your love life look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say It Again, Marie Digby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really? Looks pretty empty to me now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do I say when life gets hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Hate This Part, PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO &lt;/em&gt;true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do I think of when I get up in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stickwitu, PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aiyoh.. what lar? I don't think of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What song will I dance to at my wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Unfold, Maire Digby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Can I like stop having Marie Digby and PCD songs popping out??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you want as a career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Play My Music, Jonas Brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; wanted to be a rock star!!! Damnit!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Give this answer to Oom Yin. She wants this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna be a real estate developer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lights, Camera, Action, PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(a.k.a Baby Love, remix)(It's under the name Lights, Camera, Action on the album)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna be a movie star, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where would you go on a first date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Best Damn Thing, Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You mean the best damn place, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drug of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's Not My Name, The Ting Tings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha!! True. That's &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;not my name(game).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When I Grow Up, PCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What lar?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How many times do you want me to say I don't wanna be a rock star???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The song that best describes the president?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dao Xiang, Jay Chou.&lt;/span&gt; (Uhm. Ehh.. Nice-smelling... grains?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How will I die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Summertime, New Kids On The Block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahhah?? Cheryl! I may be catching on fire when I go to the beach! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looks like we'll both be burned. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's your catchy phrase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happily Never After, PCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;believe in happy endings, 'kay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Worst thing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Save The Best For Last, Vanessa Williams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O.O Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you could change something from the past... What would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watchamacallit, PCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does that mean nothing? Cause, yeah, I won't change anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:Oom Yin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:Yi Lin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:Clarice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay lay.. Too lazy to think of more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3840292706195913686?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3840292706195913686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3840292706195913686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3840292706195913686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3840292706195913686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/irreplaceable.html' title='Irreplaceable'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-6423085507756177145</id><published>2009-01-24T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:05:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling like blogging. But. I don't know what to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;.. Since I have no idea what I wanna talk about now even though I feel &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;like talking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shall just rant on and on and on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brace yourself for the most crap-filled post I've ever done in my whole entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(You know what? Don't even read this. I'm just unloading stuff..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shoot. I realize that I like using "whole entire life" a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that's not good. Cause it's redundancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whole = Entire, Entire = Whole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I realize &lt;em&gt;a &lt;/em&gt;lot of people use that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To emphasise&lt;em&gt; how &lt;/em&gt;whole and &lt;em&gt;how &lt;/em&gt;entire one thing is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can the people in charge legalize this thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do realize 'legalize' is not the right word at this situation but what the heck? I don't know what word to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life in form 4 is hectic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have like &lt;em&gt;lots&lt;/em&gt; of homework but I don't want to do them at this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And guess what? I haven't &lt;em&gt;started &lt;/em&gt;on my B.M scrapbook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Much, &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;less &lt;em&gt;finish &lt;/em&gt;it like how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Lin has done which I am still mentally gaping at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you actually mentally gape?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooh!! CNY is almost here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Geez.. in my previous post I just said I hate CNY this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I didn't say I &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;CNY this year.. Just not all that high about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's see what I'll be looking forward to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going back to Johor to visit my uhm.... fifth(?) grandaunt and her dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Girl girl, Nono, uhh... Chuchu... and ugh. I don't remember. 'Cause I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;hate their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It doesn't &lt;em&gt;mean &lt;/em&gt;anything except that it spells 'Aww!! That's &lt;em&gt;uh-doe-raaa-ble!!!&lt;/em&gt;' in la-la language. And I hate that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'll be &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;looking forward to gambling with my cousins/ mum's cousins especially playing mahjong behind my aunt's back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My aunt is an absolute mahjong-ist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, she's just plain against gambling but we play mahjong more than we play poker in her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, every CNY we'll sneak off to our second uncle's house to play mahjong where my second aunt is actually a professional kaki mahjong. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, I'll be visiting my 3rd grandaunt in Singapore. It's only a day-trip, though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like her a &lt;em&gt;lot &lt;/em&gt;cause everytime we visit, there's fried chicken on the table for us. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cause my parents won't let us have fried chicken at home and she thinks we shouldn't be deprived of having fried chicken as it's part of our childhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thus, frying chicken for us everytime we visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. as for my dad's side.. Ahh.. I'll be &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;looking forward to the first day of CNY. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My youngest aunt from Kedah is coming to K.L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't like her. She's a real bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But. She provides awesome entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SHE DIGS HER NOSE. &lt;strong&gt;A LOT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, I really hope she won't &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;find my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But seriously. It's as if every second without her finger in her nostril is uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okayy.. That's enough crap for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Signing off with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-6423085507756177145?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6423085507756177145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=6423085507756177145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6423085507756177145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/6423085507756177145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-feeling-like-blogging-but-i-dont.html' title='I&apos;m feeling like blogging. But. I don&apos;t know what to say.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-641043087698508762</id><published>2009-01-24T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:40:50.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I like switch off that god-damned Chinese New Year CD already??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously. I &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CNY is starting but I'm all ready fed-up with the CNY songs my brother keep playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to hear the same songs at least three times a day and the whole disc is 45 minutes long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The worst thing is, it kept going "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and stuff like "wishing you'll get rich this year". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My God. This is the economic crisis and they still have the heart to actually mention money in songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; how in the world are you getting rich &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; considering the fact that most of the biggest banks are going down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the smaller businesses are in two situations: Bankrupt. Or in danger of being bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, people are getting fired and pay-cuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That includes us children who will be getting "angpow-cut"s this Chinese New Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But geez, CNY is about reunions right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One other thing I &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;about CNY is how the "aunty"s will start about how great her sons or daughter is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It sucks. Big time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For one thing, it's a bore to listen to them go on and on about their children like they have no life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The other thing is, it's like their children are Gods and other children are plain worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, and the really hilarious thing about going back to Johor,my mother's hometown, is that once I step through the door, my grandma(and grandaunts) will say,"Zhi Yi!! You grow taller again!!" and "And fatter, too!" or "Why so thin?? Never eat??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wonder how they notice the few millimetres I gain since last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And geez, I don't feel any fatter &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;thinner at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Ookayyy.. Besides the fact that I did notice I grew rounder after the holidays but I'm working it off!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Pretty pointless, though, cause I'm putting them back during CNY anyway..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, have fun this CNY! Don't ask for too many angpows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-641043087698508762?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/641043087698508762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=641043087698508762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/641043087698508762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/641043087698508762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-like-switch-off-that-god-damned.html' title='Can I like switch off that god-damned Chinese New Year CD already??'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7654071451484260922</id><published>2009-01-22T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:29:49.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anorexic Tv?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is getting ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything these days just &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to be thin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Models to phones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now what? &lt;em&gt;Television.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you believe it?? LCD TV is no longer in. The new 'in' thing is now - LED TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;According to Jun Kit, it's &lt;em&gt;paper &lt;/em&gt;thin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't agree, though...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294028212719932994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SXgqnEoRVkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L9SWUEvdwys/s400/sony-xel-1-oled-tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just&lt;em&gt; look &lt;/em&gt;at&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;that&lt;em&gt;!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's not paper thin!! That's anorexic!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH TVs THESE DAYS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay.. let's stop with the over-reaction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shall sign off, now. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7654071451484260922?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7654071451484260922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7654071451484260922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7654071451484260922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7654071451484260922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/anorexic-tv.html' title='Anorexic Tv?'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SXgqnEoRVkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L9SWUEvdwys/s72-c/sony-xel-1-oled-tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3900197158146131286</id><published>2009-01-12T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:28:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today. No. Since last Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was the worst days anyone can have in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fine. It's not exactly disastrous for some. But it was for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Monday. My father bought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spankin&lt;/span&gt;' new LCD telly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Friday. Lightning struck my roof and the television is spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Astro&lt;/span&gt; won't start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Streamyx&lt;/span&gt; modem won't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The lights in the courtyard can't be switched on for it will cause an electricity trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today. I was late for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't bring my tie. No. Actually. I lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mei Yen let me off. She said to promise her to buy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So. Okay. I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, I found out my shirt ripped at the back, near the neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I asked the girls in my class whether they have safety pins or not but they don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recces. Went to the washroom. And when I pulled at my shirt to straighten it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It tore further. I can't believe I forgot bout that rip in my shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went around the canteen asking people I know whether they have safety pins. They don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; came up to me and said she can see my bra strap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I was like,"What??" Only then did I realize how large the rip was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I went to Steffi to ask for pins. But she don't have any either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anis&lt;/span&gt; came by and Steffi whispered into her ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anis&lt;/span&gt; looked shocked and was like,"What have you done?","How did it feel?","&lt;em&gt;Who was the guy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went like "What the heck??" And tried to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but she kept holding onto my arm and won't let me go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end I managed to break off from her grip and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Lin and Hui Jun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They offered to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BBI&lt;/span&gt; to get a few safety pins for me so that I don't have to walk around with part of my shoulder bare to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I sat beside Rachel in the canteen and felt like crying. Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;such &lt;/em&gt;a &lt;em&gt;huge &lt;/em&gt;rip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12 centimetres long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;strong&gt;TWELVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;centimetres!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway. Rachel helped me fold up that part of my shirt and I held it there while I walk-ran to BBI to get the safety pins for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yi Lin and Hui Jun were there all ready. They helped me pin up my shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pn. Teng said something 'bout shirts these days cannot be used for long and said I better get a new one and also said I should go to Pn. Rahaya to get a needle and string to sew the ripped part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The bell rang, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I asked Yi Lin and Hui Jun whether they want to skip class to help me sew my shirt and they said yes. (Thank God).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So Yi Lin sewed it for me and she sighed and said,"We should have paid attention in the sewing lesson."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then half way through her work she was like,"Hey. It looks pretty nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We all laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fun as it is... It's just... bad. That my shirt ripped. I felt so embarassed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sigh* Been a terrible day for me. Let's hope that it'll never happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Signing off, zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3900197158146131286?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3900197158146131286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3900197158146131286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3900197158146131286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3900197158146131286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/survivor.html' title='Survivor'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-759382207642037461</id><published>2009-01-06T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:58:42.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't believe this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The school intends to starve us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you believe it?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They are actually making those who are taking Chinese stay behind till 3 p.m WITHOUT LUNCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! Would work &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;well for me 'cause I intend to lose the extra pounds I gained throughout the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, gosh, &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;having my stomach empty from 6.20 a.m till 3 p.m!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(That's right. I'm not eating during recess!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sigh* I also can&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; believe that my Add Math teacher is not back from her holidays, my Chemistry teacher is not showing up &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;I have three periods of physics in a row on Thursday! My God. Shocking much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, I really hate school now 'cause there's &lt;em&gt;wayyy&lt;/em&gt; too many relieve classes 'cause of the teachers' abcenses. &lt;strong&gt;I want to learn! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I actually felt like going to one of the pure science classes to sit in on their Bio lessons due to my boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My gosh. I am &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;bored I actually wanted to sit in on a &lt;em&gt;Bio &lt;/em&gt;lesson. That equals suicide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Fine. It doesn't but I'm saying a lot of crazy stuff right now so why not throw in something crazier?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One more thing. I was going to e-mail the file my IT teacher asked my class to find and guess what? I got a "Delivery status - failed" e-mail. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh. Wait. Good news is, I get to read a storybook every Friday in English! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know that's a super nerdy thing to say but I really &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would have married Sidney Sheldon if he wasn't &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;old( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;,dead..) and married 'cause I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;his stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since Sidney isn't available, I can also marry Jeffrey Archer or Deaver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Are they married? How old are they?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooh!! Or even Christopher Paolini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay! Just kidding! I'm not desperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just awfully bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's why I'm crapping and these craps aren't close to my usual quality craps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway. I'm signing off. I'm going to have a nap or something. 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href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-believe-this.html' title='I don&apos;t believe this.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-3297547827209795972</id><published>2009-01-04T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:13:09.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What activity is a fun-filled headache?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dog-naming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's something that gives you a huge headache and also, a bundle of laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A sudden inspiration came to me and I decided what I wanna name my dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I consulted Jun Kit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:51 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:51 AM):&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:51 AM):&lt;br /&gt;im gonna call my pup chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:51 AM):&lt;br /&gt;aihyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:51 AM):&lt;br /&gt;u make it sound so..important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:52 AM):&lt;br /&gt;it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:52 AM):&lt;br /&gt;''ive decided''drums rolling&lt;br /&gt;why not coffee&lt;br /&gt;or starbucks&lt;br /&gt;or frappire&lt;br /&gt;frappie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:52 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hahhaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:52 AM):&lt;br /&gt;choc is like..=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:52 AM):&lt;br /&gt;no. male chocolate. female vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:53 AM):&lt;br /&gt;it's my fav flavour&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:53 AM):&lt;br /&gt;but here frappie..come here frappie..aww good boy frappie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:53 AM):&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;im laughing so hard and loud my mum is going to come and kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:53 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what so funny&lt;br /&gt;u want it what&lt;br /&gt;why not get two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:54 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i duwanna name it frappie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:54 AM):&lt;br /&gt;one milk&lt;br /&gt;another melamine&lt;br /&gt;m&amp;amp;ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:54 AM):&lt;br /&gt;duwan lar!&lt;br /&gt;i can't call a dog melamine. or frappie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:54 AM):&lt;br /&gt;name it after zhi yi&lt;br /&gt;COME HERE zhiyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;oh u have been a bad girl zhiyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what lar weih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;zhiyi SIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hey. im the boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;come on roll over zhi yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;stop biting the shoes ZHIYI..BAD DOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shud call it butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;one week later-die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;butterfly have a week lifespan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what lar.&lt;br /&gt;dont curse my pup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;then dont name it butterfly&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;butter and fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;come here butter..u sit fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;or not i smack u fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;stop making me laugh lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ok la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna wake my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i giv u a snack&lt;br /&gt;doggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;oy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;dun make so much noice ar..shhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:58 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ohh good boy&lt;br /&gt;ok la&lt;br /&gt;name it canon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:58 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nikon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:58 AM):&lt;br /&gt;then u can sing the with evrything canon u can song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:58 AM):&lt;br /&gt;tak nak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:58 AM):&lt;br /&gt;the dog snap a picture with the eye then the photo come out at the mouth..so handy!&lt;br /&gt;2in 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:59 AM):&lt;br /&gt;a dog and a camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:59 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what lar u!&lt;br /&gt;cannot call chocolate meh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (12:59 AM):&lt;br /&gt;its nikon Dog40 they call it about RM2288&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (12:59 AM):&lt;br /&gt;pls lar&lt;br /&gt;be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (1:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;if not i have to stop talking to u&lt;br /&gt;coz i cannot stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (1:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;call it lumberjack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zeeeeeee says (1:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;duwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (1:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i just saw it from the box u gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (1:04 AM):&lt;br /&gt;why not lum chang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JuN---------- says (1:05 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ok.give u somemore ideas&lt;br /&gt;reebok-new toilet (private joke)&lt;br /&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and he went on and on and on about the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I laughed so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm going to name my pup ... Nauru (naw-ru).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's Finnish for laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Either that or it's Rire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's French for laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hah. Then again I may just call it Ray cause it's pronounced as ray-er. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which sounds like rare, too.. Maybe I'll call it Rare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or Hare. Or even, Hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right. I'm not making sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey. Why not German for laughter. Lachen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pronounced La-ken. okayy.. maybe it sounds more like lackin'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe I should call it Larkin instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Larkin is a British poet noted for his witty distrust of the modern world and self-deprecating humor, as in The Whitsun Weddings (1964). He was also a well-known jazz critic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(I didn't come up with that. I checked in dictionary.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know what? I'll ponder this later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For now, I'm getting some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3297547827209795972?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3297547827209795972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3297547827209795972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3297547827209795972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3297547827209795972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-activity-is-fun-filled-headache.html' title='What activity is a fun-filled headache?'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-4866135752665897207</id><published>2009-01-02T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:50:34.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO;PMR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel so emo after my phone is missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I eat so little at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm not laughing like usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love my phone very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where areeee youu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Uh..yesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;straight As&lt;/span&gt; for PMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i'm still emo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I ain't rowdy anymore =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I missed my phone and my laughters really badly...&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/9083732974696819539-4866135752665897207?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4866135752665897207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=4866135752665897207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4866135752665897207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/4866135752665897207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/emopmr.html' title='EMO;PMR'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-3644671606232255412</id><published>2009-01-02T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:45:04.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing,LOst</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;My lovely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;left me without saying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GooOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OOOOOd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Byeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;all my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;contacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-3644671606232255412?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3644671606232255412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=3644671606232255412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3644671606232255412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/3644671606232255412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/missinglost.html' title='Missing,LOst'/><author><name>yin o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853272133734324369</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-9083732974696819539.post-8357302392349465009</id><published>2009-01-02T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:15:41.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah... This is one of the best days of the year for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When some girls flood malls and pubs in their slutty leopard-print dresses and gladiator heels or knee-high boots with their fake boobs, fake noses, fake nails, fake whatever-else body parts.. oh, and, my favorite, fake blond hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And where-ever these girls are, the (horny) guys are, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So.. yeah, everywhere is pretty crowded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went out,too! To Sunway Pyramid. And left at 11pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we headed to Sri Melur at USJ 17. Dad gave me 5 bucks to get myself a Ramli burger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's my first. And.. it &lt;em&gt;isn't exactly &lt;/em&gt;a Ramli burger... it's an Otai burger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still. It's original Malaysian. So... yay!(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Getting my Labby after CNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm now figuring out what stuff to get before my little Labrador puppy arrive in it's new home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must think of what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; gender of Lab I'm getting, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't get a female 'cause it can get pregnant. And it has period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't get a male either now that I think of it... it can get horny and I don't want animal semen on my floor. And. I don't want it to sniff at my guests too much. Plus. Male dogs pee when they get nervous. I don't want to step on pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooh! And I &lt;em&gt;must &lt;/em&gt;think of it's name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shoot. If I don't know what gender I'm getting how would I know what I'm gonna name it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay. I have got to go and have my shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Signing off, zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-8357302392349465009?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8357302392349465009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=8357302392349465009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8357302392349465009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/8357302392349465009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-1607324779670330454</id><published>2008-12-30T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:24:59.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you hear that scream from the Explorer's table? That was me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Weeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;straaaaiiii&lt;/span&gt;8 A's!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mum said she cried when I called to say I got my 8 A's. I was tempted to ask her: "Did I really suck that bad academically till you have to cry for my 8 A's is a miracle?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But. I didn't. 'Cause I know, compared to what I was when I was in primary, I sucked. Big time. Even for PMR, I picked back maybe just a lil' less than half of my.. "umph". Only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh my gosh. I can &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;remember how I felt when I saw Pn. Shirley carried Finnix's result to the table. I was crossing my fingers and begging teacher to give me my result even though I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;felt against it. And it was &lt;em&gt;Finnix's &lt;/em&gt;result! I was &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When Pn. Myrna finally came with the stack of results that included mine, I ran forth and asked for mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, a few of the guys cut my line(Fine. Zechary was there first. Then &lt;em&gt;Wen Jie &lt;/em&gt;cut my line). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teacher gave him the results, ignoring my continuous shouts of: "Ladies first! Ladies first!" Still, I got it after Wen Jie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I searched for my Oral Test certificate and signed, my hand shaking &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;badly my signature was a bundle of lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teacher handed me my result slip and I was like "Oh my God"(what else would I be like?) I signed again, steadier this time 'cause I paused to breathe. *Phew* I ran to Cheryl, Rachel and some other girls(sorry I don't really remember.. I was overwhelmed) and I said "Straight A's" and we screamed &lt;em&gt;really, &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; loudly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahahhahah!! Lots of people stared but I don't give a damn(sorry, Cheryl *sheepish look*)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gosh... I love recapturing that moment&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; much. I can play it in my head over and over &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;over again and never, &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; get bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.. I got them all! And I'm gonna get a Labrador puppy(no, Jun Kit, I will &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; get a Pomeranian)! WEEEEEEEEE(again)!! *sigh* I'm kinda tired of weeeeee-ing so signing off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p.s: Hey. Everyone's got a right to brag. And I don't do that too much. So.. why not now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-1607324779670330454?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1607324779670330454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=1607324779670330454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1607324779670330454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/1607324779670330454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/did-you-hear-that-scream-from-explorers.html' title='Did you hear that scream from the Explorer&apos;s table? That was me.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7410214276367688760</id><published>2008-12-27T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:23:14.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to post bout my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately I haven't been able to 'cause my &lt;em&gt;brothers&lt;/em&gt;(shoots deathly glare at brothers) is using the laptop &lt;em&gt;wayyy&lt;/em&gt; too often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.. what have I been up to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to my dad's cousin's house to learn Photoshop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Attended two weddings and got drunk on the December 7th wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Yeah! I got drunk for the first time on my Birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I giggled SO much everyone stared and laughed at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which was really... bad but I couldn't stop! Too high. XD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Penang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Travelled Singapore. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Been there dozens of times but never really travelled it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh! I went on Singapore Flyer two days before one of it's engines caught fire! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;  lucky! Hope I am just as lucky on the 30th. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Took a nice picture of a butterfly in Butterfly Park, Sentosa Island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Jun Kit's is better. But I like mine a lot 'cause I took it with a lousy camera. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284486005898017202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZEBiIS-bI/AAAAAAAAAoE/f_OVrK-ILDw/s400/DSC03747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Met Ying Yi(a.k.a Yo-yo), my cousin(indirectly. She's my dad's cousin's daughter).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I owe her RM10 to get Jun Kit a Christmas present at Digital Mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Was broke 'cause my mum toook away my RM200 *sobs*. Hold on. I'm &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;broke.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Tmn. Pertanian in Shah Alam and spoiled my Nikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank God I can fix it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exchanged room with my brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wished Cheryl Happy Birthday on 12th of December for fear that I will forget on the actual date. Which I did. So, Cheryl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15TH &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Belated.. so, sorry.. I promise I'll wish you at 12 a.m of Dec 23rd next year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE YOUUUU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZECnGXmSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/A9k1gvKuCkY/s1600-h/DSC02419a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284486024411978018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZECnGXmSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/A9k1gvKuCkY/s400/DSC02419a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; 'cause you are very 'yeng'. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZECc02YvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/J-O7S_6ajDs/s1600-h/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284486021654143730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZECc02YvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/J-O7S_6ajDs/s400/IMG_3380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And.. you have LOTS of love. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way.. you on for movie marathon on the 30th?? Jun Kit asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh my gosh... Realization just struck me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PMR results are coming out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which means I'm finally going to know if I can get a Labrador puppy or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mum says if I get straight A's I'll get one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want the puppy more than my 8 A's.. which is really stupid but I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2009 is starting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which means.. I'm going to fight&lt;em&gt; real&lt;/em&gt; hard from next year on till I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I. Am. &lt;strong&gt;Dead.&lt;/strong&gt; Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want a colourful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want an awesome career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to be the next Donald Trump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No, wait. I wanna be the &lt;em&gt;female &lt;/em&gt;version of Donald Trump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooh! I got this joke from The Best Laid Plans by Sidney Sheldon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Three men met a female genie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She said she can grant each of them one wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first man said: "I wish to be 25% smarter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The genie blinked and the man said: "Hey! I feel smarter all ready!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The second man said: "I wish to be 50% smarter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The genie blinked and the man said: "Wow! I think I know things I never knew before!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The third man said: "I wish to be 100% smarter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The genie blinked and the man turned into a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahhahahahh!!! So funny yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay.. I wanna apologize to guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That was really sexist but &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;didn't come up with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway. Good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(or Good Morning &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;Good Afternoon if you're reading it at those times).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, zeeeeeee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Sweet Dreams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083732974696819539-7410214276367688760?l=sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7410214276367688760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083732974696819539&amp;postID=7410214276367688760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7410214276367688760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083732974696819539/posts/default/7410214276367688760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sealedlipstypingfingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/rants.html' title='Rants.'/><author><name>zeeeeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097386288720884682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/Sg-hcxFc9RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/InLy7ung8tQ/S220/P1000651.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/SVZEBiIS-bI/AAAAAAAAAoE/f_OVrK-ILDw/s72-c/DSC03747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083732974696819539.post-7627160659393147814</id><published>2008-12-04T12:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:24:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 things I did before turning 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Joined &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C4R, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NiE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Jun Kit, Cheryl, John and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yin for the first time and got shortlisted at school category &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(though we would, actually, have won if the judges &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;see which they &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Yes, I haven't got over that yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Joined &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sony Living With Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Jun Kit and Cheryl for the first time and got a green cardboard that indicated we're the third prize winners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275795620575104754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/STdkKh_wzvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/r8DSx6gzao4/s400/DSC02613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Joined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Photomarathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H Factor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and met &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(!),&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pietro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(!!) and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Harith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Iskandar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prank called&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my victims:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wen, Clarice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Pearly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Khoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; classmate).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Let's stop for a little while the to rewind to those glorious moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My first three prank calls were about Toyota calling them about a Camry that's ready to be delivered to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Oom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yin went to get her mum and we quickly hung up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wen was pretty calm Clarice thought I sounded familiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he prank call I did on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the funniest of all. I pretended to be an Indian girl married to a certain Nicholas who cheated on her. I was like,"You and that slutty girl! I hate you! I'm going back to India now!" There was more but that's all I could remember. (Script by Mr. Chang Jun Kit =D) Imagine me hysterically saying that with Indian accent and a hint of British in it, too. Yup. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I didn't even give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a chance to speak! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, I did one with my brother's classmate, Pearly. I used the Indian accent again, pretending to call from a beauty product company. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She couldn't even hear me clearly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Went to my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; facial treatment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yup.. I went after all. My mum signed me up without me knowing and she &lt;em&gt;paid.&lt;/em&gt; I asked why couldn't &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;do it for me she said the the price is for the first trial and she did it before so I had to do it. *sigh* So I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first it was pleasantly ticklish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I almost smiled when she was rubbing the cleansing gel and that scrub thing on my face. In the end I frowned to keep myself from smiling(and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;uncontrollable&lt;/span&gt; giggling). But when she started squeezing and pushing at my pimples and blackheads, it hurt &lt;em&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;badly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I teared. Ouch. Also, she put (what's that?) whitening cream on my face. &lt;em&gt;Whitening freaking cream! &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;my tan, okay? Keep that off my face! Plus, at the end of the treatment she put on toner(what?), moisturiser(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;uhhm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. what?) and &lt;em&gt;sun block&lt;/em&gt;. I've spent like half of my life in the pool(Okay.. exaggeration) with&lt;em&gt;out &lt;/em&gt;sun block. I hate the greasy feel of lotion and sun block and God-knows-what other products that feels greasy on my skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ughh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then again, I didn't refuse. I mean, I get &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;much outta a RM40-treatment (yes. It's &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;cheap 'cause it's first trial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;), so let's take all I can get! Besides, I all ready rejected shoulder massage and head massage. Let's not make the (what do you call people who wash your face?)beautician's life harder, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Went for my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;movie marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went with Cheryl on this one. Though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lin was supposed to be there, she couldn't make it =( We watched Igor, Twilight and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: Spoilers are in the rest of number 6. So skip this part to number 7 if you wanna be surprised when you watch the movie. Though, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3, read if you like. We watched it 'cause our previous arrangement(Wild Child, Igor and Twilight) clashed times. So.. we had to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s722.photobucket.com/albums/ww225/zeeeeeeecham/?action=view&amp;amp;current=igor.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/STlQgIVW-lI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cOnEJdFsYvU/s1600-h/igor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336951364352594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/STlQgIVW-lI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cOnEJdFsYvU/s400/igor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Igor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had the &lt;em&gt;best &lt;/em&gt;storyline. Very original. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's bout this Igor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Igors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are a human subspecies or something like that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;they are people with humps on their backs and are destined to be slaves of evil scientists of Malaria, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a country which lived under bright skies once upon a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;until storm clouds came to Malaria and never went away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which destroyed their corps and everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so the king convinced the people they have to be evil to survive[how stupid is &lt;em&gt;that? &lt;/em&gt;But. It was a good movie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[By the way, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Igors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don't have names])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;who loves inventing but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Igors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are not allowed to invent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All they do is pull the switch when the evil scientists say, well,"&lt;em&gt;Pull the switch!!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and also get bossed around by their masters.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So. T&lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;Igor, he invented life after his master died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Sorta like Frankenstein but this is a female..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She was supposed to be evil but she turned out to be a super sweet girl who plays with blind children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Igor kept telling her,"You are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;eviiil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she heard it wrong and said,"I'm Eva." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay. You know what? I better stop before I tell you the &lt;em&gt;whole &lt;/em&gt;story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Hahhha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when we first entered the theatre, there were only like 3 back rows filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(the front rows, and middle rows, were &lt;em&gt;completely &lt;/em&gt;empty)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And they were not full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We saw that the seats in front of us were empty so we lifted our feet and rested them on the front seats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But.. when the movie started, a whole bunch of teenagers came in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was oblivious but (thank God) Cheryl saw, so she nudged me and said,"Oi! People coming!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I quickly put my legs back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(half-thinking the person in front of me must be a bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'cause she tormented others and got punished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; put her feet on her seat). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Phew! Thank God none of them saw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the end of the movie, they played Pocketful Of Sunshine at the credits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so Cheryl and I screamed,"Oh my gosh!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;('cause the song is not a typical Disney song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when we watched House Bunny they played popular song, too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like When I Grow Up and Shake It)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which resulted in people in the whole theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(thank God only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. one fifth of the theatre was filled) stared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/STlQf0fX5hI/AAAAAAAAAh8/oAv8rK1VbUw/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336946037646866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DHVjn5DjGNs/STlQf0fX5hI/AAAAAAAAAh8/oAv8rK1VbUw/s400/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Twillight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;was.. *sigh* a &lt;em&gt;bit &lt;/em&gt;of a let down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The scenes I enjoyed most was Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Pattinson's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; close-ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(What? He's hot and I'm a female. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;teenage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; female. What do you expect?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a bit messy for a movie.. So many obvious cuts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the movie went &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;too fast. A lot of parts in the book are cut out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As for the parts that was put into the movie, lots of cut-out lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;/em&gt;lines that weren't exactly from the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like when Bella went to Forks High School for the first day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she had to hand in a slip to Mrs. Cope at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the book, Bella stood there till a girl came in and Edward caught Bella's scent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and left saying,"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Never mind&lt;/span&gt;, then. I can see that it's impossible. Thank you so much for your help," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but in the movie, When Bella stepped in Edward straight away turned and glared at her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then he said,"I'll just have to bear with it, then." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Speaking of Mrs. Cope. Nope. She was not into Edward in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In fact, she only appeared &lt;em&gt;once &lt;/em&gt;in the movie - which is in that scene I mentioned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And there was no mean Lauren in the movie. Just Jessica and Angela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, and the movie had some funny parts, too(I shall not reveal anything), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which is good... Made up for the missing scenes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's only like &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;kissing scene at the end, in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, yeah, for non-romantics like me, only have to stare into the empty popcorn bucket and squirm in my seat once throughout the whole movie(wait.. I didn't buy popcorn for Twilight). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Theatre was pretty darned crowded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lots &lt;/em&gt;of excited chattering before the movie start(including mine).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheryl and I screamed when it was bout to start.=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I h
