<?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-25006625</id><updated>2011-08-03T17:29:16.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why, hello there stranger. (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1238944874011814494</id><published>2009-04-19T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:09:38.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 March '09</title><content type='html'>it was raisa`s birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsehwee planned a whole surprise her at her house thing and yishian was so helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;i am quite proud of myself for updated, but i`m stuck here cos the next two updates are the picnic and jb ones, which have a massive amount of photos. next week perhaps. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-1238944874011814494?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1238944874011814494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1238944874011814494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1238944874011814494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1238944874011814494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-march-09.html' title='16 March &apos;09'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-646727897374931876</id><published>2009-04-19T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:22:19.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yacht + attica!</title><content type='html'>me and nez also went for alvin`s party (can`t remember the date :/) on a yacht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! i wanna go on a yacht party again!&lt;br /&gt;(and i just realised i have embarrassing typos in my pdf. gahh. *kayaking *yacht [thanks sam! HURR.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i`m not sure if this is before or after, but me, adi, lisa and qila went clubbing and had an awesome time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-646727897374931876?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/646727897374931876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=646727897374931876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/646727897374931876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/646727897374931876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/yatch-attica.html' title='yacht + attica!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3637940375328452948</id><published>2009-04-19T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:59:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>6 February 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had one last clubbing session before mich and hummy left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we celebrated their birthdays the next day at Rochester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing we know, it was time for them to leave us! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/n534855264_5840042_10752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3637940375328452948?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3637940375328452948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3637940375328452948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3637940375328452948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3637940375328452948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4804256060499072901</id><published>2009-04-19T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:35:59.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 January clubbing</title><content type='html'>major updates that should have been done months ago. :/&lt;br /&gt;finally sat my ass down and used my new laptop with new photoshop (which i have to learn how to use again. :/) and collaged all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is 21st january 2009, where adi, lisa, nez and i went clubbing on a wednesday when we had work the next day. knowing me, i couldn`t wake up the next day and ponned. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4804256060499072901?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4804256060499072901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4804256060499072901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4804256060499072901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4804256060499072901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/21-january-clubbing.html' title='21 January clubbing'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1702530744459662108</id><published>2009-04-17T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:52:35.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>portion?</title><content type='html'>seeing where others are at, what they have, what they have achieved, what they are pursuing; i just want to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is my portion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t want or need what others have. i just want to know what is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my portion; what are the plans you have for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a future and a hope.&lt;/span&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/25006625-1702530744459662108?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1702530744459662108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1702530744459662108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1702530744459662108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1702530744459662108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/portion.html' title='portion?'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7907189007831676632</id><published>2009-01-29T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:26:08.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work.</title><content type='html'>for no better reason, this is why i stay at rww.&lt;br /&gt;even if it means low pay, ot and lousy increment/bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/SYEvxwt3szI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Idj4bMO0q1o/s1600-h/IMG_35301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296567168701805362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/SYEvxwt3szI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Idj4bMO0q1o/s400/IMG_35301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we are superheroes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can even see our hardworking lawyer in the background, typing away hardworking-ly.&lt;br /&gt;we should set up our own, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it time for lunch yet? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7907189007831676632?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7907189007831676632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7907189007831676632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7907189007831676632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7907189007831676632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/work.html' title='work.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/SYEvxwt3szI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Idj4bMO0q1o/s72-c/IMG_35301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7736587099865417462</id><published>2008-11-05T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:55:58.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for president!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA WON! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the americans have made the right choice this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7736587099865417462?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7736587099865417462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7736587099865417462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7736587099865417462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7736587099865417462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-president.html' title='for president!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4727244949097900770</id><published>2008-11-04T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:56:49.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in limbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it feels like i`m stuck in a pothole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;1) have started working (which i don`t think i mentioned in previous posts)&lt;br /&gt;2) do not like working&lt;br /&gt;3) wish i didn`t have to work any longer&lt;br /&gt;4) am missing the bimbos in aussie&lt;br /&gt;5) counting down the days - 21 more days, 15 more working days&lt;br /&gt;6) siantar is coming to work here soon so maybe work will get better&lt;br /&gt;7) but i`ll be moving seats once my boss leaves so i won`t be sitting near nez and the other liti peeps. ):&lt;br /&gt;8) maybe i`ll skip lunch today&lt;br /&gt;9) my lawyers are in court but i still have shit load to do so i should stop blogging&lt;br /&gt;10) i should probably start updating more often cos i do want to look at my blog and walk down memory lane (don`t really trust facebook)&lt;br /&gt;11) pls don`t mind if picture updates are from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;i`m gonna go scan 5 full ring files now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4727244949097900770?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4727244949097900770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4727244949097900770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4727244949097900770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4727244949097900770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-limbo.html' title='in limbo'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7540255091765193176</id><published>2008-09-07T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:04:33.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Sept, clubbing.</title><content type='html'>so the plans for the night was to go clubbing at zouk, just me, nez, monsty and grace. apparently we were going clubbing on a saturday (which we don`t normally do, since we have to pay cover. cheapskates we are) cos nez had some tickets from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nez set up some dress code we had to follow, and told me to wear both a tie and a vest. but i was wearing a dress and looked ridiculous in both so in the end i settled on a white bow tie. (this was a bad idea cos i ended up looking like a playboy bunny. :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN POINT: the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; thing was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sham&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up earlier with sam, where we were supposed to catch ernie`s band at the skate park but we were too late. haha. and so when i was with her when nez came down to meet up. and that samantha was all like, "oh, i feel like clubbing but not sure yet." but in the end she came along and when we reached i saw teck wee and i was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, that inez has been sneakily inviting people to go clubbing that night to celebrate my birthday! so, thanks for planning it nez. it was really a surprise even though i sensed something cos of your bad acting! and thanks to everyone who came, sportingly wore a tie as per nez`s instructions (and those who didn`t as well) and made the night so fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update when i get the photos. i hope some people know how to vet through and delete the ugly pictures. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. actually, i am not a big clubber who wants a clubbing outing for her birthday gift. that`d be michelle. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, joke of the day. at about 10, michy called me to hear my reaction and all that, and i think she asked hummy to call me too. and when hummy called she was all like, oh happy birthday ding! and she genuinely thought that it was my birthday that night. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7540255091765193176?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7540255091765193176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7540255091765193176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7540255091765193176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7540255091765193176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/6th-sept-clubbing.html' title='6th Sept, clubbing.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7345158896327972452</id><published>2008-08-22T14:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T05:29:36.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali trip; 10th to 14th of Aug.</title><content type='html'>i have been&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; hardworking! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. pls excuse the ugly pictures. no eyeliner and feeling very ugly. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali2copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali3acopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali3bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali4copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed over the night before the flight cos it was at an ungodly hour of 6.20AM. *faints.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, lugged my luggage all the way to simei for a stayover before waking up at 4AM to cab down to the airport. i think we went to bed at around 11 maybe? but we kept talking and talking, so we had less than 4 hours sleep. "eh siantar," hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached bali where it was nice and sunny and kiki (nez`s sister) was not there to fetch us! :O instead she sent her friend to pick us up cos it was high season in bali and we had no rooms to stay in! so she was out searching for other hotels. so yaa, that night we shared a room. me, nez, kiki and harrison (kiki`s bf). weirddd. but thankfully, after hotel hunting we found a place we liked and could move over the next day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yaa, so i nearly killed a horse. cos i had no brains to realise that to stop the horse i should pull on both reins. and also cos i couldn`t understand what the man was trying to tell me. :/ so the poor horse slow-galloped into the back of a car. but no injuries cos he was smart enough to siam his head. phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went clubbing, and actually planned to go every night, but sadly that was the first, last and only time! ): mainly cos our hotel was quite far away from kuta, so it was a little inconvenient to get there. and also, we were in bali from sunday to thursday so we totally missed the weekends which are the best times for clubbing! :/ but i prefer phuture cos the music is better, so its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali5acopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali5bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali6copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch, we had Babi Guling, which is a famous dish in bali. inez has been telling me about this since last time, about how the skin is so yummy and all. but it just tasted oily and fatty to me leh. :/ maybe singapore and indo tastebuds different. i much prefered some other fried red meat or the fried intestines. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to Sukawati, this place where clothes are sold really cheap. but sadly, everything everywhere was the same and we didn`t really buy as much as we had expected. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night after dinner, we decided to try mushrooms. :O i was quite scared but i wanted to experience what it was like! so we went to buy them for about $20 for 2 packets. they blended it with fanta and it was supposed to be enough but not too strong for 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at the hotel we tried it and slowly got high. but it didn`t reach its peak. we all got high enough like as though we were drunk, but not to the point where we hallucinated or found everything immensely funny. not strong enough apparently. but that high would be good for clubbing. heh. but the side effects are that you cannot fall asleep. :/ when i closed my eyes i saw sukawati, as if it was that afternoon again. me and nez tossed and turned in bed and only fell asleep at around 4. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali7copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali8copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we wake up really early and travel really far, up a mountain for pisang bakar. which was good but not worth the long long ride there. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for dinner we went to this japanese restaurant Ryoshi. and suprisingly, i like the raw white marlin! better than salmon which i eat but don`t really appreciate. but i was so disappointed by the green tea ice cream. one mouth and i didn`t continue. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i should mention that most of the places we went to, it was for the food. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali9copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali10copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali11copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali12copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watersports was really fun, except for that stupid big mable! its this game where you sit on this float thing and have to hold on to these handles while the speedboat drags the float all around and into waves and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its really bouncy and quite scary cos if you let go you can fly off into the sea. and that silly ride is like, 15 mins at least and the whole time we`re hanging on for dear life. at the end of the game, i had a blister that had already burst on my little finger. not fun. and also, i got sun burnt.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to turtle island where i realised that i do not like animals very much. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had nasi pedas for dinner again, just that this time mine was non spicy. but maybe that was the problem. i had food poisoning that night. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali13copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/bali14copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach was still unsettled and i wanted to stay in the hotel but nez managed to convince me to go to ku de ta since i would be lying down there as well. and i`m glad i went cos i love bodyboarding! its just crazy how we wait for a bigger wave to come so that it`ll be more fun, and crash into the sand and water cos it was too strong. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing how my stomach was fine while i was having fun but after we stopped, my stomach was weird again cos of the cold. play only, stomach also not pain. heh. but yaa, after that it just got bad so the photos end abruptly. thanks to veena (sp?), nez`s friend for letting me sleep at her house! i slept for like 5 hours till we had to leave for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but once we landed in singapore, i felt much better. i think its psychological. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, we totally missed our flight back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to leave 24 hours before and we nearly panicked when the man at the airport told us. thank god there were empty seats for the flight that night!&lt;br /&gt;it sounds damn retarded but its cos when we planned our trip, our plans were to stay in bali till the 14th. so when we booked the flight that was the return date we put and we assumed it was correct. actually it was for 12AM 14th, which is 13th night. hahahahaha. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;but i wish we had more time in bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to bodyboard some more!&lt;br /&gt;i want more teh botol!&lt;br /&gt;i want to try magic mushroom for real!&lt;br /&gt;i want to tan more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to kiki for planning the outings, harrison for driving (pak pirrr!) and inez for the company and fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7345158896327972452?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7345158896327972452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7345158896327972452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7345158896327972452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7345158896327972452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/bali-trip-10th-to-14th-of-aug.html' title='Bali trip; 10th to 14th of Aug.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7201021291761760599</id><published>2008-08-21T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:26:41.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubbing; 6/8</title><content type='html'>this is two weeks late but i don`t care. and i know nez blogged this way long ago, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118ccopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118dcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118ecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27-05-06_2118gcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a fun night! lets go clubbing again soon girlies! :D and i think i should ditch the whole pseudonym game. :/ whoooops. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, we met up for dinner and celebrated &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JASMINE MONSTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`s birthday! :D happy 20th! hope you like the present even though its a little stained. :/ nevermind, can wash. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no photos cos i can`t find unedited ones. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, need to blog about bali. i see that nez has started, and there are so many pictures! *faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, things i learnt in bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bali is not just all beach, unlike my imaginations. heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and its also not always sunny and perfect weather for beaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;should definitely stay in a hotel nearer to kuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are many mosquitoes in the hotel and i shouldn`t bother trying to kill them cos there are too many and my clapping skills suck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to endure long long rides on a car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a real life cow actually looks very clean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;s'pore happy soda is different from indo`s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping is not really good over there cos the clothes are mostly the same. and boutique shops are really expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bikinis are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; sold all over the place, really cheap. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i burn quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to tie a sarong! (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bodyboarding is very fun! i love! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need to check my wound and change my plaster often. and not bodyboard, crash and roll in seawater and sand without any thought for the open skin. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that i actually like raw sushi! but only the white marlin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my stomach is not strong enough for some of the roadside food. ):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; kill a horse. :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i will be hardworking and try to blog the bali pics soon. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7201021291761760599?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7201021291761760599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7201021291761760599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7201021291761760599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7201021291761760599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/clubbing-68.html' title='clubbing; 6/8'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2441471923752608409</id><published>2008-06-29T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:44:32.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i guess this is part of growing up. people leave for places far beyond, for places with greener pastures. we each have our separate paths to walk and i need to find mine soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but these paths we walk on are long, sometimes not crossing for months or even years.  and when the paths merge again, there`s no saying how we`ve changed or if a hedge has grown in between said paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is growing up and i`d rather be in neverland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss hummy. and i`m missing michelle already even though she hasn`t left, yet.&lt;br /&gt;i`m also missing everyone else who isn`t leaving s'pore but has left to a different life from what i know. the life of studying in uni, the life of working.&lt;br /&gt;we are different now, and i like that not one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i think i`ve lost my footing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2441471923752608409?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2441471923752608409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2441471923752608409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2441471923752608409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2441471923752608409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4728288307757710608</id><published>2008-06-23T18:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:45:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woosh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to equinox, which we`d planned to go quite long ago and finally did. but it wasn`t really as awesome i expected. the view was still good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met monsty after that and headed down to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144816_4490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144817_4779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144823_6537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144824_6838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144828_8008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had yellow shoes on! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144826_7421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macs for hungry people before clubbing. too long without food and you start taking silly pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144832_9178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144830_8587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144833_9492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144834_9778.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144835_64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3144836_367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;14th June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barbeque at james' place as a meetup before the guys enter ns. but in the end, everyone was late so we started without them and ate alot of the food. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199356_5492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199357_5858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199359_6438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199361_6995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199363_7608.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely food that we cooked! over the lovely fire that we helped to start and fan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199365_8187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butter in mich`s hand = proof that we cooked. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199374_873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199377_1830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3199378_2152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, you actually wanted to join us too nez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;20th June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the camp bar at dempsey house with ian. and then on to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;party session before hummy leaves for aussie. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255709_7371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255710_7684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255711_7967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255712_8258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nom nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255713_8541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255715_9135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255716_9420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255718_9997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255719_299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255720_611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255723_1485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255724_2325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255726_3172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis arrived after awhile and then disappeared with ian. :/&lt;br /&gt;so we took more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255727_3487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255729_4087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255728_3791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255732_4984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255735_5878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255736_6171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255737_6481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255738_6785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255739_7094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255740_7400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bond girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255741_7720.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255742_8037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255744_8673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255745_8989.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glowing tags and crown chops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255746_9299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255747_9624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255748_9951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 shots i think. sex on the beach and apple shooters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255749_272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255751_923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255752_1249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_3255754_1910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to dance, drank some more at winebar and got wasted.&lt;br /&gt;went over to sky lounge at mos with ian, calvin and daniel. then to living room at marriot where i mostly stayed in the toilet puking. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for home only at 630am.&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next day with a slight hangover (i think) and no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited my grandpa and felt much better after that cos i had to walk about 10 mins to the nursing home and it didn`t have aircon so i think i basically sweated the remaining alcohol out. it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet the rest at amk before heading down to gynn`s birthday bbq.&lt;br /&gt;will update again after i get all the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in between and during these days, there were times that i was quite down/reclusive/affected/irritated. thank you(s) for being there and listening when i needed to rant, for just being there when i had nothing to say, for protecting me, for making me laugh, for caring, for making me, me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it still hasn`t really sunk in that hummy and mich are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;and won`t be back for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;but i think when the time comes when they`re not here i will finally realise how much i need them and miss them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS YOU TWO ALOT ALOT ALOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4728288307757710608?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4728288307757710608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4728288307757710608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4728288307757710608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4728288307757710608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/woosh.html' title='woosh.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3698889324173217200</id><published>2008-06-07T05:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:03:02.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one whole month.</title><content type='html'>haven`t updated in month and its backlogged like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;am gonna dig up the photos and update asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here are the updates but i`m too lazy to photoshop them nicely. so i`m just gonna dump them all at one shot. too lazy to even caption most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ready&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Set&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Glo&lt;/span&gt;! @ ZOUK. Steve Aoki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982250_4983.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sam, Ian, Louis, Around the world + Hot and Sticky. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982252_5552.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firewoman in the toilet + me and mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982253_5845.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982254_6203.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982256_6780.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flaming lambo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982258_7373.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the barker boys from years ago! they still look the same. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982257_7082.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982259_7665.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phay dancing like there`s no tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982262_8587.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982263_8899.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me + the owner of the cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982265_9523.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red like a lobster. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982268_478.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982269_788.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982271_1405.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982272_1734.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982274_2429.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEVE AOKI! finally and half naked on stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982276_3062.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy fans of aoki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982279_4155.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982283_5525.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam`s bum shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982285_6176.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!STEVE!!AOKI!! with his arm around me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n654233082_982286_6486.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swopped props with sam.&lt;br /&gt;no shizz, its the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness. again plsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;19th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday dear zhenlin! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had ajisen ramen for dinner then headed down to winebar for some alcohol. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508a.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508b.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508c.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508d.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508f.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508e.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508g.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508h.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508i.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508k.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508l.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508m.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508n.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/190508o.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to eskibar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994438_711.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994439_1023.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/DSC00399.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo! scandal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994440_1336.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994408_1737.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same place, from a year ago. one year of craziness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;21st May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday darling nez!&lt;br /&gt;partyworld, at the request of the 21 year old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1414.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1480.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1481.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1429.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1431.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1455.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1476.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1477.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1473.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1433.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1506.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1456.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;22nd May 2008 (day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Graduation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1524.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sua with her plate of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1548.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monsty and her shaky hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1542.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qila dearest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1550.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1557.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1555.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiloong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1543.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halim! the tallest friend i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1560.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJ, with a cigarette in his hair. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/CIMG1563.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us, looking better without our robes even though it was fun acting like harry potter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;22nd May 2008 (night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grad night party! Arena + Mos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stopover at mich`s for a quick bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994237_2822.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994238_3141.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freshened up and we`re ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994239_3421.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994240_3697.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994241_3981.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994242_4269.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994244_4873.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994243_4566.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994246_5473.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994248_6076.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994247_5773.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994249_6366.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994250_6652.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994251_6940.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994252_7240.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994253_7539.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994254_7834.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994255_8140.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994257_8756.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994258_9072.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994259_9384.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994260_9697.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost drunk on arena`s lychee martinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994262_290.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994263_592.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994264_910.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994265_1229.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994266_1561.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994267_1887.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994268_2501.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994269_3129.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994274_4737.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994275_5053.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994276_5371.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994277_5726.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994278_6048.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty ornate mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994279_6365.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to steal the mirrors home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994282_7344.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994283_7677.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994284_8019.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994285_8405.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994286_8732.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/n534855264_2994287_9062.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inez`s birthday bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009924_2221.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009939_6693.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009940_6982.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009942_7572.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009943_7862.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009944_8259.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they brought a flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009947_9168.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009965_4869.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yay, us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009974_7338.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;surprise cake and tiara. don`t insist that you knew alr nez. we managed to trick you, yes we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009976_7929.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009977_8704.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-264.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3009979_9372.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010091_7473.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kj looks like a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010105_1876.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010070_713.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our present to nez. womanly underthings for an official woman. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010082_4812.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after 10, got chased away. initial plans were to go clubbing. but since everyone was sticky and stinky, (excluding us cos we brought clothes to bathe. heh.) we headed over to james` place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010119_6423.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010120_6743.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010121_7067.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/31/2/534855264/n534855264_3010124_8075.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;played texas hold`em and found out that none of us can hold our pee very well. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss Tan`s wedding at Orchard Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529710_5575.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mingling around outside the ballroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529711_5858.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had two tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529707_4431.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529708_4904.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529709_5194.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our gifts to her. a big ang pao and a big card. both credits to shurong! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529720_8969.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529700_2274.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the next table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529727_1342.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bride and groom, after the cake cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529696_1220.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the girls with miss tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529705_3891.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529706_4164.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529698_1723.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529697_1465.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;about half of 4e2'04 and miss tan`s first form class. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529702_2826.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529703_3096.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let`s play spot the teacher(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529750_366.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the happy couple. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, some of us didn`t want to go home. so we (me and raisa) somehow decided on going to botanic gardens to have a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529742_7299.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529746_8912.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but because we were all so tired, we didn`t manage to get past the gate. :/ we &lt;s&gt;trekked&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;walked all the way there and settled down smack outside the gates. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529745_8586.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was good that we had juan hui to entertain us with his hip hop moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-298.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v252/142/9/783373298/n783373298_529747_9249.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5am on orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i apologise to you guys if it was particularly "fan jian"! but i still think it was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;31st May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donald`s birthday party. happy 21st! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 253px;" src="http://photos-178.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v250/23/40/735460178/n735460178_3194154_3571.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 253px;" src="http://photos-178.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v250/23/40/735460178/n735460178_3194180_334.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;3rd June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i woke up at about 4, which is usual. heh.&lt;br /&gt;in the evening i went to the library and came back with 12 books. :D awesomeness. i just hope i can finish them in time, or remember to renew them.&lt;br /&gt;baked during the night since we had beaching planned for the next day and i wanted to have a lil picnic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;4th June 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when my parents realised i was baking, the gave me the task of baking a small cake for my grandpa as well cos it was his birthday. also, i had to experiment on how to colour eggs red. after about 6 attempts, i had beautiful red eggs that i hope my grandpa liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the point is that i somehow baked through the night, all the way till the next morning. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met jasmine and she was looking pretty hot in her bikini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/DSC00480.jpg" border="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more pics cos the rest are in her cam. which probably isn`t much anyway since the lack of sleep did not put me in a photo mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hummy met us around lunch time and we went over to palawan`s bora bora. the food was pretty good and the people who worked there were really nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a short one hour nap and mich arrived. we nuah-ed around for awhile, with jasmine playing pool like a pro, meeting an ang moh guy who is younger than us and mich buying a caramel ice cream even though she was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, ian called. to ask if we were going down to phuture that night. wed! = ladies night!&lt;br /&gt;and oh my hat, me and mich got tempted. cos i hadn`t been to phuture in quite awhile. sam was going too and yilong asked me as well so in the end, chop chop we decided to all head over to mich`s and bathe there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, we (mich, jas and me) clubbed the night away. and i only reached home at 8am. which means that i lasted 40 hours on 1 hour`s nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its crazy cos the next day, i woke up with a fuzzy head. which could probably be explained by me being abit high the night before, but it was fuzzier than usual. and i couldn`t remember things properly. like, i knew what happened, but couldn`t remember the sequence of events and stuff. very weird. do not like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not attempt to go without sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 5+am now. i think i shall go to sleep instead of catching up on House. (:&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/25006625-3698889324173217200?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3698889324173217200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3698889324173217200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3698889324173217200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3698889324173217200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/whole-months-worth-of-updates.html' title='one whole month.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7169318260371763224</id><published>2008-05-12T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:02:19.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th May 08</title><content type='html'>had plans to go with bok and sam, bringing bok to club for the first time since she became legal. (read, other than when she was underage going to ahbeng ahlian clubs.) hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bok`s mum fell down so she hurried home to take care of her. hope your mama is fine bok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was just me and sam, and a whole lot of other law peeps and inez`s friend grace. :D cos jasmine had tickets for us to get in free but by the time we got there the event was over so had to pay to enter. but since sam is such a clubber, she knew people who could bring us in for free. :D thanks louis and ian! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no thanks for the hot and sticky drink that you bought for us! its killerrr. me and hummy got super high, grace had to go home early and i think mich had more drinks and puked. :O but somehow sam didn`t get high at all. weirdo. maybe cos she didn`t stay in the club but instead went outside to talk to cute boy. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this wednesday again? :D HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really wanna go for the lightstick party on saturday! even though its not r&amp;amp;b, it seems like it`d be fun! lightsticks! neon! glow in the dark! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my grandpa is in the hospital after a fall. he is 95 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy jesus, i pray that he will be okay and be as healthy as he ever was. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7169318260371763224?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7169318260371763224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7169318260371763224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7169318260371763224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7169318260371763224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/9th-may-08.html' title='9th May 08'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3550707026364472500</id><published>2008-05-08T21:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:22:57.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover!</title><content type='html'>so, last wednesday we were supposed to mahjong over at mich`s but there was a change of plans so its was just me and nez for the night. and we went a lil crazy with the phototaking, as can be seen below. hurhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/Untitled-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/Untitled-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/Untitled-2a2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/Untitled-1b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botak jones is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; definitely&lt;/span&gt; not as good as its hyped up to be. disappointment. nothing can beat astons! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we had sakae in the &lt;i&gt;west&lt;/i&gt;. it was a big deal for nez the east sider. haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, we all (me, nez, mich and hummy) went all the way down to school to take our grad photos and get our grad gowns. i thought it would only take awhile, but nooo. we spent more than 4 hours there i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sushi tei which is yummy but expensive. ): and then headed to two different libraries to borrow books. goody girls we are. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with bok and sam for timbre after that but when we reached, timbre was booked! :O&lt;br /&gt;from what we saw, i gather that someone booked the &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; place for a party. and all the guests looked pretty young. wonder how much it costs to book the place. bah, rich kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alicia at the cathay and headed back to timbre after about an hour of waiting. but it was worth it laa. the Goodfellas were so good and so funny. as were the two pizzas we had. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bohemian rhapsody! pump it! mr bombastic! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we`ll be going back soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was church day. we met up with blim who pangseh-ed us for timbre. -_-&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at mr teh tarik at tiong bahru which had yummy roti john and then decided to head over to holland v for cold rock icecream. very yummy, with all the mix-ins. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, blim decided that we should go have a drink somewhere and we walked about before stopping at Tapas (sp?). its such a nice place! and the waiter, edwin, was very friendly and helpful as well. (: the only bad thing was the toilet door. which wouldn`t close easily. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we had 2 bottles of wine between the 4 of us. one french red and a riesling white. :O both very very good but made me woozy. heh. and the best part is that all of us had work the next day. so smart. hurr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks blim &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dailou &lt;/span&gt;for the drinks! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, have been working the past few days with sam at suntec. and my feet nearly died on the second day. for some reason my feet were protesting to the heels that i wore for 2 months straight during attachment. weird. and its still abit weird now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had dinner after work at astons with mich, hummy and jas yesterday, yummy fishhhhhh. :D and and and! the manager of the place, kieser of something, asked started talking to jasmine about her rare steak and then mentioned that there was a rarer way of cooking it called "blue". and he actually went to personally cook a slab for jasmine! i swear its due to her newly rebonded hair! HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partying at zouk tmr! :D with nez, mich, hummy, jasmine, radah, gynn and sam and bok too!&lt;br /&gt;how fun! :D can`t wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my toes are still kinda weird. do you think maybe i`ll need to wear flats tmr? ): or i could wear chucks. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. nez, i uploaded all the photos onto facebook alr k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. and oh, i`m quite glad that i managed to get rid of the white-space-between-the-images thing. but there`s still a small line that appears in firefox. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3550707026364472500?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3550707026364472500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3550707026364472500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3550707026364472500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3550707026364472500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleepover.html' title='sleepover!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3282242355563989765</id><published>2008-04-28T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:33:30.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sober</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i baked a cake! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;successfully!&lt;br /&gt;after three tries though. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, we have awesome yummy banana cake in the house right now. :D okay, maybe not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; awesome, but at least not bad tasting. hurr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there`s still some left even though its monday cos its a tad too dense. so one portion is quite small. but i swear i`m improving. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james' birthday all the way at changi! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy 21st James!&lt;/span&gt; (even though you won`t see this. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of food, yummy cereal fish and massive amounts of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;which i indulged in, more so on the alcohol. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which of course resulted in &lt;s&gt;alcohol poisoning!&lt;/s&gt; me getting drunk. badly. and unglamly. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m so sorry! i really didn`t mean to drink that much! i didn`t even think it was much. i mean, it was almost all baileys only right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the ones who took care of me. including michelle who sobers up instantly when she sees a friend drunk. HAHAHA.  and shep whom i puked abit on, (SORRY!) who held my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i won`t get drunk again. totally sucks. and i`m sorry for being a bother! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, the "club" was fun and actually seemed a bit like a real one. maybe cos i was drunk. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since it was in donkey far changi, i am super grateful that halim was there and agreed to send me back to the west. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home my brother was just leaving for school and i asked him if i stank of puke. he just said "are you in a nirvana mood? smells like teen spirit." in my tired and still slightly intoxicated state, i didn`t get it. but after a bath and 9 hours of sleep,  i finally understand that what he meant was that the alcohol smell on me was damn strong. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today, &lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;, our new beds arrived! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bloody hell, they are huge. me and brothers each have a super single bed annd shit manzxz. its massive. i would take a pic of it but i`m in the midst of packing my room and its very messy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i`m excited to go to bed to test it out. heh. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3282242355563989765?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3282242355563989765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3282242355563989765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3282242355563989765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3282242355563989765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/whee.html' title='sober'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5244390843106232072</id><published>2008-03-31T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:22:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgg</title><content type='html'>i just answered the house phone and it was my ex maid (who cooks wonderful curry mee and other food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she`s calling from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what! and i was talking to her and she was telling me how much she misses singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she`s in germany! and she went to switzerland with her employers for holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh. i also wannnttttt! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanderlust.&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/25006625-5244390843106232072?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5244390843106232072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5244390843106232072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5244390843106232072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5244390843106232072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/omgg.html' title='omgg'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7654122282185034260</id><published>2008-03-29T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:18:23.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patterns!</title><content type='html'>okay, so i just updated yesterday but didn`t update anything about yesterday. so smart right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, me and mich woke up at like, 4 pm yesterday. haha! headed down to town for her brows appointment which somehow got cancelled. so we were in town for no reason, with nothing to do. :/ we could`ve slept some more! heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to get my brush since my gel eyeliner should be in the mail anytime now. (: walked aimlessly and somehow arrived at mos burger. had awesome strawberry milkshake (mine) and milk tea with 5 packets of milk (mich`s) while talking about nonsense stuff and remininscing about poly life as though we graduated damn long alr. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went over to far east in case we felt the craving for shilin chicken.&lt;br /&gt;and there we shopped! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this pair of cute blue shoes with a lovely pattern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 475px; height: 356px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/29b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also got a reddish patterned dress (w/o sleeves omg. :/) which is in the wash alr, so no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich also ended up getting shoes and a dress. so matchy matchy right? (: even better, they were patterned as well! her shoes had small polka dots (which she didn`t realise and remembered as checkered, :/) and her dress is a blue retro-ish dotted dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome buys yesterday. (: mich was especially glad to have gotten an outfit for next week`s partying. heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually, the only reason why i remembered that i didn`t blog about our great purchases is cos i just took out the pair of shoes and slipped them on my feet since they`re so cute, and damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shoes shrunk! or maybe my feet grew bigger in a day. gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear they fitted fine in the shop! so ridiculous, i tell you! i think i need to bring it back for enlargement or something. rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. and oh, because we were busy shopping, shilin closed by the time we decided to eat. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7654122282185034260?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7654122282185034260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7654122282185034260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7654122282185034260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7654122282185034260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/patterns.html' title='patterns!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3367919418588819473</id><published>2008-03-28T05:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T06:56:20.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubbingg.</title><content type='html'>so these are the pics from last week where we went &lt;s&gt;clubbing&lt;/s&gt; partying at mos and zouk. (:&lt;br /&gt;(it somehow sounds nicer to say that we went partying instead of clubbing. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ladies at swissotel merchant court. such a nice place yes? can make use of the big mirror that allows us to check how we look and a ledge to place the phone for timer mode. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/20j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the awesome fabulous gorgeous pinky ladies room in mos. so great really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired, of the music/of dancing/of the dark and there`s a big bright room to go to. :D now, if only they had sofas as well. heh. or at least some chairs. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to resort to sitting on some ledge in front of the mirror. which doesn`t feel very stable, as though the whole big ledge would come crashing down. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mos was pretty alright, better than the last time we went. but zouk is still the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thankfully everything righted itself. hopefully it stays right. stay happy, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zouked on wednesday with mich, hummy and jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27a-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! this is jasmine pretending to be a pimp. took about 5 unsuccessful shots (because hummy was laughing too much) before this came out so perfect. she kinda has that smug look of a pimp. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27b-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 306px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27e-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 410px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were taken in zouk. mambo jambo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this last photo, of michelle. looks so clubbing + paparazzi. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 271px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/27g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, yesterday was fun. (: phuture next wednesday again? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish: less insecure and sensitive. more faith and belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i don`t like how i doubt myself.&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/25006625-3367919418588819473?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3367919418588819473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3367919418588819473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3367919418588819473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3367919418588819473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/clubbingg.html' title='clubbingg.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4260931540428228419</id><published>2008-03-26T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:42:34.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming.</title><content type='html'>because i have been bumming around at home doing nothing for the past week or so, i have decided that i should start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence the newly revamped blogskin and, ! a new entry! with, !! pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also partly because i got a new phone. :D which i dropped in less then a week and now has a really badly dented corner and scratches on the front. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just before typing all this, i had a case of the munchies. and everyone know that the king of all munchies is Tim Tams! (which my mum just bought and is probably is the cause of the munchies anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, at 3am in the morning, i padded to the kitchen and made myself a cup of ovaltine. (i would`ve gotten milo but there wasn`t any, and sometimes milo makes my tummy hurt so ovaltine`s good) i rummaged through the cupboards searching for the Tim Tams, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; packets! of different flavours!&lt;br /&gt;the normal chocolate one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the double coat one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of each! can`t resist! timtam slam time! you know what that is right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take one tim tam and bite one corner away, then bite the diagonally opposite one off too, to make a sort of straw. use that straw to drink your hot drink, milo/ovaltine/horlicks/coffee/tea, and once you taste the liquid, pop the whole tim tam into your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oosh! the warm chocolate melts and disintegrates in your mouth and it seriously way tooo sinful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/25a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/25b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate three in like, less than a minute. HAHA! and i couldn`t bring myself to indulge on another one so that`s left for tmr`s snack time maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on to the entry. meetup last wed with my lovelies. :D&lt;br /&gt;went to breeks since then have vegetarian food as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verdict: not bad! the food were all pretty yummy and apparently the waiter is cute too. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to arena for free lychee martinis as well. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/190308copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. ermm, took too long photoshopping the photos so this post got delayed. everthing was typed last night. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off to get ready for zouk! yay! mambo jambo + phuture! hope i reach in time for tickets. zomg, phuture tickets have been selling out really early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, check out my bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/25c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bright! such a happy bed to snuggle up in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gonna be late soon. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4260931540428228419?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4260931540428228419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4260931540428228419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4260931540428228419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4260931540428228419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/bumming.html' title='bumming.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8441823058318971200</id><published>2008-02-24T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:09:58.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end.</title><content type='html'>3 days till the last paper, till the end of poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. bloody bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and haven`t been studying either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a great idea ding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8441823058318971200?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8441823058318971200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8441823058318971200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8441823058318971200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8441823058318971200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/end.html' title='the end.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6740054154023634154</id><published>2008-02-06T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:46:42.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish; for me.</title><content type='html'>don`t look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take flight;&lt;br /&gt;105 mph;&lt;br /&gt;soar as high as your wings can take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don`t look down either;&lt;br /&gt;your fear of height will cripple you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your fear will strangle you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6740054154023634154?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6740054154023634154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6740054154023634154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6740054154023634154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6740054154023634154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wish.html' title='my wish; for me.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7333169890632736491</id><published>2008-02-06T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T05:50:33.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mess.</title><content type='html'>its like a drug that you`ve weaned off but want to go back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;but you`ve lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a heart of stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;zip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7333169890632736491?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7333169890632736491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7333169890632736491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7333169890632736491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7333169890632736491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/mess.html' title='mess.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7146171202539532824</id><published>2008-01-24T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:28:37.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smartass.</title><content type='html'>ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to my brother the smartass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v182/66/44/615708023/n615708023_274943_9486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v182/66/44/615708023/n615708023_274943_9486.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this nerdy looking goon  got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 As &lt;/span&gt;for his o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 points&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise the lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don`t ask me why he`s so smart and i turned out like that. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he looks better real life even though that`s his favourite photo. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7146171202539532824?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7146171202539532824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7146171202539532824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7146171202539532824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7146171202539532824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/smartass.html' title='smartass.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5829326117283441920</id><published>2008-01-11T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T05:38:20.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead.</title><content type='html'>from the inactive stagnance that is my blog, i think its apparent that i did not photoshop the awesome photos from tsehwee`s 19th. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ding = lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this blog is dying and i`m thinking of deleting it. like what michelle did. a whole new layout with a first entry and then delete. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! the only thing that i wanted to blog was this awesome joke i read on someone`s blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A black guy gets up to heaven and God puts wings on him. He asks, 'So God, does this make me an angel?' And God responds, 'Hell nah, boy, &lt;strong&gt;you's a bat&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAA! oh my hat. i don`t know why, but i think its so damn funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5829326117283441920?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5829326117283441920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5829326117283441920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5829326117283441920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5829326117283441920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/dead.html' title='dead.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6537016516251635700</id><published>2007-12-26T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:10:51.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick one</title><content type='html'>okay, quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;19TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BELOVED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;YEETSEHWEE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i NEED to start photoshopping soon, with the 171 photos taken on tsehwee`s birthday. EVERYONE else updated alr!! AHHHHHHHH. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a yummy dinner at home on christmas eve and was late for the countdown at mich`s house. :/ no, didn`t countdown with the taxi driver. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unexepected change of plans and back to my house it was. nuah-ed the WHOLE christmas away. HAHAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbing at arena later! i hope the bloody live band thing is not there again. go away the remix, i don`t like you. and dj please play better songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! off to do my brows which i have postponed for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6537016516251635700?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6537016516251635700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6537016516251635700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6537016516251635700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6537016516251635700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/quick-one.html' title='quick one'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6404201959463369452</id><published>2007-12-21T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:37:08.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 4 days to christmas! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just set up the christmas tree. heh. its been i think 7 years since we put up the tree and we really had to diggggg before we could find all the parts. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my tree is pretty with the weird fiber optic light thing which i don`t quite like, old school decorations from more than 10 years ago and pine cones which i just found out don`t grow upright but kinda upside down. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, busy busy! towning with mich and hummy yest, which wasn`t really successful although mich did  get her sexy heels in the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugis with nez and kelly today. very accomplished! :D very tired also. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be busy tmr and the day after too but i need to do my brows!! unkempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, rubbish update and been a long while since i had a nice update with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i`m sure there`ll be pics tmr. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6404201959463369452?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6404201959463369452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6404201959463369452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6404201959463369452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6404201959463369452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-4-days-to-christmas-and-we-just-set.html' title=''/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1996088633859576389</id><published>2007-12-08T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:52:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick duck.</title><content type='html'>*sniffle sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SNEEEEEZE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough COUGH cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffle sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH x 10*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrrrr. bloody hell. I AM A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SICK DUCK!&lt;/span&gt; )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick for 5(FIVE) days alr?! oh nossssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for the first time yesterday since school started, heh, and after that spent the whole day trying to cure my flu/cough/cold by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pei pa kao, vicks vapodrops lozenges (butter menthol flavour, weird. :/), woods lozenges, bloody disgusting tasting 24 herbs chinese tea, manuka honey (: , plain porridge for dinner (which i cheated on cos i added soya sauce and sesame oil, heh. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; a little!) and early rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today? COUGH COUGH COUGH! rarrr! so angry ahh! i`m supposed to go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;partying&lt;/span&gt; tonight hor! why you cough cough cough? why????? ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, i think i have decided on what to wear later. (: i really cannot wear that almost skin tone dress laaa. it is pretty but the colour is.... mehh. so i`m gonna wear this colourful prettiful dress. :D yayyy! that is, IF i`m still going laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! woe is me! ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off to go eat febs and somemore lozenges in hope that i`ll be well by this evening. (: they don`t have laxative effects do they? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. okay, scratch that. i can`t pull of the colourful dress. bahh. dreary dress it is then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-1996088633859576389?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1996088633859576389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1996088633859576389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1996088633859576389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1996088633859576389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/sick-duck.html' title='sick duck.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5015028282694139473</id><published>2007-11-26T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T18:34:49.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/11/07</title><content type='html'>its been ages since the last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;things that happened:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6/11 daz meet up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down after work, watched stardust. awesome show, awesome time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/11 dinner at sua`s recommendation, Veri Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. siao, the name is damn funny. :D and no, the food wasn`t very good. :/&lt;br /&gt;waited ten thousand years for the food to come.&lt;br /&gt;self entertained with our newly learned hokkien proficiency. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11/11 kelly fish's 19th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: i haven`t finished giving you your presents. can combine with christmas? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17/11 dinner at aston`s + spiderweb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most horrible visit to astons to date. was late but they alr ordered, waited an hour in total. checked and found out they lost our order (on the floor). still had to wait about 15 mins for our food. got a medium-rare steak instead of rare. told them about it, and they changed it. to a bloody RAW piece of meat! gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/11 dinner at inez's recommendation, Recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great place to chill, yucky wine, delicious pizza. (:&lt;br /&gt;treacherous journey, long flight of stairs. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24/11 my first clubbing experience. st james.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, eh don`t laugh. i am not suaku lor. it was crazy but oh so fun!&lt;br /&gt;scandals, touchy touchy, barcardi, vodka, sex on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go for the swiss open house with e2'04 but erm, clash of timings and all! poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25/11 brunch &lt;s&gt;in bed&lt;/s&gt; on mattresses at 4pm with mich and jas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy Rocky`s pizza which we couldn`t finish because someone force-fed us biscuits. heh. much hiding behind the pillow for that someone because of something. ;)&lt;br /&gt;driving for more than an hour, sos call for help and many u-turns before picking gynn up for dinner at changi village. *faints.&lt;br /&gt;many many aches on shoulders, back, waist, knees, calves and butt. :/ and weirdly, my neck too. am not old hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26/11 skipped work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 3rd and final mc. slept till 330. madness i know. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;things happening soon:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27/11 paycheck pls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody measly $418. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/28/11 clubbing. powerhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies night with daz lovelies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30/11 end of sip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my hat, finally!&lt;br /&gt;bbq at gerard`s place. yay, pretty house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2/12 churching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello sam! lets go church again after like, TWO whole months or something. heh. i promised bok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/12 start school, sem 3.2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL SAME CLASS! woo! erm, with a couple of exceptions laa. HAHAHA. :D both of you know i still love you righttt? heh heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8/12 clubbing. the arena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free entry + freeflow drinks. :D no, i`m not a clubber. am a good girl. really.&lt;br /&gt;hummy can i have you as my dance partner? (((:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to sleep. work tmr. FOUR MORE DAYS ONLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. oh my hat. my dearest daz wants to go clubbing on wednesday. ladies night woo! HAHA. i think i might die the next day. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and somewhere along the way, my eyes finally opened and i finally accepted it and let it go. but surely that &lt;s&gt;agony/confusion/mess&lt;/s&gt; was better than this emptiness?&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/25006625-5015028282694139473?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5015028282694139473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5015028282694139473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5015028282694139473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5015028282694139473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/261107.html' title='26/11/07'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8059253815525331888</id><published>2007-11-05T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:05:50.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th of November</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Who? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici."&lt;br /&gt;"By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe."  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://steveisaacs.com/images/blog/06_03_vendetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://steveisaacs.com/images/blog/06_03_vendetta.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8059253815525331888?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8059253815525331888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8059253815525331888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8059253815525331888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8059253815525331888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/5th-of-november.html' title='5th of November'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6383586911607887272</id><published>2007-11-05T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:37:03.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balancing act</title><content type='html'>right now it seems like&lt;br /&gt;i have to balance on this&lt;br /&gt;thin taut wire so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above the ground;&lt;br /&gt;much care has to be taken&lt;br /&gt;to avoid falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.atypyk.com/products/prodimages/patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.atypyk.com/products/prodimages/patch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;18(-1) days more.&lt;br /&gt;am sick being here. in both senses of the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6383586911607887272?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6383586911607887272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6383586911607887272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6383586911607887272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6383586911607887272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/balancing-act.html' title='balancing act'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6301134351838879128</id><published>2007-10-26T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:46:19.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its amazing how the littlest things can make you happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how five seconds can be worth more than 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;how the absence of a smile can bring your whole week down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should not be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picking myself &lt;s&gt;apart&lt;/s&gt; up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6301134351838879128?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6301134351838879128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6301134351838879128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6301134351838879128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6301134351838879128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-like-this.html' title='not like this.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5917250531804972026</id><published>2007-10-24T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:47:53.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aimless</title><content type='html'>rarrr! no flip flops. still have to pay split cost of the international calls. bahh. if i knew earlier i would`ve joined another spree for them pls. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should listen to the advice i give myself every morning and go home after work. i am seriously so lethargic everyday. always late for work, come to office sit down and feel like sleeping, and i think i`ve been having alot of careless mistakes in my work. and i can`t seem to remember what the lawyer asks me to do like, 15 mins after he tells me. huh. my brains seems foggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go home to sleep today. but that`s what i say everyday. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! i found a pretty girl's blog. yay.&lt;br /&gt;usa, hk, singapore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sip pls be over soon. i`m bored sick of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, i do realise that this is such an aimless and meaningless post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5917250531804972026?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5917250531804972026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5917250531804972026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5917250531804972026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5917250531804972026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/gahhh.html' title='aimless'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6777194760678458786</id><published>2007-10-22T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:07:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;it should be quite&lt;br /&gt;obvious&lt;br /&gt;apparent&lt;br /&gt;inyourface&lt;br /&gt;alr.&lt;br /&gt;things don`t have to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it stares right back.&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/25006625-6777194760678458786?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6777194760678458786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6777194760678458786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6777194760678458786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6777194760678458786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay.html' title='okay'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-986370275088771996</id><published>2007-10-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:26:06.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don`t like sip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for many reasons; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;more than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don`t like the way things are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;without it; it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; have been different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs9/f/2006/342/3/f/je_t__aime_by_sirento.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but that`s the way it is and who am i to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;its not like any of us wants it this way ... right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hope.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don`t know how i feel about&lt;br /&gt;these new things&lt;br /&gt;i find out about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-986370275088771996?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/986370275088771996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=986370275088771996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/986370275088771996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/986370275088771996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-like-sip.html' title='10/10'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8619944325324764469</id><published>2007-09-23T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:45:13.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/09/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110907-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. these are way way way overdue. like, 12 days late. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cos of sip laaa! workworkwork, then no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks loves for that day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 5(+2) years, and i hope it goes on till forever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/110991copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, workworkwerk has been boring. sip end quickly pls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i must mention that i`m proud of myself for the layout done on jasmine`s blog. yay ding. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8619944325324764469?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8619944325324764469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8619944325324764469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8619944325324764469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8619944325324764469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/110907.html' title='11/09/07'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3353021219122263833</id><published>2007-09-11T04:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:44:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/100907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/100907-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/100907-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/100907-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/100907-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAZIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for celebrating my birthday. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i was super surprised when you all (jas, hummy and mich) came to my house. cos none of you actually know where i stay and you all are scheming cos you roped in my brother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; my mum against me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and feel honoured k? no one (except the family) has seen me in towel alone. zomg. you people are crazy. i feel exposed. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the presents. love it but love you all more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can`t imagine what 3rd year would be like without you all. really love much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, thanks for not sabo-ing me. :D teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sip soon. meet up every week hor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq this friday, play bubbles k? :D you all will use the blow one, while i have the battery operated one. HAHAHA. and also play mustaches k? hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that we are crazy. :D&lt;br /&gt;miss you all even though sip hasn`t even started. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is 4+ am and i have meeting with my darlings at 10. ahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3353021219122263833?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3353021219122263833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3353021219122263833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3353021219122263833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3353021219122263833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/19th-birthday.html' title='19th birthday.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7794893137441372814</id><published>2007-09-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:50:16.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apologies.</title><content type='html'>i apologise for my horrible mood today, that had no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;and for walking out halfway.&lt;br /&gt;truly i am sorry. ):&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;but i`m okay alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Cos if I died tonight&lt;br /&gt;Would you still hold my hand, no&lt;br /&gt;Would you understand&lt;br /&gt;And if i lied in spite&lt;br /&gt;Would you still be here, no&lt;br /&gt;Would you disappear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i need to stand on my own. but i need someone to ground me as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;would you watch me die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/il_fullxfull.10620659.jpg" height="420" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;don`t let go. please.&lt;/span&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/25006625-7794893137441372814?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7794893137441372814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7794893137441372814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7794893137441372814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7794893137441372814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/apologies.html' title='apologies.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4608255098278578924</id><published>2007-09-02T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:51:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RtqtcHQDGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/8s9FSRStH0E/s1600-h/0018983.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RtqtcHQDGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/8s9FSRStH0E/s400/0018983.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105583826072181522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its difficult.&lt;br /&gt;difficult to understand what is A and what is C.&lt;br /&gt;difficult to understand why B is not the constant state, but D.&lt;br /&gt;difficult to to change G to A. or even just C. or to even know how.&lt;br /&gt;difficult to even understand yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;无所适从。):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the tables turn so fast sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to be 无忧无虑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4608255098278578924?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4608255098278578924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4608255098278578924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4608255098278578924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4608255098278578924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes.html' title='sometimes.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RtqtcHQDGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/8s9FSRStH0E/s72-c/0018983.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-995140014125779864</id><published>2007-08-30T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T03:42:21.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/quirkyjunk/082-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one day i`ll fly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-995140014125779864?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/995140014125779864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=995140014125779864' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/995140014125779864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/995140014125779864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-day-ill-fly-away.html' title=''/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3208086241304762214</id><published>2007-08-26T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T05:50:05.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><content type='html'>only one day left to exams and i &lt;s&gt;haven`t studied&lt;/s&gt; have only flipped through lectures 1-5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can do anything and everything except study. hence the previous 2 posts. blogging, looking at literary quotes and lame jokes. anything to avoid studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today?&lt;br /&gt;cravingggggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shbates.com/images/food1b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.timeinc.net/cooking/images/2001/0105p182_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/54/39/23043954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/images/beautyshots/r34592fp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg the pictures. drooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can`t find pictures of the smaller ones ala icecube. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE CUBE CHEESE STICKS PLSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, shall move my ass and go study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3208086241304762214?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3208086241304762214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3208086241304762214' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3208086241304762214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3208086241304762214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3509651059759956580</id><published>2007-08-24T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:25:03.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/barbeque.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/baby.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/sunglasses.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/hasaring.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/tough.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3509651059759956580?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3509651059759956580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3509651059759956580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3509651059759956580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3509651059759956580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='teehee!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1812392392418923798</id><published>2007-08-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T02:21:10.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, ... , except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had the time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- What The?, pg 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York was in heavy boots. And when something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; terrible happened - like a nuclear bomb, or at least a biological weapons attack - an extremely loud siren would go off, telling everyone to get to Central Park to put sandbags around the reservoir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Googoplex, pg 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No matter how much I feel, I'm not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I'm gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I'll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I'm not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn't help anything. It just makes everyone's life worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Happiness, Happiness, pg 203&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratchy throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"because that is the nature of love, because one walks alone                           &lt;br /&gt;through the ruins of the heart, because the young must sleep                           &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;with their eyes open, because the angels tremble                           &lt;br /&gt;from so much beauty, because memory moves in orbits                           &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain,                           &lt;br /&gt;and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself."&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/25006625-1812392392418923798?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1812392392418923798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1812392392418923798' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1812392392418923798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1812392392418923798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/quote.html' title='quote.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8613846273058933943</id><published>2007-08-17T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:30:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; be able to accept it. i know i will. even if it kills me along the way, i`ll get through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;help me Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;go ahead, be happy. i want that for you, more than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i never meant it when i said "my opinion matters." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it should be enough, just to see you happy.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;---&lt;br /&gt;and it has begun, one by one. i need something to hold on to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy. ):&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/25006625-8613846273058933943?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8613846273058933943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8613846273058933943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8613846273058933943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8613846273058933943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-must.html' title='i must.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7038816542305952477</id><published>2007-08-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T02:46:54.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated.</title><content type='html'>i am not happy.&lt;br /&gt;and i am not happy that i`m not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;i think that you should be less selfish cos its not like you don`t have anyone else. but then, if i say that, i should tell myself to be less selfish, in order to not have double standard. and since i don`t think i can do that, i shouldn`t expect that from you.&lt;br /&gt;i think i`m a selfish person. but with nothing to be selfish about anymore. bloody pathetic. don`t like being a loser. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i`m stupidly naive. ommission of facts that you knew would lead me to believe something else is very close to a lie in my opinion. i hate being lied to cos it makes me seem fucking stupid. i hate lies but no, i`m not angry.&lt;br /&gt;damn frustrated. just accept it. can it be so damned difficult? damn it, ding.&lt;br /&gt;need to learn how to let go. must be able to let go before you decide to let go of me. when, not if.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7038816542305952477?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7038816542305952477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7038816542305952477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7038816542305952477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7038816542305952477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/frustrated.html' title='frustrated.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3960411564570925575</id><published>2007-08-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T03:16:52.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovelies. (:</title><content type='html'>today was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;spent with my lovelies. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes tsehwee, you are super efficient. all the photos in the album alr. i am very impressed. heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/14-08-07_1340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/14-08-07_1344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late. opps. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/14-08-07_1747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo! hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group pics i love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC08615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step step step step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC01967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/DSC01964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. with jay chou. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, went to cck park. got freaked out by this. here`s your 15 seconds of fame, slug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went abit mad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/140807025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strong ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/140807024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh not strong enough. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/14-08-07_2059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all strong! except tsehwee. hahaha! lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/14-08-07_2114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 321px;" 320px="" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa135/dlovelies/090707037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;love you all much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda miss the times where i used to painstakingly photoshop everything so beautifully. am too lazy now. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"hey lloyd, i`m ready to be heart broken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;你不爱我　是我舍不得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;是我不配　为你在狼狈      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;你不爱我　你真的不爱我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;尽力而为我拼命给也是浪费"&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/25006625-3960411564570925575?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3960411564570925575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3960411564570925575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3960411564570925575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3960411564570925575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-lovelies.html' title='my lovelies. (:'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2054717992614231817</id><published>2007-08-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:46:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop.</title><content type='html'>oh stop it, ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;stop thinking so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt; you know how its like.&lt;br /&gt;it already happened. deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que sera sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever will be will be. so  just let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2054717992614231817?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2054717992614231817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2054717992614231817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2054717992614231817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2054717992614231817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/stop.html' title='stop.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2745131583346631850</id><published>2007-08-08T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:30:54.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temperment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 300px; height: 300px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.&lt;br /&gt;While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.&lt;br /&gt;You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it weirds me out when i do rubbish stuff like this and some things come out true.&lt;br /&gt;the last line especially. oh my hat. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phlegmatic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"cool, calm, self-possessed," and in a more pejorative sense, "cold, dull, apathetic,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2745131583346631850?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2745131583346631850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2745131583346631850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2745131583346631850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2745131583346631850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/temperment.html' title='temperment.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1268504367336231009</id><published>2007-08-08T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T02:07:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:70%;" &gt;reading it through&lt;br /&gt;it seems trivial and petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to explain it&lt;br /&gt;it would sound ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but those are what i felt&lt;br /&gt;no matter how &lt;s&gt;selfish&lt;/s&gt; stupid it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do realise that&lt;br /&gt;i can`t just say all that.&lt;br /&gt;i`m not perfect either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn`t say that&lt;br /&gt;when maybe i`m to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take back my words&lt;br /&gt;no need for worry or guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know that i treasure you&lt;br /&gt;and love you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you(s) for loving me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-1268504367336231009?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1268504367336231009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1268504367336231009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1268504367336231009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1268504367336231009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/reflections.html' title='reflections.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8088974361455001451</id><published>2007-08-02T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T03:37:33.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>game.</title><content type='html'>okay nez... here`s the thingy. even though we`ve both done it before remember?! gahhhh. you just want to torture me by making me think of ten things right? pooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of the game starts off with ten&lt;br /&gt;weird things or habits or known facts abt&lt;br /&gt;yourself. People who get tagged must write&lt;br /&gt;it in a blog of their own ten weird things or&lt;br /&gt;habits or little known facts as well as state&lt;br /&gt;this rule clearly. At the end you must choose&lt;br /&gt;6 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;No tag backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i want to be a travelling gypsy. :D i want to go everywhere and anywhere. as long as it is quite civilised, like with toilets and stuff. heh. not really interested to go to snake infested jungles and all. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my room is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a mess. actually, just my sofabed and my desk. but still, its so damned messy that its messy enough for the whole room. and i haven`t cleaned it for like, ten thousand years. its an embarrasment. gahh. so i don`t let people come to my house. heh. except inez cos she doesn`t care and i`m thick-skinned around her. (which means i am normally thin-skinned. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i get irritated by people not using "your" and "you`re" correctly. but its become such a norm that sometimes i don`t even notice anymore. ): and i think i can be quite fussy when it comes to grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i broke my nail on the fourth finger a few days ago. and it broke at the pinkish part so i couldn`t just cut it away right? so i just left it there to protect the flesh or whatever. and now, the nail is growing for where it broke off. so i sort of have two layers of nail. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i have never clubbed. hahaha. sounds quite suaku but i don`t care cos hummy also. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i am currently in my longest period of singlehood. (excluding ages 0-11) its been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; years. and somehow, i don`t think its gonna end soon. is it weird that i haven`t been attracted to any guy for serious? whatev, not my fault. all i see are pretty girls. handsome guys are extinct? poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i am loud but i don`t talk well, which is why i don`t talk alot. (really. don`t laugh.) but i can listen well. i think? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i don`t like when the toilet paper rolls from under and not above. and toilet paper should have dotted lines for you to tear from. i hate it when don`t have and i will try my best to tear in a straight line. and i fold neatly, not scrunch. and oh! my toilet has blue water now. HAHA! and i think this is too much info on toilets. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i am bored of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i am lazy to tag and this is so hard to finish that i won`t pass it on. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8088974361455001451?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8088974361455001451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8088974361455001451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8088974361455001451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8088974361455001451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/game.html' title='game.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2496428826134467488</id><published>2007-07-27T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T19:15:51.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOT&gt;</title><content type='html'>paranoia, &lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;paranoia,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;paranoia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="huge"&gt;"A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;and what is it that i want? more information? or just more openness? it just basically sucks when you feel that you don`t know stuff cos people don`t &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; you enough to tell you. even when you ask. trust that you thought was there maybe? &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/25006625-2496428826134467488?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2496428826134467488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2496428826134467488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2496428826134467488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2496428826134467488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/poot.html' title='POOT&gt;'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2691428088555784466</id><published>2007-07-25T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T03:48:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ze shitz</title><content type='html'>it is ze shitzz when you get all emo and down and mood swingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when you`re with crazies. like, wazzzupp mansss. with crazies still can be down? what rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ding/dan (dean? haha!) does not want to be an emo-poke like a certain someone. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is also ze shitzz when you talk philosophical then realise that you know shit about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:50;" &gt;ZE SHITZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cpa test tmr. 2 more chaps. i am not studying. it is quite late. think i cannot make it for lecture. why does stupid nokia phone only have one alram timing? i miss my sony ericsson only cos it has multiple alarms. i hope i am not being dumb by saying this. maybe nokia have but i`m just too retarded to find out. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thin&lt;/span&gt; i don`t care. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps. i think i sound quite high huhh? need sleep. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps. no, not down anymore. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;erratic much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2691428088555784466?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2691428088555784466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2691428088555784466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2691428088555784466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2691428088555784466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/ze-shitz.html' title='ze shitz'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7390955319006629632</id><published>2007-07-17T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:06:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sua is so weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhH0j0mSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Qxt4pYfIThY/s1600-h/090707010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhH0j0mSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Qxt4pYfIThY/s400/090707010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088189203506043170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhIEj0mTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Zm0I2Yfb5RI/s1600-h/090707013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhIEj0mTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Zm0I2Yfb5RI/s400/090707013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088189207801010482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhIUj0mVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4gLrBXdBSFQ/s1600-h/090707014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhIUj0mVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4gLrBXdBSFQ/s400/090707014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088189212095977810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmPkj0mXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SLy4DfoyQ-8/s1600-h/090707019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmPkj0mXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SLy4DfoyQ-8/s400/090707019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088194834208168306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmPkj0mYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t5dHhGg9Nzc/s1600-h/090707021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmPkj0mYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t5dHhGg9Nzc/s400/090707021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088194834208168322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmP0j0mZI/AAAAAAAAALE/yfI1Xo_C6zs/s1600-h/090707020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmP0j0mZI/AAAAAAAAALE/yfI1Xo_C6zs/s400/090707020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088194838503135634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmQEj0maI/AAAAAAAAALM/oKkKqcOihzw/s1600-h/090707016+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzmQEj0maI/AAAAAAAAALM/oKkKqcOihzw/s400/090707016+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088194842798102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;errrmmm. that is my friend wong xueting.&lt;br /&gt;this is what we do when we get bored.&lt;br /&gt;i am truly amazed at the ugly photos of sua. HAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping at bugis with nez today.&lt;br /&gt;uhmmm. i think i`ve forgotten how to shop.&lt;br /&gt;regret buying everything ahhh. poot. waste money only.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i wish we could just sit there and talk like there`s no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my heart feels so heavy. not sad, but not happy either.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know what to think. don`t know how to feel.&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/25006625-7390955319006629632?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7390955319006629632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7390955319006629632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7390955319006629632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7390955319006629632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/sua-is-so-weird.html' title='sua is so weird.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpzhH0j0mSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Qxt4pYfIThY/s72-c/090707010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-701362379977730868</id><published>2007-07-07T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:34:33.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloody hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why can`t you let me know when you`re coming and be on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and bloody hell leave me in peace till your next visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahh. i bloody hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its ruining my day(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn, it hurts so bad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-701362379977730868?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/701362379977730868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=701362379977730868' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/701362379977730868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/701362379977730868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/gahhh.html' title='gahhh.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-125070960675167869</id><published>2007-07-06T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:16:15.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ebay for kelly. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro23crQwDyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ro8QCVtXrMo/s1600-h/130607027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro23crQwDyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ro8QCVtXrMo/s400/130607027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083921257648361250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22OrQwDsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cPx098ZI1t4/s1600-h/130607013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22OrQwDsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cPx098ZI1t4/s400/130607013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083919917618564802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22O7QwDtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/I_b6RqNock0/s1600-h/130607016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22O7QwDtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/I_b6RqNock0/s400/130607016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083919921913532114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22O7QwDuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2SOwqCISK4A/s1600-h/130607021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22O7QwDuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2SOwqCISK4A/s400/130607021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083919921913532130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22PLQwDvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2uxPcgRzSIU/s1600-h/130607022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22PLQwDvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2uxPcgRzSIU/s400/130607022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083919926208499442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22PbQwDwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZbCcAecTg1A/s1600-h/130607023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro22PbQwDwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZbCcAecTg1A/s400/130607023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083919930503466754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro23cbQwDxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5iZhMHQpILw/s1600-h/130607015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro23cbQwDxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5iZhMHQpILw/s400/130607015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083921253353393938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;phototaking love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro27v7QwD0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q2p_GDy_ZCM/s1600-h/130607017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro27v7QwD0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q2p_GDy_ZCM/s400/130607017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083925986407354178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpENlrQwD1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/gzIf_RdxvU4/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RpENlrQwD1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/gzIf_RdxvU4/s400/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084860395197304658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inez looking like she`s possessed. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired nowadays. skipped school. skip skip skip. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of trying to make sense of what`s going on in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-125070960675167869?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/125070960675167869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=125070960675167869' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/125070960675167869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/125070960675167869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/phototaking-love.html' title='ebay for kelly. :D'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Ro23crQwDyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ro8QCVtXrMo/s72-c/130607027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6037061832006642396</id><published>2007-07-03T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:09:22.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection.</title><content type='html'>i watched "Notes on a Scandal" last night before returning it to kelly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"People like Sheba think they know what it is to be lonely. But of the drip, drip of the long-haul, no-end-in-sight solitude, they know nothing. What it's like to construct an entire weekend around a visit to the launderette. Or to be so chronically untouched that the accidental brush of a bus conductor's hand sends a jolt of longing straight to your groin. Of this, Sheba and her like have no clue."&lt;br /&gt;- Barbara Covett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never ever want to know how barbara felt. i don`t want my life to ever be so drab and lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; its damn scary and so sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy, i want an eventful life, one full of journeys and adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to travel the world. to travel the world in/for 80 years. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a vagabond, a nomad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RomqQbQwDrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SLLkye6JqVE/s1600-h/motorhome%2B01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RomqQbQwDrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SLLkye6JqVE/s400/motorhome%2B01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082780853636959922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6037061832006642396?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6037061832006642396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6037061832006642396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6037061832006642396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6037061832006642396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/reflection.html' title='reflection.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RomqQbQwDrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SLLkye6JqVE/s72-c/motorhome%2B01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3623098478033110080</id><published>2007-07-02T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:34:04.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more hols?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I GOT ACCEPTED BY HARIDASS HO &amp; PARTNERS FOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SIP. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i find the name damn funny. :D but anyhow, i don`t have to worry about it anymore. like that means that almost all in the group has gotten their places. except kelly neo zhong hui. tsk tsk. pls ebay, pls call, interview and accept her. or else i think no one want her. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that i am not going to post any photos with me in them cos lately, i`ve been looking horrible in photos. hopefully i don`t look as bad real life huh? boohoo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am damn lazy to blog cos i just read inez`s blog and it recaps the whole week quite nicely i think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya laa. uplate laa. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like its still the holidays, everyday is outing with the crazies. jialat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurday, went east coast for bowling and blading. (: the weather is so bloody hot nowadays, i pespired like, a whole pail i tell you. but hopefully i lost alot of weight? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, went serangoon for delicious western food and to ice cube to sit and have grow fat cos kelly kept giving us so much food. HAHA! i am in love with the cookie mudpie thing. (: and i had a little bit of baileys. i love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly was such a good host, as though it was her own shop laa! so we made a nice decorative plate for her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofs67QwDmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0IsXJTwTJVU/s1600-h/120607052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofs67QwDmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0IsXJTwTJVU/s400/120607052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082291201595412066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look, she is so &lt;s&gt;embarassed and reluctant to take photo with the plate&lt;/s&gt; happy and moved and touched by our sweet gesture. :D teehee! and chicken backside. the heart that i drew so nicely cannot really be seen. but trust me, it was the nicest part. really. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to michelle`s place for mahjong and stayover. hahaha i won abit. :D first time that we slacked in the living room. slept on the sofa. jasmine went mad. vulgaraties! tsktsk! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite early on sat, nez had to go work, we went for breakfast at ya kun. went home bathed and had an hour`s nap before meeting them again for dinner at crystal jade. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RofvgrQwDnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rYiIkP-_CoU/s1600-h/120607062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RofvgrQwDnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rYiIkP-_CoU/s400/120607062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082294049158729330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;super long queue pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RofvgrQwDoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eyR73hBYTY0/s1600-h/120607059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RofvgrQwDoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eyR73hBYTY0/s400/120607059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082294049158729346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too tired, aunties sat on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofvg7QwDpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/doO7shg-6jA/s1600-h/120607053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofvg7QwDpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/doO7shg-6jA/s400/120607053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082294053453696658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofvg7QwDqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zOK32NUqn3o/s1600-h/120607061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofvg7QwDqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zOK32NUqn3o/s400/120607061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082294053453696674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xiaolongbao i love. :D visited kelly who was sick and hot and tired. and who also lied to us cos she said that she had to wear a hat thing that was part of the uniform. but in the end? don`t have! cheater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today, went down to ice cube again. HAHAHA! and had yummy aston`s western again too. :D i love love love the fish. ((: neo seems to be very responsible at work. even when there were no customers in the shop, she was always busy doing something. couldn`t even sit down and chitchat with us? huhh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;will be going ice cube again tmr. cos that silly neo wants waffles. poot. but see if we have time laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhenlin, so sorry for your loss. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3623098478033110080?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3623098478033110080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3623098478033110080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3623098478033110080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3623098478033110080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-hols.html' title='more hols?'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rofs67QwDmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0IsXJTwTJVU/s72-c/120607052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-9119512838653175299</id><published>2007-06-26T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:31:25.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start school.</title><content type='html'>start school. bored alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with crazies yesterday. esteler again. :D took neos, finally one with all 8 of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview today. i kinda like it. i want this job pls. :D&lt;br /&gt;its in the same building as hummy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview again tmr. don`t know how to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nortonrose saw my results and haven`t called me. boo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m upset now cos i watched the last episode of criminal minds last season where they bloody hell left us hanging. rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn`t even know that season 2 came out. so i didn`t get to watch the continuation. gahhh. so annoying so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and online doesn`t even have it. !! boohoo. nvm. i shall go watch csi now. :D and i shall still watch criminal minds laa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i shall wake up in time for lecture tmr. yes i shall. (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, no. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-9119512838653175299?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/9119512838653175299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=9119512838653175299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/9119512838653175299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/9119512838653175299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/start-school_26.html' title='start school.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2539957719988465162</id><published>2007-06-24T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:09:03.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th - 23rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with daz lovelies for Ocean`s 13. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late ahh. oops. heh. but brad pitt is handsome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at some coffeeshop with very 'pai ma pi' people. HAHA! all the store owners called us 'mei nu'. hurhurr. in cantonese also have. so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh no. they were being honest yes? =X haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/180607-1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/180607-2copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/180607-3copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/180607-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mUqRT7FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WttisGz88xY/s1600-h/1806zz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mUqRT7FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WttisGz88xY/s400/1806zz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079328459874102354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love us. ((: july outing soon. (: kbox? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, hui had something on and i went to meet the crazy women. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nez, sua, mich, hum and zhenlin kboxed in the afternoon and so i went to find monsty first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVKRT7GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sdtAd79kzwg/s1600-h/120607054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVKRT7GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sdtAd79kzwg/s400/120607054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079328468464036962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ch-ch-ch-check it out. she was dj-ing. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the rest and we went to estellar for dinner. :D i love happy soda. i want happy soda now. i need to learn how to make it so that i can cheer myself up when needed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVKRT7HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/p_XvxALuUo0/s1600-h/120607056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVKRT7HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/p_XvxALuUo0/s400/120607056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079328468464036978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no ding? ): and oh! jas is covering her face with the neos we took. which were ugly. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVaRT7II/AAAAAAAAAH0/v9gVsh3RPj8/s1600-h/120607057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVaRT7II/AAAAAAAAAH0/v9gVsh3RPj8/s400/120607057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079328472759004290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all here! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;headed to mich`s place for gossip session after dinner. HAHAHA. :D talked so much so much huhhh! i think we really could have talked till the next morning. hurhurr. it was very condusive gossippy session. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVqRT7JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E4h5wu1QMUg/s1600-h/120607069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mVqRT7JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E4h5wu1QMUg/s400/120607069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079328477053971602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;indian xuetings? HAHAHA! i think we look like pratamen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1on6RT7KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/K8E_nyqTMXc/s1600-h/120607071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1on6RT7KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/K8E_nyqTMXc/s400/120607071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079330989609839778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bimbo cheerleader sua! haha! look like part of the 'iron ladies' as well. teeheehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday-Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to batu pahat. was tired. my younger brother spent more money than me on shopping. hahaha. cos there wasn`t much clothes/stuff for me to buy! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sentosa with nez, hum, zhenlin, mich, her friend serene, marcus, and alvin. (:&lt;br /&gt;cafe del mar is cool. the cute boy is cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;can i have discount since i &lt;s&gt;don`t really&lt;/s&gt; know &lt;s&gt;but know his name&lt;/s&gt; iggy, who is working there? :D no laaaa. joking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at spizza.&lt;br /&gt;"par-meh-luh."&lt;br /&gt;"its like a ball, round round."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayover at mich`s. talking till 5. a few didn`t sleep and talked all the way till morning. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast at macs. gelat of hotcakes alr. =/ pls tell me not to order that anymore. it was hard to even finish the 2nd one. me, nez and hum went back to mich`s house. played mahjong. hahahhaa. i wanna learn. :D took a nap, woke up and ordered pizza for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of interesting things happened huhh. :D alot of improvement and advancement. heh heh heh. so interesting. i like being a spectator. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no photos. all with inez. too lazy to go and take and edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about 7, bathed there and all and went of to meet the e2 people. (: raisa was supposed to come but there was alot of mess in the organizing and she thought it was cancelled. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there was only 3 girls. me, may and shurong. so sad. suelin couldn`t make it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a small bowl of oily fried rice that i shared with yilong for dinner. =/ so gross. yilong ate the rest of the plate. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got made fun of so many times. poot. ): i am not fat okay.... and neither am i heavy. roar! and oh! i forgot to smack him for raisa. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay laa, tired. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/25006625-2539957719988465162?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2539957719988465162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2539957719988465162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2539957719988465162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2539957719988465162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/18th-june.html' title='18th - 23rd'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rn1mUqRT7FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WttisGz88xY/s72-c/1806zz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8976488313824398273</id><published>2007-06-19T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T02:24:07.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-update.</title><content type='html'>okay, a little preupdate before i update about this wonderful monday that i spent with lovely daz and crazy, uhm crazies. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promised daz that i would list all the movies i have so they can borrow. (: lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;MOVIES.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;A la folie pas du tout (He loves me, he loves me not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost Famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Amelie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;American History X&lt;br /&gt;A Very Long Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Breakfast at Tiffany`s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;City of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Chocolat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Dead Poets Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Dirty Pretty Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Edward Scissorhands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empire Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Half Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Leon ( The Professional&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Matilda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maria Full of Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meet Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Memento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Requiem for a Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Se7en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Schindler`s List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy Hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;The Butterfly Effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Constant Gardener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Departed&lt;br /&gt;The Italian Job&lt;br /&gt;The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Pianist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Royal Tenenbaums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;The Shawshank Redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;The Virgin Suicides&lt;br /&gt;Trainspotting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;waaa. quite alot huh. i didn`t even realise there was so many. but there are so many more movies that i want! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; means that i like the movie alot. so its recommended. (: and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;brown &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;means that i haven`t watched it. so i may or may not lend it yet. depends on whether i wanna watch it anytime soon. but then again, almost half the list is brown. ): no time laaaa. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, that`s the list for now. (: and oh, the movies aren`t censored. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i`ve uploaded the pics into the album alr. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go pack my stuff for my pulau pantat trip tmr. will update properly when i get back. bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8976488313824398273?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8976488313824398273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8976488313824398273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8976488313824398273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8976488313824398273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/preupdate.html' title='pre-update.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3105285444472780408</id><published>2007-06-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:30:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stayover at mich`s.</title><content type='html'>stayover at michelle`s place was awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fried luncheon meat, bbq, water bombs, wet clothing + panties (HAHAHA), playground, oh ya pay ya som, bgr problems talk, mahjong, bedtalk, cup noodles, squeezing 8 people onto one bed, porn site (almost, HAHAHAHA!), love calculator, prank calls and so much laughter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, no photos. haha! too lazy to take. nez has them on her blog. cos i was very busy k... i was cooking! though not as much at kelly or jasmine laa. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only the next day didn`t have any interviews. ): then we wouldn`t be worrying about sua`s formal wear and waking up early. in the end most of them left at 6am. and the rest of us left at 11. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. another stayover next time k? :D when there aren`t any annoying interviews the next day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had work on thursday. jasmine was so nice, she came to visit me slightly before i finished work. don`t laugh at me k jasmine. poot. went to her friend`s waffle icecream coffee place over at suntec. at waffle ice cream and dripped all over the place. =/ i think its not my fault lorrr. its that the ice cream melted alr... heh. i think i shall just stick to having icecream next time. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has interview at pkwa the next day. went quite well i think and the lawyer called me after that to offer me the place. but i said that i wanted to try other interviews first so after a few hours she called back to withdraw the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, i don`t have any other interviews! =/ but i just bluffed her cos i don`t want to work there. =/ the vacancy they have is in the debt collecting dept. like, must call the debtors and negotiate with them kinda thing. aiyoo. i don`t want ahh! of course when she told me i just smile and say that its okay, but inside i`m like, "whattt... they will scold vulagrities in chinese, english and everything?!!" so yaa. shall send out more resumes. booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to visit inez at her work place after that and planned on just accompanying her for lunch. in the end? stayed till closing. wth la! i spent more than 8hrs there! if only i got paid. hurrhurr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. the main point is not all that. the main point is that my eye is kinda spoilt. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there`s this small lump thing at my bottom eyelid. pain ahhhhh. ))): its kinda better now but the lump thing is still there. =/ how ahh? what is this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`ve stayed home to let my eye rest by not wearing my contacts but tmr i`m going out! :D simple movie outing with daz, my lovelies. promise i will take photos. :D cos i think this entry is very boring with all words. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe meeting up the crazies tmr. (: for kbox? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, i`m damn annoyed now. i`m watching this drama serial that inez lent me and i am super pek chek! k, its fake dvd laa so i understand if it cannot be fast forwarded or rewinded. i don`t mind just watching it from start to end. but the disc keeps hanging on me!!! it just gets stuck and then hangs my com till i eject the disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m on the final disc now and i tell you, i have played this disc about 5 times alr. and because it cannot be fast forwarded, i have to let it play and wait till it reaches the part where it last died. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell! it just hung on me again! RARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)): its the last disc alr.. why can`t it just let me finish it in peace? boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3105285444472780408?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3105285444472780408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3105285444472780408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3105285444472780408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3105285444472780408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/stayover-at-michs.html' title='stayover at mich`s.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5510309078050378437</id><published>2007-06-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:31:17.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poot.</title><content type='html'>i`m tired.&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i think i am depressed. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;its really getting me worried. help, what about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have work tmr. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of standing. thanks ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t want to work saturday too.&lt;br /&gt;shit laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5510309078050378437?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5510309078050378437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5510309078050378437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5510309078050378437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5510309078050378437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/poot.html' title='poot.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8099296107928161520</id><published>2007-06-12T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:27:40.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/06/07</title><content type='html'>hahaha! okay! my blog`s timeline is on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, met up with nez and jas. nez hip is healed 90% alr. very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has lunch at sakae. nez`s treat. cos she got her internship position alr! so fast right?! and at such a good company too! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy, i will also get a good position at a good company! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;got a present from them. gotta bring to michelle`s house later. hahaha. i like the one that i ended up with after switching with nez. hahahhaa! :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then we went to school. jas celebrated charmaine`s birthday and smashed her with mango cake. tsktsk. in the end got slightly dirtied herself. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went KBOX. HAHAHA! i know! its all inez`s fault! she has spread the kboxing bug around! hahaha! :D but as usual, it was damn fun and it was damn high. dancing to bsb`s "everybody" and showcasing nez`s talent in "black or white". HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so crazy. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KaRT7AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/a38UlUW0yW4/s1600-h/040607043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KaRT7AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/a38UlUW0yW4/s400/040607043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059979641416706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KaRT7BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i3Hcjd2-NdM/s1600-h/040607044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KaRT7BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i3Hcjd2-NdM/s400/040607044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059979641416722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-XSOzRinX6k/s1600-h/Image%281041%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-XSOzRinX6k/s400/Image%281041%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059983936384034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6xgT340g5L0/s1600-h/Image%281050%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6xgT340g5L0/s400/Image%281050%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059983936384066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/335o8CSg2Vg/s1600-h/Image%281045%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KqRT7DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/335o8CSg2Vg/s400/Image%281045%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059983936384050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so cute right? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay okay. gotta go. i haven`t packed and i haven`t bathed. and i need to reach commonwealth in an hour`s time. !! okay bye!&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/25006625-8099296107928161520?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8099296107928161520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8099296107928161520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8099296107928161520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8099296107928161520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/110607.html' title='11/06/07'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm48KaRT7AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/a38UlUW0yW4/s72-c/040607043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7143512955964556106</id><published>2007-06-12T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:16:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy to update.</title><content type='html'>aiyaaa. i am very lazy to go through and edit and collage all the photos so i`m not going to. hahaha. i`m just gonna post a few pics laa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on thursday, went over to jasmine monsty`s place. her house is so nice! went in and it smelled like a hotel room! how cool is that? after slacking around and messing up her room, we went off to the pool room. some played pool and some played skateboard and some played cards. and we all played heart attack! hahaha! so primary school! hum and neo are both very slow and lousy! HAHAHA! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh oh! jas` house has a kbox room! HAHAHA! so fun huhh! nez already decided to burn thousands of dvds and kbox there cos no need to pay exhorbitant fees. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was time for some excercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nez and kelly battled it out in a game of badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWKRT6wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yB2j_7anZks/s1600-h/040607001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWKRT6wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yB2j_7anZks/s400/040607001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075050285900229378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inez won. but neo insists that she cheated. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWKRT6xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Z8d8HCImJf8/s1600-h/040607000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWKRT6xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Z8d8HCImJf8/s400/040607000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075050285900229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zhenlin, sua, hum and mich had a tennis doubles match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWaRT6yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cy4jVWGzCgs/s1600-h/040607007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWaRT6yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cy4jVWGzCgs/s400/040607007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075050290195196706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sua looks quite pro hor? key word being looks. HAHAHA. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWaRT6zI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hlL6CBROq5o/s1600-h/040607015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWaRT6zI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hlL6CBROq5o/s400/040607015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075050290195196722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWqRT60I/AAAAAAAAAFU/1KCFnqB2Bas/s1600-h/040607016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWqRT60I/AAAAAAAAAFU/1KCFnqB2Bas/s400/040607016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075050294490164034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;michelle looks like she`s dancing yes? teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine was skateboarding and i was phototaking. hahaha! lazy to exercise maaa. and when i finally decided to move my butt, me and inez went over to the other tennis court and that old woman decided that she could jump over the tennis net and land neatly on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she landed on her bum with a loud thud. aiyooo! she strained some muscle at the hip and scaped her elbow. tsktsktsk. pls don`t try that again k nez? thank god no bones broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, we went to the pool side to chit chat. in the end, we all got wet. hahaha. except the one who was limping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42p6RT61I/AAAAAAAAAFc/pDVSJql4P2U/s1600-h/040607022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42p6RT61I/AAAAAAAAAFc/pDVSJql4P2U/s400/040607022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075053923737529170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poolside chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT62I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_KBaXKt3j5U/s1600-h/040607024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT62I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_KBaXKt3j5U/s400/040607024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075053928032496482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;please sua, you are not a mermaid. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT63I/AAAAAAAAAFs/VI9DcNemONw/s1600-h/040607026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT63I/AAAAAAAAAFs/VI9DcNemONw/s400/040607026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075053928032496498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jas and hum trying to push michelle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT64I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XpkDy3mwzCo/s1600-h/040607033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qKRT64I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XpkDy3mwzCo/s400/040607033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075053928032496514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;michelle ran away, with sua and jas in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qaRT65I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4TZ_lUSBhZU/s1600-h/040607034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm42qaRT65I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4TZ_lUSBhZU/s400/040607034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075053932327463826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then is was zhenlin`s turn. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT68I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DAgahGE3nSo/s1600-h/040607035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT68I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DAgahGE3nSo/s400/040607035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075054533622885314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all got wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm45fqRT6_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/DlesnHGDfOM/s1600-h/SaY%2BcheEze%21%28855%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm45fqRT6_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/DlesnHGDfOM/s400/SaY%2BcheEze%21%28855%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075057046178753522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;including me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT6-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/xlReTSRshks/s1600-h/040607037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT6-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/xlReTSRshks/s400/040607037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075054533622885346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT69I/AAAAAAAAAGc/6JWqKkt0Zc8/s1600-h/040607036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NaRT69I/AAAAAAAAAGc/6JWqKkt0Zc8/s400/040607036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075054533622885330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sua, is that your 3-month old baby?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NKRT66I/AAAAAAAAAGE/nQ3ImdI3_w8/s1600-h/040607030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NKRT66I/AAAAAAAAAGE/nQ3ImdI3_w8/s400/040607030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075054529327917986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NKRT67I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ly_gCVsJUuo/s1600-h/040607032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm43NKRT67I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ly_gCVsJUuo/s400/040607032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075054529327918002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hum was wettest. hahaha! sexy huhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it was such a crazy day laa. but i love. (: we`re going jas` house again soon right? heee!&lt;br /&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/25006625-7143512955964556106?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7143512955964556106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7143512955964556106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7143512955964556106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7143512955964556106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/lazy-to-update.html' title='lazy to update.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rm4zWKRT6wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yB2j_7anZks/s72-c/040607001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3472364032375089941</id><published>2007-06-12T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:54:12.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late update.</title><content type='html'>finally updating. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we`re going to MICHELLE`s place for bbq, mahjong and stayover tmr. :D and i don`t want my pictures to all pile up so i spent 1 and a half hrs and finished editing the photos from last monday. hahaha. sounds damn slow hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, monday was C&amp;amp;P accounts test. it was shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after that we went to vivocity for dimsum! ((: at hei se hui, aka bosses, aka mafia. hahaha. :D dimsum was good! just that they didn`t have xiaolongbao nor egg tarts. wth right? but nvm, we had fun and we had tea. HAHA! we had 3 different types of tea! chrysanthemum, bitter and perfume-y. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun at the water fountains, :DDDD. and watched Pirates of the Carribbean: At World's End at like, 10pm. hahaha. movie ended at 1 and we cabbed back. nez stayed over at my place for 2 nights and we went a lil mad. nvm. on the the pictures. very tired alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/040607-1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/040607-2copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/040607-3copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/040607-4copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. (: still have pics from thursday at jas` place. kk, i will upload soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep now. feeling quite sick today. bah. its almost 3. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3472364032375089941?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3472364032375089941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3472364032375089941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3472364032375089941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3472364032375089941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/late-update.html' title='late update.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5742058739725358540</id><published>2007-06-08T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:28:20.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy.</title><content type='html'>you know what? i am very lazy to update my blog. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why? cos i have photos that i`m supposed to post when i update. but i am too lazy to post because i have to choose and edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i should update anyway without the darn photos. but on the other hand, i feel that it`ll be very wasted if i don`t use the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilemma huh? bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update tmr or something. too tired. need to do my resume. gahhh. i think i`m quite lousy. everyone`s done theirs and i don`t even know where to start. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my butt is cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5742058739725358540?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5742058739725358540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5742058739725358540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5742058739725358540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5742058739725358540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/lazy.html' title='lazy.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-746668691898211141</id><published>2007-06-03T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T13:59:24.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><content type='html'>civpro test was shit. found out that the answers for the first section was all false and i think i had 4 trues and 1 false. waaa great. whatever laa. over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, you have nothing to do with me not studying. trust me, you`re not that much an impact in my life. and i don`t mean that in a bitchy way. its just the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;went for buffet on thursday with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HUMSHING&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SUATING&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;NEZ&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was terribly late. hahaha. but they had to queue for so long that when i reached they hadn`t gotten seats yet. inez definitely got a good deal cos she ate like, 30 pieces of raw sashimi/tuna/fish. so shiok huh nez? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried some soup that was in teapot, with a prawn inside. hahaha. and also had abit of humshing`s soba, which was totally gross. =/ that weird woman chose some rose soba thing laa! it was ike having a bottle of perfume poured into my mouth. gahh. it was really quite bad, i almost couldn`t swallow it down. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for desserts, we had alot alot of stuff. haha! agar agar which was quite tasteless, yummy chocolate eclairs, chocolate with mango fillings, some weird pink white and green muahchee thing on a stick and doraemon food! hahahaha! but of course, there was icecream as well but only in vanilla and matcha flavours. so inez couldn`t have her chocolate icecream. ): don`t know what is matcha, but i ate a cup of that as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played at toys r us for abit and went to marina square and watched sua at work. (: someone said that i`m pretty. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;friday was a mad rush for mloct project. our group finished and submitted pretty much on the dot. =/ and some people`s group was quite very late. =/ almost by half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had dinner at techno with nez and jasmine monsty. nez, don`t steal monsty from me hor! :D analysed nez`s chin and found the reason why she`s chinless. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner me and monsty so very much wanted to eat paddlepop! so we went around looking for it. but all cannot find! we only found pretty shoes at pretty prices. :D hahaha. gonna but tmr. heh. so yaa, no paddlepop so we decided to settle for the 2nd best alternative, macs icecream. but shouldn`t have k! cos the icecream was like, a melting puddle. =/ poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the playground to play swings and had a open heart talk and also alot of crap. (: i love that we can talk so much for so long. and would be okay if there were periods of silence. (: then we went crazy carrying each other. can you believe those two crazies actually carried me? i`m like twice their weight la! hahaha okay maybe just one and a half laa. but still, nez carried me and swung me around and almost died trying. hahaha! madness! it was so fun and crazy. i love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;studying at zhenlin`s place! i love love love her room! the door opens and its straight up a flight of stairs. so secret passage passage way huh? aiyo i also want my room to be like that.  amazingly, we managed to study 2 out of 4 chapters. (: even though we took like 5 hours laa. but what amazed me the most was the amount of hair that gets on the floor when 7 girls are in a room. hahaha! there was hair on almost every sheet of paper on the floor. amazing i tell you. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent alot of time gossiping, hahaha, and complaining about being hungry. hahaha! zhenlin cooked potato salad for us with yummy bacon, thank you!! and then we went back to finish the 2nd chapter. everyone was quite dilligent, cos those who finished said that we had to finish chap2 before we can have dinner, except sua. she moved around the whole room the most and was the slowest. hahaha! we then went to the hawker place to tapao (how to spell?) dinner. ended up with dinner that looked anough for 12 people. hahaha. wanted paddlepop but, CANNOT FIND AGAIN. argh! what is wrong with the shops nowadays? 7-11 also don`t have! poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and had our dinner. both xuetings bought the same food. haha! and some ate cockles which smelt so bad and looked so bloody. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, zl, michelle, humshing and nez played mahjong. hahaha! so tai tai hor? tried to understand and learn but very hard ahh. decided that me, jas, sua and kelly have to learn so that we can open 2 tables next time. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so crazy, as though its already hols. (: i still need to study tonight after church. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yaa i do realise that this is a very long and wordy post. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i present, ROUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXq6QIpSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/j2ovMgWOaIs/s1600-h/220507009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXq6QIpSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/j2ovMgWOaIs/s400/220507009+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071712525075653922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXq6QIpTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rFmlrMoqCdQ/s1600-h/220507008+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXq6QIpTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rFmlrMoqCdQ/s400/220507008+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071712525075653938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;both called ting ting at home. haha! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXrKQIpUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WMTek5ufN1Y/s1600-h/220507013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXrKQIpUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WMTek5ufN1Y/s400/220507013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071712529370621250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the long walk to the food centre which actually wasn`t very long. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay! end! gotta rush for church. i am late. poot.&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/25006625-746668691898211141?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/746668691898211141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=746668691898211141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/746668691898211141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/746668691898211141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/madness.html' title='madness'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RmJXq6QIpSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/j2ovMgWOaIs/s72-c/220507009+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3167712203794903886</id><published>2007-05-30T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:18:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ughh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;oh geez. come on. you`ve gotta be kidding me right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;you sound like such a kid pls. stop whining and wake up laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate being made to feel guilty when i clearly know i have nothing to feel guilty about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate being made to feel obliged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate that you think i have all the time in the world and then say shit to make me feel bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate that you think you have a right to be a priority in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate when you ask "why you always never return my calls and smses".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate you for making me feel like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i don`t actually want to hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;but right now, just get the hell away from me. to answer you question, yes damn it, you are bloody irritating. i`m not your gf or what so please don`t expect anything from me. i don`t &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to reply you, i don`t &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;to want to talk to you. what we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; is a friendship, not a fucking relationship. if this goes on, i`m willing to let this 10 yr friendship go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;it would be a shame but i`d do it. i really would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;on a side note, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i am the queen of procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;. and i think i`m gonna totally suck at the civpro test tmr. i have not been studying. i don`t know a thing. damn it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i bloody hate feeling obliged to you. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;/edit. i think i need to study. it is 1.10 am. hahaha. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i think i have a death wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3167712203794903886?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3167712203794903886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3167712203794903886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3167712203794903886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3167712203794903886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/ughh.html' title='ughh.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7623018722470049432</id><published>2007-05-26T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T05:29:20.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so mean.</title><content type='html'>updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;skipped mloct class cos inez told me that everyone was skipping. but in the end, i think everyone except us went for class? =/ haha! cannot skip any more mloct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met sua, michelle and jas in town; at ajisan ramen. (: yummy soup but i don`t like paiku! gahh. so hard to eat! and sua was so embarrassing. haha! she aked for more chilli in her ramen and when the guy said that the amount of chilli was fixed, she repeated herself and even mimed the actions of putting chilli in! omg sua, the guy is not deaf laaa. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/220507-1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/220507-5copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/220507-3copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/220507-7copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! sua = "so cute!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh oh oh! we took neoprints! HAHAHA! its been like, ten thousand years since the last time i took. all the machines have changed! =/ i think i feel old. don`t know how to use ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/NEOPRINT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love neoprints cos they give instant photoshop. :D &lt;s&gt;but i i don`t know where i placed my neoprints from last time. =/&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;went kbox with geri and nez. brought a list that me and nez compiled so we won`t have to wrack our brains to think of the songs we want. haha! went a lil mad at the end, &lt;s&gt;cos i figured i should learn how to dance so i can lose weight that way.&lt;/s&gt; hahaha! pump it nez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;had law investiture. much prettier than last year`s. (: pretty gorgeous purple and gold roses. i love love love. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelly is so mean. ): she laughed so much at me! ): so embarrassing k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay. bedtime. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7623018722470049432?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7623018722470049432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7623018722470049432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7623018722470049432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7623018722470049432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-mean.html' title='so mean.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4500452896017280237</id><published>2007-05-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:33:53.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inez`s 20th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/210507copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/2105072copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tell me whether the panties fit. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit. hahaha! i just realised that i put the photos wrongly. the 3rd pic of nez should be in the middle k? i`m too lazy to go change it cos i didn`t save the psd. heh.&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/25006625-4500452896017280237?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4500452896017280237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4500452896017280237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4500452896017280237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4500452896017280237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/inezs-20th.html' title='inez`s 20th.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1767194159796744671</id><published>2007-05-20T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:37:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday, 18th may.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;/edit! i forgot that i had pictures. hahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was ccn day. had class in the morning. boo. horrid civpro. nobody was paying attention to the class. was looking at spree pages, victoria secrets` hot model and cellulite photos with shiying and sarah hoe. hahaha. damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;law inc bake sale was good. the cupcakes looked so yummy. went to business arena and felt so embarrassed for that group that was so obviously out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for inez cos she was the &lt;s&gt;bell-lady&lt;/s&gt; timekeeper. was too boring. waited with geraldine at ilaw. was freezing cold. couldn`t type properly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nez left earlier and we headed down to bugis. shopped for zhenlin`s present. i really like the keychain/bag charm thing. :D nice gift methinks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet the rest. had some little sheep mongolian steamboat. was exactly the same as normal steamboat. haha. spent the whole time making fun of one another. laughed alot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the craziest part was definitely after we left the place. didn`t feel like going home so we decided to go to boat quay. and kelly came up with this crazyass idea that we should race in 2 cabs and the last group to reach would have to treat. omg laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so damned funny cos when kelly, zhenlin and suating got a cab. we were somewhere further infront. and inez ran like the wind to the cab. haha! i turn around and poof! she`s gone! hahaha! damn funny laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the 4 of us who were left got super kanchiong! but there weren`t any cabs! and when we spotted a cab that stopped to let the passenger alight, we were screaming and all. and that humshiying is so amazing! she ran so fast to stop the taxi, in heels leh! its really very fast. haha! but the uncle didn`t stop. so sad laa i tell you. but it was so funny i almost had to sit on the floor to laugh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we did eventually get to boat quay where the rest were comfortably waiting at tcc. bah. played the whoo game, which the birthday girl won. (: and also played the silly paper game(indian poker). hahaha! "meatball", "cool", "far". such a silly game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/180507copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RlGXD6QIpQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/J7LB4Cuhw6s/s1600-h/180507001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RlGXD6QIpQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/J7LB4Cuhw6s/s400/180507001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066997149200852226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like how jasmine doesn`t mind making ugly faces. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked at some stairs after that. wanted to play pepsi cola but played mu tou ren instead cos pepsi cola can be quite violent. :D so fun so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like slacking around. i like talking rubbish. i like playing silly games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the photo of zhenlin, suating, shiying and kelly. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RlGYYqQIpRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NGv518N8OKE/s1600-h/CIMG0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RlGYYqQIpRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NGv518N8OKE/s400/CIMG0861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066998605194765586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all so cute! :D look at suating! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like being crazy and not having a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIP soon. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes things get confusing and i don`t even know what i think/feel. its like i don`t know who i am. i think i think too much. and i think my brain works in weird ways. this is crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-1767194159796744671?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1767194159796744671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1767194159796744671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1767194159796744671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1767194159796744671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-18th-may.html' title='friday, 18th may.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RlGXD6QIpQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/J7LB4Cuhw6s/s72-c/180507001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4748985853662924260</id><published>2007-05-20T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T05:00:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelies 2.</title><content type='html'>so, its the weekend and as promised, i`ve uploaded all the pics into a photobucket account. (: yay for many upload slots compared to flickr. and yay to easier sharing of photos in the future. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up at city hall and went in search for a place that had vegeterian food. haha. ended up at nydc cos they have the most variety of vegetarian. (: but.. i thought that they could take away the onions/garlics. the waiter said that it was mixed with the other stuff so cannot take out. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507nydc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had mushroom ham as usual, haha. jul had the chicken something sandwich. :D and hui had the vegetarian`s fave. with all the capsicum thingys dilligently taken out. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate and chatted for quite long. main point was actually to take photos since nydc has nice chairs and background. but somehow, all of us didn`t look good in pictures that day. bleh. complained about boys, complained about love, complained about wanting boys and love. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, had craving for ice cream and strawberry yoghurt drink. (: went to carrefour and then went to the benches at the fountain there. had fun, laughed, screamed, jumped around, exercised. HAHAHA! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507-1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507-2copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507-3copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507-4copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/150507-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should meet up more often just to jump around. :D then we won`t have to go to the gym like we planned. haha! so fun. i love i love. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4748985853662924260?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4748985853662924260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4748985853662924260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/lovelies_20.html' title='lovelies 2.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4896860032658317085</id><published>2007-05-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:38:43.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelies.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! :D the blogging page works! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went out with my lovelies on tuesday for dinner. (: i have no idea why they call it lesbies though. =/ hahaha. i think lovelies sound much better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raisa couldn`t make it though. ): hope she`s feeling better and we can meet up soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of photos. but they all look about the same. hahaha! too lazy to transfer and upload. during the weekends laa maybe. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to set up a photo site account so that it`ll be so much easier to share our pics. heh. flickr/photobucket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon laa soon. when i get the time. heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. i am drowning in all this work. i haven`t done anything for mloct, i haven`t finished my writ for civpro and i haven`t even watched the lecture for companylaw so i can`t do tutorial. and i have one day left. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i get so off track. i hate that i get so lost. i hate that i feel damn dumb. rarrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floundering in a black whirlpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4896860032658317085?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4896860032658317085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4896860032658317085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4896860032658317085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4896860032658317085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/lovelies.html' title='lovelies.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8588793732893419511</id><published>2007-05-11T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:35:42.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postpage ok!</title><content type='html'>OH YAY! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogger posting page is temporarily fixed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after looking for help online, it seems to be a problem with singtel. hmmmm. but yaa. just type a "2" after the "www" then it`ll be okay. (: hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, shopping outing with inez today. (: bought a nice tunic/dress. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at sakae, same as yesterday. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEPHhoQI/AAAAAAAAACk/QSjHO1Sf840/s1600-h/110507002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEPHhoQI/AAAAAAAAACk/QSjHO1Sf840/s320/110507002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062981738337247490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inez with her great accomplishment. the nicely stacked plates in alternating colour. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEPHhoRI/AAAAAAAAACs/4Z7B4EJNL-Q/s1600-h/110507003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEPHhoRI/AAAAAAAAACs/4Z7B4EJNL-Q/s320/110507003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062981738337247506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEvHhoSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z3y9S4iGasU/s1600-h/110507004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEvHhoSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z3y9S4iGasU/s320/110507004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062981746927182114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;caught peeking. heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEvHhoTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hLeFPg9yne8/s1600-h/110507006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEvHhoTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hLeFPg9yne8/s320/110507006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062981746927182130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHAWONMUSHI LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went k-BOXING. HAHAHA. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we got REALLY REALLY high. :D so fun! jerky movements eh nez? HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped and then it was dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVH_HhoUI/AAAAAAAAADE/bDyOHRT_fqY/s1600-h/110507011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVH_HhoUI/AAAAAAAAADE/bDyOHRT_fqY/s320/110507011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062984001785012546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVH_HhoVI/AAAAAAAAADM/KVEuzgVSn5I/s1600-h/110507018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVH_HhoVI/AAAAAAAAADM/KVEuzgVSn5I/s320/110507018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062984001785012562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oily calamari with interesting peanut sauce and 2 sets of brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIPHhoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/mnqi7ymEGI0/s1600-h/110507010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIPHhoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/mnqi7ymEGI0/s320/110507010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062984006079979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thank you hons for today. (: i had much laughter and much fun. (: and much food. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIPHhoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/UQOrRQXYw8M/s1600-h/110507016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIPHhoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/UQOrRQXYw8M/s320/110507016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062984006079979890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA! inez`s face when she sees cute angmoh guys. heh heh heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIfHhoYI/AAAAAAAAADk/M9ZZxc9jkTM/s1600-h/110507013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNVIfHhoYI/AAAAAAAAADk/M9ZZxc9jkTM/s320/110507013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062984010374947202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like my dress/tunic top from indo that inez gave me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, orchard. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;teehee! okay, sleep now. waking up at 7 tmr. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/25006625-8588793732893419511?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8588793732893419511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8588793732893419511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8588793732893419511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8588793732893419511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/postpage-ok.html' title='postpage ok!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RkNTEPHhoQI/AAAAAAAAACk/QSjHO1Sf840/s72-c/110507002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5528786141171163271</id><published>2007-05-08T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:18:15.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh. when is blogger gonna fix this nonsense thing? its ridiculously spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, elctive results are out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banking &amp;amp; Finance + Commercial Transactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same class with many friends. (: but somehow after i saw the results i kinda wanted Corporate Secretarial. =/ oh wells. already decided, hopefully it`ll be good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEROES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting so confused! why does it seem that nothing changed even though they managed to save the cheerleader? why does peter petrelli have such a deep scar on his face? why is there a war going on? why the hell is peter and nikki together?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wth!! SYLAR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry when i saw him!! RARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and claire doesn`t look good brunette. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, hurry hurry! next epidsode pls! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5528786141171163271?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5528786141171163271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5528786141171163271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5528786141171163271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5528786141171163271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8533491299752394287</id><published>2007-05-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:44:53.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg. what the hell happened to blogger? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is shit. it was raining cows just last week and this week - i half expect to see a camel loitering somewhere. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically school is shit too cos i have no idea what i`m doing. somehow i don`t remember being this lost in yr 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! shihying is full of wonders. i found out today that she was from Nanchiau High`s band! hahaha! under Chew as well! can`t believe it. but Chew`s no more taking them. =/ and and! i also found out today that she wants to be flight attendant too! and so do 3 other girls in my class. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we had apel and it was about 'dream jobs, dream pay and dream working environment'. hahaha. so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think from now on i will take a photo of myself everyday so that i can remember what i wear each day. =/ today i went out and when i reached the mrt station, suddenly i got this  feeling that i wore the same top just last week. i tried so hard to remember but i just couldn`t recall. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, is the main problem with being in poly. haha. i need to shop. ((: i need $$. i need to pay $40 for my rules of court. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethimes i think. i most probably won`t be persuing law so what do i do with all these statutes that i`ve paid so much for? i hope damn hard that there will be very few changes made so i can sell them next time, ugly notes included. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of mloct tmr. don`t even know what the subs about. =/ need to do tutorial? ahh! i forgot to borrow from inez. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, go check and then go sleep. the horrible weather is affecting me. i keep sneezing i don`t know why. and i feel tired and lethargic so often. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8533491299752394287?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8533491299752394287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8533491299752394287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8533491299752394287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8533491299752394287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4975895953709167286</id><published>2007-05-03T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:34:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed sometimes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;sometimes i just get so annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you just come into my room and go "ting ahh! why you haven`t sleep? what time is school tmr? you better get enough sleep or else how to go to school? what time is school? 9 o' clock?!! faster sleep!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and you don`t even know that i was researching and reading stautes and flipping pages to rush for my deadline at midnight. and i`m still doing my civil pro tutorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;like hello, i`m damn tired and if i could i would have gone to sleep immediately when i came home at 7. but i couldn`t cos i only had 5 hours left when i haven`t started. so can you please don`t come in and make it sound as though i`m being damn stupid by staying up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;stop bugging me alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i think i`m starting to hate the sound of my bedroom door opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;off to bed. don`t care alr. i need to wake up at 6. and i`m so tired. my body aches. ):&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/25006625-4975895953709167286?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4975895953709167286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4975895953709167286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4975895953709167286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4975895953709167286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/annoyed-sometimes.html' title='annoyed sometimes.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5669601391033266319</id><published>2007-04-30T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T03:59:33.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/04/07</title><content type='html'>i love 106 bus rides. (: before, during and after. love you much bokky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to shop! $2.90, $9.90, $10.00. waaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we go back there on tuesday bok? heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna get carried away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get tossed by Your waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i don`t care where or how deep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m gonna jump in with both feet&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get carried away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get lost in Your ways&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; wanna be held in Your truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna behold all of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i`m gonna be all Yours today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna get carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;week, i speak to you. you will be a week full of blessings and favour for Jesus has gone ahead and declared it awesome.&lt;br /&gt;body, i speak to you. you are now healed completely, you will be full of life and energy and you shall slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjT37PHhoPI/AAAAAAAAACc/cgPp9WMU0Zs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjT37PHhoPI/AAAAAAAAACc/cgPp9WMU0Zs/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058940878486348018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;action baba.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i cropped the pic bok. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tired alr. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5669601391033266319?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5669601391033266319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5669601391033266319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5669601391033266319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5669601391033266319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/290407.html' title='29/04/07'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjT37PHhoPI/AAAAAAAAACc/cgPp9WMU0Zs/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8643204587557266178</id><published>2007-04-28T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:42:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>year 3, week 1</title><content type='html'>so the first week of school started and i`m bored. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mloct lecture on monday and it was so darn boring. i`m sorry but his lectures are always like that one. nobody will pay attention cos its boring and then the noise level will go up so its very distracting. but yeah, the subject didn`t sound too interesting either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, had seoul garden for dinner with nez. her/ her mom`s treat. haha. cos she put it on her card. heh. didn`t really eat alot, i`m horrible at buffets but was really really full. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, it was bugis with raisa. (: we bought hello panda! :D a box of 12 for $2.50. teehee! but it was quite troublesome holding the plastic bag while shopping for good deals. but sasa bought this really cute pair of shorts with puffy pockets which looked like it could`ve cost $30+ for only $16. :D and at the same shop, we also got identical mustard jackets for $10. :D very good steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, we got free skincare samples from clarins. haha! we are so auntie that i won`t even try to explain. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to town for dinner at es teller. :D somehow, everytime i`m given a chance to choose where to eat in town i`ll choose that. weird. and i found out that happy soda isn`t what i thought it was. ): i always thought that it was bandung with soda water or something. =/ but its so much simpler. its cherryade + condensed milk. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around somemore but both of us weren`t in very good shape cos our lower backs were aching. so we were quite tired. ): but i still had a great time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNiK_HhoNI/AAAAAAAAACM/nEHYsjy-up8/s1600-h/Pic16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNiK_HhoNI/AAAAAAAAACM/nEHYsjy-up8/s320/Pic16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058494747348410578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNiK_HhoMI/AAAAAAAAACE/jWmhqRm6owM/s1600-h/Pic15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNiK_HhoMI/AAAAAAAAACE/jWmhqRm6owM/s320/Pic15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058494747348410562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hee hee. had fun playing with the wall designs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday, there was c&amp;pacc lecture but it was only one hour and i didn`t want to travel 3 hours just for an hour lecture. so i skipped it. heh. and spent 2 day watching "Sympathy for Lady Vengeance" (which i wanted to watch when it came out in the cinemas but missed it) and "Attention Please" and i finished it. hee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i think i want to be a flight attendant. =/ i`ve thought about it ever since that time qila mentioned it. but i`ve searched online for information, and its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt; hard to  be an SIA girl. i think i shall lose weight and then see how.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was civil pro and the lecturer... ugh. anyways, i got a shock when i saw qila! i swear she looks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; like halle berry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNlqvHhoOI/AAAAAAAAACU/uLK8d0yOZzo/s1600-h/242190546l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNlqvHhoOI/AAAAAAAAACU/uLK8d0yOZzo/s320/242190546l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058498591344140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just look at that! so darn hot i`m telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her hair looked so seriously amazing. i wished i could pull that kinda look. if i tried i think i`ll look like pau. =/ haha! pics like this remind me of old times, which i miss. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after school i met my primary school old school 10 years friend. haha! had sushi for dinner and yummy chawonmushi (how to spell? =/) as well. :D reuben was forcing me to eat so damned much laaa! he just kept taking stuff off the revolving belt. in the end, couldn`t eat finish. HAHA! idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it brought back bittersweet memories of the times in primary school. we talked about how we got to know each other, how i hated him so much, how we got to be friends, and how we got together. hahaha. it was so funny remember the times where we were all so young and naive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best part of the day was definitely when he drove me back to Greenridge to take a look while on the way back to my place. the memories just flooded in. like seriously. i saw us from choir sitting on the wooden planks on saturdays, waiting for the other people from other ecas to end their practice. i saw all of us playing crocodile on those planks. i saw us slacking at the basketball court, us having instant noodles at fajar chopping centre`s 7-11. i saw, and i missed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the school has changed. the wodden planks are no longer there. the basketball court became smaller i think. and yeah, things have changed. we`re no longer those little kids without a care in the world, just doing what we wanted. childhood, the time of no worries for the future and just purely living in and for the present. we`re all grown up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 2nd best part of the day would be that reuben bought me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;polaroid camera&lt;/span&gt;. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! cos he said that he might not be in s'pore in sept and don`t know when we`ll meet again. hahaha. but i love love love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go for Arrow service today, but somehow i`ve got a sore throat and a bad leaky nose. its been sniffles and sneezes the whole of today. ): its the weather i tell you. and maybe cos i got caught in the rain a couple of times. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, church service tmr! ((: but where is sam? she`s not online. ): i shall have to sms her. okay, i shall do that right now. bye. (:&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/25006625-8643204587557266178?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8643204587557266178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8643204587557266178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8643204587557266178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8643204587557266178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/year-3-week-1.html' title='year 3, week 1'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RjNiK_HhoNI/AAAAAAAAACM/nEHYsjy-up8/s72-c/Pic16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-681680934617850803</id><published>2007-04-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:31:12.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money gone.</title><content type='html'>i can`t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out to run some errands and to walk walk/shop by myself today. so i asked my dad for money. he gave me $30. i think he expects it to last till the middle of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll.... i`m left with $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaoeh. i think its cos i went cash coverters where i found Moulin Rouge, Chocolat and The Constant Gardener. and maybe also cos i went to &lt;s&gt;this fashion&lt;/s&gt;. haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy when i saw the movies k! there were quite alot of people there and i was smiling quite big-ly to myself. :D and i got shorts from this fashion. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, i will be going to church tmr with 5 dollars. ): and when i go back to school i shall not be able to eat yummy chicken cutlet at bizpark. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, cannot ask for money again. i`m scared my dad will scold me. heh. and nvm laa. can diet abit. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got shopping trip with raisa and jul on tues. so.. uhhh.. maybe i`ll ask my mum. hopefully i`ll get &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; money. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tired alr. somehow my bag was damn heavy and now my shoulders ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! somehow i woke up at 630 this morning. maybe that`s why i`m so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep early. so that can wake up for church tmr. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-681680934617850803?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/681680934617850803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=681680934617850803' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/681680934617850803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/681680934617850803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/money-gone.html' title='money gone.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2231794763693952713</id><published>2007-04-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:33:56.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new class, timetable.</title><content type='html'>school will start in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my new class, new timetable today. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i`m not sure. =/&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondays : 9 - 3&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays : 12 - 3&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays : 11 - 3&lt;br /&gt;thurdays : 9 - 11&lt;br /&gt;fridays : 10 - 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad i think? heh. just that my 9 o' clocks are all tutorials. hahaha. and i will try my best to attend all lectures. (: if inez goes with me laa. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this year i don`t want to be such a slacker anymore. i don`t want to fail my exams and have lousy gpas. ): ding needs to put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! my 403 error disappeared. :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found a famlaw book i borrowed for the exam. long overdue! haha! and i didn`t even use it. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2231794763693952713?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2231794763693952713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2231794763693952713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2231794763693952713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2231794763693952713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-class-timatable.html' title='new class, timetable.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5218223970093982052</id><published>2007-04-14T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:04:50.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>403 error what?</title><content type='html'>)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is 403 error and how am i supposed to fix it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i tried searching online but all i can gather is that it has something to do with my ISP. or that maybe its cos of anti-virus software. but how to fix?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can`t go onto livejournal at all. nor imdb. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even some tagboards show me that error!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the confusing world of internet. gahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5218223970093982052?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5218223970093982052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5218223970093982052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5218223970093982052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5218223970093982052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/403-error-what.html' title='403 error what?'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6269632296028435329</id><published>2007-04-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:55:42.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies night! (:</title><content type='html'>so, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAZ&lt;/span&gt; went to clarke quay on wednesday for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Jul's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday outing. (: granted her birthday wishes - to go pubbing with us before school starts and "Phantom of The Opera" Dvd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, was supposed to get her that gorgeous dress that we saw at ang mo kio hub. but it was out of stock! and the other outlets didn`t have stock either. ): and the only piece that was left was in the wrong colour and &lt;u&gt;had a hole.&lt;/u&gt; ... gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, super alot of photos! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-2copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-3copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-4copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-5copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-6copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-7copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-8copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-9copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-10copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smg.img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-11copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how long i took to do that. can die i tell you. the time just flies when you`re struggling with something you`re totally inept in. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we had such an awesome time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; kept winning in 5-10, but it was okay cos i was also quite good - i kept winning &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt;! :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; jul &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; were both very lame. scissors paper stone and 7-mouths. grrrr. i can`t believe i got cheated okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt; looked drunk half the time. heh. even though she didn`t drink alot. hahaha. but poor thing, her tummy felt quite uncomfortable. so we headed to the river side to eat chocolates  and chit chat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i miss and love. (: us just spending time together, having meaningful conversations or just being plain rubbish. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;-muahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6269632296028435329?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6269632296028435329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6269632296028435329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6269632296028435329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6269632296028435329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/ladies-night.html' title='ladies night! (:'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6407578069399816131</id><published>2007-04-12T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:53:15.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stayover at boks.</title><content type='html'>stayed over at bok`s place on sunday cos we talked too much until it was too late to go home. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to stay awake the whole night and not sleep so we could go for breakfast the next day, but in the end we slept at 5+ and couldn`t wake up till 130. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/purewhitedoll/web%20stuff/Untitled-2copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these photos are really really bad but so funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can`t believe we can actually look so bad. heh. you can try it too! just take all of your hair and tie it in a ponytail at your forehead. TA-DAHHH. obasan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, after using the com for many hours, i`m tired. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this photo is very badly done but i can`t be bothered to redo. i hate photoshop. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6407578069399816131?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6407578069399816131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6407578069399816131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6407578069399816131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6407578069399816131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/stayover-at-boks.html' title='stayover at boks.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-7192078009464141121</id><published>2007-04-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:52:29.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks to school</title><content type='html'>got my supp results and i passed. (: yay, no retaking next sem. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with jul on tuesday to causeway point and ang mo kio hub. heh. taught me how to burn dvds and we bought some blank ones together. heh. yay to turqoise-y swiss skirt colour. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my red rose earring somewhere while walking around and was quite sad. continued wearing one side of it and tried looking sround for it on the ground. and when i reached home, guess what? the "lost" one was sitting on my shelf. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can`t believe i went out of the house wearing only one side. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ang mo kio hub was fun. hee. somehow i thought it was like, more.. hub-like, not so shopping centre? but it was quite a big shopping centre with very cold aircons. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jul both saw dresses that we want to buy! but no money laa. ): hers is a gorgeous black-white-brown empire cut dress that looked simple but classy. (: and mine is a tube dress with pleating in the front that hides my fats. haha! but since i can`t wear tubes, i have to find a crop sweater to go with it. $25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RhUgMw42BFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ztWv01fBeaI/s1600-h/Image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RhUgMw42BFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ztWv01fBeaI/s320/Image3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049977960819721298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and oh, jul cut her hair laa! !!! not that it looks bad or what laa. no, you don`t look auntie my dear. (: but i always remember you as jul from sec school. (not the sec one part laa haha! everyone looked like crap in sec one.) with your super long straight hair. (: leave long okay? then we go do curls together or something. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, my face looks damn fat in the photo. poot. i think i wanna go to slimming centre alr. ): both face and body. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, spent about 7 hours with dearest "peck peck", (HAHAHAHA!) and i loved every second of it. ((: had an awesome time talking with her at yewtee. about the past and about the future. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you jul! -muahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, was supposed to go down to accompany inez at hr work place but i watched drama serials till like, 7 in the morning the previous night. =/ so yeah, even after she called me at 12 and again at 1, i still went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at 230, she called me and i die die had to go down. cos ryan was there. HAHA! i spoke to him the night before and when mentioned that i would be accompanying her at her workplace. i didn`t think he would actually go there laaa! hahaha! but yaa. so i was damn worried that it would be awkward for them so i rushed down in a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i didn`t want to go one.. got my cramps were damn painful. )): but it was fun laa. heh. (: because inez`s work place is so ulu and empty, can just talk rubbish and play a fool there. heh. wanted to take many photos but that silly girl didn`t charge her cam. bahh. and the photo in my phone makes me look old. ): so, no photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am in desperate need for money. ): i NEED to shop. interview tmr with nez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need $. rarrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, school starts in slightly more than 2 weeks. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate school, hate class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don`t know how i`m gonna make it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-7192078009464141121?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7192078009464141121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=7192078009464141121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7192078009464141121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/7192078009464141121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-weeks-to-school.html' title='3 weeks to school'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RhUgMw42BFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ztWv01fBeaI/s72-c/Image3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-2542348136790727472</id><published>2007-03-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:31:54.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supp paper was bad.</title><content type='html'>okay. so the ob supp was today and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;it was bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. its so annoying cos i could do the questions in the main paper and not this. and really, i don`t think i failed the main paper cos i checked the answers and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it means that i shouldn`t even have gone for the main paper laa. cos if my coursework failed, no matter what also have to take supps. and it would have been better to just take supps anyway cos now i`m just so upset that i could do the main one but not this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the chapters that i don`t know/blank in my book came out. grrr. stress, conflict, variable all. damn shit laa. i think i may have to retake next sem. which would suck big time. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i bought shoes! ((: $10 patent black heels! whee! although i don`t really know how to wear heels yet laa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, when i was waiting for the train at tampines i saw something. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RgPFJYK-k9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/IXHsOYVvnlc/s1600-h/pubes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RgPFJYK-k9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/IXHsOYVvnlc/s320/pubes.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045092772483077074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, the drawing`s not very good and it looks silly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but is there something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes ma'am. thank you.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i can see your pubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i don`t know how this woman wears her clothes laa! it didn`t look like her pants were worn too low or what lehh. maybe she never wear panties or what. =/ seriously! it was so shocking i think i stared. HAHAHA! no laa. i was just damn shocked. and grossed out. eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yaa, that is the main reason why i`m blogging. haha! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! i saw a cute guy on the train. heh. :D but he`s from acs international and looked cocky. bahh. and i think i can confirm now that i find guys with nice/sharp noses attractive. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gonna eat dinner. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-2542348136790727472?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2542348136790727472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=2542348136790727472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2542348136790727472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/2542348136790727472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/supp-paper-was-bad.html' title='supp paper was bad.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/RgPFJYK-k9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/IXHsOYVvnlc/s72-c/pubes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-1774065761681246938</id><published>2007-03-23T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:02:38.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ob tmr.</title><content type='html'>when it comes to a stage where she doesn`t even bother.&lt;br /&gt;when nothing seems to be of any importance.&lt;br /&gt;when each day passes with no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;when she just go through the motions everyday.&lt;br /&gt;when she doesn`t even worry cos she doesn`t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that`s when i need you most.&lt;br /&gt;everything`s just ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i`m really dreading april 23rd when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn hard going through one sem.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t think i can get through another one.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;help.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ob tmr and i should be studying. but am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-1774065761681246938?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1774065761681246938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=1774065761681246938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1774065761681246938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/1774065761681246938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/ob-tmr.html' title='ob tmr.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-336086250833541190</id><published>2007-03-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:04:21.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i need help in ob so that i will confirm&lt;/s&gt; pass my supps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; want to retake the whole subject again. poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i also need a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;. but i can`t look for one now cos i have no idea when my supps will be, ie when i`m able to start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ding, you have to start studying now. really. you cannot afford to retake it. it`ll kill you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, go find a bloody job job cos your ang pao money`s almost all gone and you`re broke. = cannot afford to slack for another month intead of earning money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy pics. (:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tfHn_NI/AAAAAAAAABE/4pslBzHKv9Y/s1600-h/1303d.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tfHn_NI/AAAAAAAAABE/4pslBzHKv9Y/s320/1303d.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549122916678866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dearest raisa. (: oldest of the bunch. haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tvHn_OI/AAAAAAAAABM/YXUUGRTxu3Q/s1600-h/1303.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tvHn_OI/AAAAAAAAABM/YXUUGRTxu3Q/s320/1303.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549127211646178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snapshot. sneaky huhh. *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tvHn_PI/AAAAAAAAABU/zNzhFGBfgnc/s1600-h/1303l.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tvHn_PI/AAAAAAAAABU/zNzhFGBfgnc/s320/1303l.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549127211646194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. love. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7t_Hn_QI/AAAAAAAAABc/vZ6AUQDEr0A/s1600-h/1303m.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7t_Hn_QI/AAAAAAAAABc/vZ6AUQDEr0A/s320/1303m.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549131506613506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7t_Hn_RI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z16Pl5CGTBA/s1600-h/1303n.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7t_Hn_RI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z16Pl5CGTBA/s320/1303n.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549131506613522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet heh. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq75_Hn_SI/AAAAAAAAABs/PYFUgK2PI2I/s1600-h/1303s.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq75_Hn_SI/AAAAAAAAABs/PYFUgK2PI2I/s320/1303s.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042549337665043746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reflections. again and again till forever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay another meet up soon pls. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-336086250833541190?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/336086250833541190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=336086250833541190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/336086250833541190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/336086250833541190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Rfq7tfHn_NI/AAAAAAAAABE/4pslBzHKv9Y/s72-c/1303d.JPG_Thumbnail1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5735426255714755226</id><published>2007-03-14T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:01:30.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit.</title><content type='html'>ahh damn. results were out this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed OB. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello supp papers. hello again gpa score from yr 1. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my day went downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big fight.&lt;br /&gt;tempers.&lt;br /&gt;shouts.&lt;br /&gt;retorts.&lt;br /&gt;sacarsm.&lt;br /&gt;tears.&lt;br /&gt;walk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know where he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus help. i know you love me.&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/25006625-5735426255714755226?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5735426255714755226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5735426255714755226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5735426255714755226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5735426255714755226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/shit.html' title='shit.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-8880439746927648629</id><published>2007-03-14T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T02:41:42.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date with DAZ!</title><content type='html'>ahhh! :D so happy, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i had my date with my most lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;daz&lt;/span&gt; and yay!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;jul&lt;/span&gt; at yewtee and was 15 mins late. oops. =X heh. then we went to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;raisa&lt;/span&gt; at bugis. ob the way she told me about why she has ah lian hair now. haha! ((: okay okay, not ah lian hair laaaaaa. poot. *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked non stop the whole way there and when we reached, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;raisa&lt;/span&gt; wasn`t there yet. so does this mean that she was later in meeting us than i was late in meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;jul&lt;/span&gt;? :D whee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we just talked non stop seriously. all the way while we were shopping, to lunch at ljs, to our trip to the 2 storey this fashion, to our adventure into the fitting room (teehee!), to walking over to shaw towers(?) in a slight drizzle to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at Roma`s Deli or vice versa, not sure heh., which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;`s workplace, and interrogated &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; over her new guy. :D *evil smile. but didn`t manage to squeeze much info out anyway. heh. had a surprise celebration for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;raisa&lt;/span&gt;`s 19th birthday, (old alr! heee!) and the owner`s of the shop were so nice that they switched off the main lights for us, leaving only the spotlights. :D so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from there we left and went to suntec and then to marina`s hong kong cafe where we sat there, chit chatted for quite very long and laughed quite loud. :D and all we ordered were 3 teh xis. haha! whatttt. we were very full after dinner k. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was off to esplanade to nuah where we questioned &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui &lt;/span&gt;somemore, *grins, and discussed the art of holding hands! with me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;jul &lt;/span&gt;demonstrating. hee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really wonderful time and really, next time when i grow up and have kids, these will be the darlings that i`ll say are my oldest friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love it that we can not see each other for like, maybe a year and still talk non-stop, full speed like we were still in sec school. *bigsmile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to me, this is real love, real friendship. where we`ve known each other so well that we are so comfortable being our real selves with one another, knowing that they will accept me for who i am and all that i`ve been through, and telling me straight when i`m wrong, just cos they love me. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearies, i really love you all so very very much. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, ding. -muahh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; hui&lt;/span&gt; didn`t realise that i changed my blog and has been faithfully been visiting my old blog for close to year to check if i updated. OMG haha! funniest joke of the day! we laughed so loud! :D and to think we though &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt; was the slowest. new record! :D hahaha! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;, you know i still love you many many. ((: teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures when hui and sasa have uploaded so i can steal them. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-8880439746927648629?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8880439746927648629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=8880439746927648629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8880439746927648629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/8880439746927648629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/date-with-daz.html' title='date with DAZ!'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-4965351843869272400</id><published>2007-03-13T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:12:46.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date tmr.</title><content type='html'>on a happier note, i`m eating Julie's Butter Crackers and its very yummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i`m having a date tmr with my beloved daz! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! can`t wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, since i`m feeling better i can go to sleep now. cos its alr 3am. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. maybe i`ll go have some chocolate first. hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won`t get fat but will instead slim down, amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-4965351843869272400?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4965351843869272400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=4965351843869272400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4965351843869272400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/4965351843869272400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/date-tmr.html' title='date tmr.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6208085160942917255</id><published>2007-03-13T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:57:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so angry.</title><content type='html'>rarr. i am so damn angry. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D:&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i absolutely cannot take it when my brother is so damn rude to me. ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won`t say that i`m a very good sister or what, but seriously, i don`t expect to take that kind of shit from him k. wth la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my relationship with my brother can be compared to that of an abusive boyfriend i think. like, you know that he`s gonna give you shit soon but you just love him and be nice to him, knowing clearly that he`s gonna slap you in the face soon. knowing that you treasure this more than he does. rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds damn weird but that`s how i feel. like i`m nice to him and giving in to him/them just cos i know that if i do anything about it he`ll blow up and start spouting shit that oozes with sacarsm. damn it la. i`m older than you where the hell are your manners pls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not that i wanna be damn calculating of what k, but come on. i`ve defended from the parents how many times. even when you throw your temper at them i still say that you have a point in the argument even if it does get me on their bad side. but what do you do? you give the same shit back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think you own the whole world or something man. like your stupid mapling is so damn more important than whatever i have to do. fine, even if i`m not doing anything productive online, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. so stfu. i really get damn pissed when you just come over and say "wahh jie, shopping again?" or "what are you doing? so weird/boring/etc." and you just sit down and look at me use the net, clearly giving out vibes that you wanna use the com. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is, this isn`t a abusive boyfriend relationship. i can`t just up and walk away from you/this. that`s why its been happening again and again and its getting so bad that no one actually dares to stand up to you and reprimand you in fear of your horrible dreadful anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because this isn`t an abusive boyfriend relationship but a flesh and blood sibling/family one, i do still love you. just that you`re shit to live with seriously. and i can`t take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m not gonna let you step all over me.  i`ve had enough. if you don`t wanna treat me with respect or as a sister, neither will i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let the cold wars begin. i don`t really care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6208085160942917255?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6208085160942917255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6208085160942917255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6208085160942917255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6208085160942917255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-angry.html' title='so angry.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3327235879890887863</id><published>2007-03-09T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T02:51:00.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>i can`t even explain how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disgust, yes. but there`s like a hundred emotions more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, my brain is frantically working and zooming in and out to make sense of all of this. but it just cannot! my brain is frazzled and confused. okay, not so much much confused but uncomprehending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its damn strange to not know what to think, feel or do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is that i feel sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow for the lost of feelings, trust, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m sorry all this happened to you. if it helps at all, i trust you. and i believe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, i really don`t know what goes through people's heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;gracegrace. Daddy, lift you above this. pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-3327235879890887863?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3327235879890887863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3327235879890887863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3327235879890887863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3327235879890887863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-3271273905127000828</id><published>2007-03-08T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:24:27.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies to watch.</title><content type='html'>oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have many movies under my watch-list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamgirls&lt;br /&gt;The Number 23&lt;br /&gt;I`m a Cyborg But That's OK&lt;br /&gt;Freedom Writers&lt;br /&gt;Half Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Volver&lt;br /&gt;The History Boys&lt;br /&gt;13 Tzameti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lives of Others - at The Picturehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. so many things to watch but so little money! rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, Disturbia which probably won`t be opening so soon since it only opens in US on April. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i missed watching Children of Men and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gahhh. and i`m not sure if Singapore had/is going to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;La Science des rêves. so upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many shows man. i cleared my last list of movies to watch and now i have a whole new list. poot.&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/25006625-3271273905127000828?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3271273905127000828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=3271273905127000828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3271273905127000828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/3271273905127000828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/movies-to-watch.html' title='movies to watch.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6293363888911152864</id><published>2007-03-08T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:13:09.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies with shep.</title><content type='html'>k, i watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-PkoQih7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0nd2VIPO7og/s1600-h/thepursuitofhappyness1_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-PkoQih7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0nd2VIPO7og/s320/thepursuitofhappyness1_large.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039404367495727026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Paris, je t'aime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-PkYQih6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/b-CIU1Nx938/s1600-h/getimage.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-PkYQih6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/b-CIU1Nx938/s320/getimage.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039404363200759714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday with shep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shep was very sweet today. he paid for my drink and did not get angry with me when i was very late. he is the epitome of my dream guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! blahh. that whole paragraph was what shep wanted me to say. only that.. its all lies. oh, the horror! haha! and i kinda forgot the part about the dream guy. i don`t think he said anything about epitome. hmm, nvm. its all nonsense anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i did want to blog about today is that shep is quite similar to inez. they make funny speech blunders! teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, shep was describing his legs or something and said volumitious instead of voluptuous. haha, it made me wonder if it was a word that i hadn`t learnt yet or what. especially when he said it more than once. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, both movies were really good. (: pursuit of happyness was really heartwarming without being totally hollywood-ised. it seemed like a real account of Chris Gardner's life. (although in actual fact, it wasn`t that bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want the dvd/vcd of Paris je t'aime. (: really really. i need to watch it again. and again in another years and maybe five years after that. (: it feels like that kind of movie for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"Thomas Listen. Listen. There are times when life calls out for a change. A transition. Like the seasons. Our spring was wonderful, but summer is over now and we missed out on autumn. And now all of a sudden, it's cold, so cold that everything is freezing over. Our love fell asleep, and the snow took it by surprise. But if you fall asleep in the snow, you don't feel death coming. Take care."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-Qu4Qih9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/4s-2L_KX4hw/s1600-h/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-Qu4Qih9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/4s-2L_KX4hw/s320/10m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039405643101013970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D i love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6293363888911152864?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6293363888911152864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6293363888911152864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6293363888911152864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6293363888911152864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/movies-with-shep.html' title='movies with shep.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-PkoQih7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0nd2VIPO7og/s72-c/thepursuitofhappyness1_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-6622565527141582439</id><published>2007-03-06T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:44:01.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date with sasa.</title><content type='html'>had a great date with raisa! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played in spotlight - gypsy lady. white bunny. leprechaun. beach babe. phantom? haha! - and got a little 'hot' souvenir as well. teehee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping at carrefour and snuck a box of bread and 2 bottles of yoghurt drink into the cinema by stuffing them into my bag which was definitely not big enough. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Protege&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-UbYQih-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/8jvyPVYQYYo/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-UbYQih-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/8jvyPVYQYYo/s320/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039409706140076002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and agreed that Daniel Wu is quite hot. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping and tried clothes! yay! but realised that i am very much shorter than raisa so the clothes looked very very different on both of us. boo. yes i know i`m not very tall. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sasa got this green dress that looked totally awesome on her but looked like a sack on me when i tried it first. haha! now i`ll have to be on a look out for a cute dress so we can wear our dresses together when we go out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, met ryan and went taka and fareast. had shilin chicken and mushroom cheese crepe at longjohn's for dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get pretty cheap shoes for sasa but no size. gah. looked for the cd shop for quite long and by that time everything was closed. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home together on 190. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a marvellous time spent in her company, talking non-stop about anything and everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next date: next monday - bugis village :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited! lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, got an sms from someone asking why i mentioned this outing but not the other one. haha. okayy. outing with shep on wednesday to watch Pursuit of Happyness. (: and maybe Letters from Iwo Jima and Dreamgirls. maybe only laa. gah. no moolah. poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-6622565527141582439?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6622565527141582439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=6622565527141582439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6622565527141582439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/6622565527141582439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/date-with-sasa.html' title='date with sasa.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CXaDzsR9RRs/Re-UbYQih-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/8jvyPVYQYYo/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-5453539138440041728</id><published>2007-03-05T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:12:27.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can`t sleep.</title><content type='html'>gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate getting/being/feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when i don`t know what the hell it is. then i won`t know what medicine to take. then i won`t take any at all cos i`m too lazy and i`ll tell myself that its better not to kill myself taking the wrong meds. then i`ll get even sicker. and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. i think it messed up my brain or something cos i went to bed at 11+ and woke up at 4+ and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; haven`t been able to sleep since&lt;/span&gt;. its 8+ now. and i did try to go back to sleep for about 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happy note, i have a movie date with raisa later on! (: wheee! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;protege&lt;/span&gt; finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m so happy i finally found someone to watch it with me since most people i know don`t watch chinese shows. i don`t either but this show just looks very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only person who wanted to watch it as well was my brother and we did make a date. BUT, its nc16 and he`s only 15. boo. and the worst part is, my goddang brother eventually watched it with his friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said it easier to sneak in when he`s watching with 8 people compared to just me. gah. i know it makes sense, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i am very glad that i will be watching it later. (: with lovely raisa no less. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will have enough energy for the whole day. and that i don`t fall asleep during the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should take a nap. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i`ll go try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-5453539138440041728?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5453539138440041728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=5453539138440041728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5453539138440041728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/5453539138440041728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/cant-sleep.html' title='can`t sleep.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-117056155768902537</id><published>2007-02-04T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:59:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be happy.</title><content type='html'>i don`t want much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to be happy; joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to take delight in the little things that happen. to smile every chance i have. to laugh even though it may be too loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love and let the people who love me love me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;origami and lollipops. small things that made my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i`m coming back to the heart of worship.&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/25006625-117056155768902537?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/117056155768902537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=117056155768902537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/117056155768902537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/117056155768902537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-be-happy.html' title='to be happy.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25006625.post-116957069405360508</id><published>2007-01-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:48:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no sense of purpose.</title><content type='html'>i drift along, not knowing what i want, not knowing what to do. and basically not caring either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think  everything's empty and it all doesn`t matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t mind leaving now. i really don`t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just floating; floating. and coming to a dead stop once the wind stops blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and maybe, i`d want to be beautiful for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25006625-116957069405360508?l=quirkyjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116957069405360508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25006625&amp;postID=116957069405360508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/116957069405360508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25006625/posts/default/116957069405360508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quirkyjunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-sense-of-purpose.html' title='no sense of purpose.'/><author><name>,    ding;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
