<?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-9054897941955254911</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:32:52.637+08:00</updated><category term='stuff at school'/><category term='school'/><category term='me and school friends'/><category term='counting blessings'/><title type='text'>read</title><subtitle type='html'>things in writings.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>311</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3011783944948655046</id><published>2012-01-18T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:02:56.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY.</title><content type='html'>We've got a lot going on, between Extended Essay, Pygmalion, investigating the efficiency of a human powered dynamo, I had a seriously bad stomach ache. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was between feeling frustrated, demotivated, pain and self pity. Probably not the most optimistic as I would like myself to have been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 minutes before 6pm, Li Ann and I went down to the Chemistry lab to visit Pei and Vicki. Minutes later, we were joking and teasing Vicki about her weird cinapek accent, making as much noise as we liked in the empty lab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Vicki went mad and starting chasing us out to hall ways. It was a good minute of running down the hall ways screaming our lungs out (okay, slight exaggeration). Eff Amm Miawwww! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too bad an ending for a bad day. Adrenaline and Endorphin, I felt pretty happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3011783944948655046?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3011783944948655046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3011783944948655046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3011783944948655046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3011783944948655046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy.html' title='HAPPY.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8311280820686431355</id><published>2012-01-16T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:24:42.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today while munching on the box of healthy snacks my mom packed for me during chemistry class, I found out that the combination of toasted pumpkin seeds and raisins make the illusion of chocolate in your mouth. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;epiphanious"&lt;/span&gt; discovery, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt; been going on well. Well in the sense that, I've still got time to blog. School doesn't seem like school these days, and no I'm not saying that in a "I don't feel at home, I don't like these people" kind of way. (as a matter of fact, I spend more time in school than I do at home, no kidding about that), but in the sense that I don't exactly learn the conventional way any more. Classes are mostly spent doing work for another class, browsing through 9gag or simply staring blankly into space. It got me thinking that studying was possible by yourself. When the teacher talks to everyone but his students, you really start questioning education. Not that I'm complaining, self studying is quite productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the Chinese &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;calligraphy&lt;/span&gt; on the walls of the hallway brought back memories from a year ago. To say it went by in a blink of an eye wouldn't be fair, because they were certain days (and by that I mean classes) that seemed like they'd never end. But surprisingly we've managed to pass another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year was when our class first became a bit more than semi-friendly with each other. We took our first picture together during the school Chinese New Year celebration, just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; Adam left. Fast forward a year, we lost 3 of the 4 boys in our class. We changed class twice, Chemistry teacher once, and Math teacher three times. While all of these weren't expected, we all seem pretty comfortable where we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit your application letters, post your transcripts, finish your extended essay, study for your exams. If 12 months could pass so soon, so can 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toodles&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8311280820686431355?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8311280820686431355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8311280820686431355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8311280820686431355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8311280820686431355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-while-munching-on-box-of-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2835889393080813905</id><published>2012-01-09T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:15:22.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This evening, while idly thinking I was doing something productive  when I wasn't, though I had so much work, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for a walk with Elise, Tabby, Daryl and Phraveen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just two rounds around A, a walk to the old school, looking for the ice-cream man and pointing out who lived in which house as we walked along. We talked about things that were funny 5, 6 years ago, things that we still found kinda funny. We talked about new things, stuff we would probably talk about in 5, 6 years again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been years since we did walks like that. I had fun, much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2835889393080813905?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2835889393080813905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2835889393080813905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2835889393080813905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2835889393080813905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-evening-while-idly-thinking-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1902770704547161857</id><published>2011-12-30T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:45:45.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All for the sake of Education.</title><content type='html'>The past week has been spent on supplementary essays (which totals to a whooping number of 16, though I'm not even applying for that many schools), despite writing, rewriting, then writing again, I still think I don't have that x factor that would make admissions officers go "that girl has to be here". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly this process has made me think a lot (and at the same time make me neglect school work, but hello, 4 years &amp;gt; 5 months, right?). Questions like "What intrigues you",(though my first reaction was what is intrigue!?) made me realize that, nothing really intrigues me. Or even if something did, it wouldn't be something presentable in the form of witty language strung together in a sentence. It's come to a point where you write (what you consider) a good essay, then it gets pinned down by friends/counselors/teachers (that's not a bad thing), then you read Michelle Nguyen's blog and her stellar essays and think your essays should just be burnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, not trying to be pessimistic here, just a realist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really, I always thought writing was one of my strengths (as opposed to my less than average SAT score and not too amazing GPA), but now it really made me think, on what basis could a Uni want to admit me?! (and just to be clear, I'm talking about some slightly more competitive schools). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to kindergarten, primary school, secondary school, college, then God-willing: University. Though, through the first four stages, nothing is as stressful as applying for Uni, (let alone the thought of surviving Uni). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We study hard (or not so) for the SATs, we work our butt off for good GPAs and predicted grades, we write rewrite and write essays, we fill out tons of forms, we pay close to a thousand bucks just for applying - to get into a school we would be educated in the next 4 years, (most probably through the grace of tons of caffeine and all nighters) and then spend the rest of your lives being in debt. (worst case scenario of you not getting financial aid/scholarships)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human logic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am, out of wit and ideas, just had to rant in the middle of my marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1902770704547161857?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1902770704547161857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1902770704547161857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1902770704547161857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1902770704547161857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-for-sake-of-education.html' title='All for the sake of Education.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2578912788851370412</id><published>2011-12-14T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:29:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not understand.</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the Bachelorette on Starworld because there's no other show now, and I've got to say, I do not, by any means understand this show at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunch of guys, not too bad looking, probably better than the average Joe, good body, not fat and obese, fighting so hard core...for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A normal looking girl, not the best might I say, no heart of gold, not super smart, knows how to flirt a lot (I mean, come on, teach me how to play golf?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, guy A gets eliminated because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..it has come to my attention that you have been considering online dating...I feel offended...etc etc...bye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reality TV, don't get it at all. Unless it's Gulianna and Bill! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2578912788851370412?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2578912788851370412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2578912788851370412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2578912788851370412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2578912788851370412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-do-not-understand.html' title='I do not understand.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6922487821008338725</id><published>2011-12-12T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:47:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About: Nothing.</title><content type='html'>My oovoo has been signed in for about 4 days now, I didn't know how to sign out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe I had to Google it? O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was looking at the Form5's prom pictures, and well yes, doing my usual round(s) of stalking, and it dawned upon me that ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, our form was really a nice form. There were people who didn't like some people, jealous ex-es and the usual high school drama. But really, compared to what I see in the current Form 5s, wow, our year definitely was survivable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one thing about being popular, or so they call it, best friends hate each other openly, but still remain "friends" for the sake of the cheerleader effect. Side track: the cheerleader effect is as real and as true as it will ever get. People just do look better in groups, and a group of mediocre looking, or maybe sometimes even less than that, looks so superior just because they're walking in a group. How do they even study in the same class like that!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of times popularity doesn't carry on to the next stage of your life, if you're lucky, you may remain popular, if you're luckier, you go from unpopular to popular. &lt;s&gt; if you're the luckiest of the lot, you go to a class where there's 7 people, and everyone's popular &lt;/s&gt;, point is, the chances of you remaining popular are in inverse proportion to the number of people in your class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that was not my point. I lose focus easily. Oh yes, I'm hella grateful I was born in 1993. Sure we were the first batch to start new formats on PMR, or the last batch to do the old formats in UPSR, we missed PTS, and 1993 is a pretty odd number, but I'm grateful I was born in the same year as people that weren't as mean as what I see today. I always thought stuff like that only happened in MeanGirls, but thanks to Sylvia ah Ng, whoa. I see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post might just be the longest one I've written this whole month, or the past 6 months. Writing quality posts aren't what I do best these days, sadly. And sadly not many people blog any more, which narrows down my stalking outlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayyyy, here's a reason to visit Singapore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/E7k6Do-9cFA?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/E7k6Do-9cFA?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6922487821008338725?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6922487821008338725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6922487821008338725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6922487821008338725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6922487821008338725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/about-nothing.html' title='About: Nothing.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-741974775552716791</id><published>2011-12-11T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:37:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1.</title><content type='html'>The past week has been sort of a bliss. Sure, I went to school three times, despite it being Christmas breaks. But I also went out three times (one time's to carrefour but yeah whatever), extended my stayfocused to 500 minutes (I don't see a point of even keeping the app now), and didn't even touch my school bag. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I found a secret passage to the school library, and the school office, yay? And the moment I borrowed 2 AHL Math and Bio books, I felt semi-productive (thinking I'll go home and dive straight into them, ah, how naive) Okay, so I didn't do much this week, considering the most work was complete my Biology lab reports (12 of them okay, not too shabby) and handed them in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, THIS week will be my productive week. It MUST be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got 5 Chemistry lab reports, one Extended Essay, one Internal Assessment, and to complete my Uni Apps. Woohoo! Pumped up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just remembered, I finished World Literature Assignment this week too! Haha, motivation :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, Christmas is near, Christmas is near!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-741974775552716791?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/741974775552716791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=741974775552716791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/741974775552716791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/741974775552716791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-1.html' title='Week 1.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4916250037003723350</id><published>2011-12-02T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:33:59.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To productivity...and beyond! :)</title><content type='html'>So there's this app that I've just found out about - StayFocused. It can be the most darn annoying thing in the planet, or just the thing you might need. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So StayFocused allows you to add "block" sites and limit the time you want to spend on these site each day. For me it was Facebook and Tumblr. (oh, the agony) And it also had a very annoying challenge when you wanted to change any of the settings (say, increasing your permitted time). You had to type a whole paragraph on why procrastinators are bla bla bla without making a single mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, point is that it's been going fairly well I've got to say. Though it's only day 2. I seriously hope this increases my productivity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt; yeah I always still have 3 other browsers to rely on if ever a Tumblr emergency occurred, er, somehow? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I would like to add, on a day where I have 12 lab reports, 1 world literature assignment, 1 university application, 1 supplementary essay, 1 Theory of Knowledge paper due the very next day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;StayFocused gives me a break D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(well technically I gave myself that break cause I chose to deactivate the app every Friday, ya know, TGIF?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the procrastinating commence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what am I doing with my life. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4916250037003723350?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4916250037003723350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4916250037003723350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4916250037003723350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4916250037003723350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-productivityand-beyond.html' title='To productivity...and beyond! :)'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3594195630210835305</id><published>2011-11-29T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:59:59.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now wouldn't that be lovely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Despite all my hatred you normally see me posting about IB, there are several good things about it (okay, quite a lot to be honest, but that's only when one has graduated, I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'd say if it weren't for English SL, I would never have read books like The Guide, and A Doll's house, dramas like Antigone and Hamlet, poetry like Donne and Frost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also, if it weren't for English, I would have never watched.. My Fair Lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTrVFV2SUNbApXDjdVqKKq6etu9ow3pheyYfqm0eF_o_GrgmfPG_A" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good movie, I would say, I've come to learn how to tolerate strong British accents and the sudden outbursts of songs and dances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Given its a 1964 movie, based on Pygmalion, the Jen-Li that wasn't in IB would never have dreamed of going near something like this. But surprisingly, I rest my case on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, on another note, who wants Pretzels? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3594195630210835305?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3594195630210835305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3594195630210835305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3594195630210835305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3594195630210835305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/now-wouldnt-that-be-lovely.html' title='Now wouldn&apos;t that be lovely.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4895733306802284449</id><published>2011-11-28T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T18:03:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I ate...</title><content type='html'>Nasi Lemak&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tau Fu Fah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Durian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh times like these when I feel truly blessed to be Malaysian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, on another note, I left my charger with Toby for the past 3 days, meaning I've only started my work as off... this morning at 11. Am I dead or am I dead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the food was good. Oh so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4895733306802284449?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4895733306802284449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4895733306802284449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4895733306802284449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4895733306802284449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-i-ate.html' title='Today I ate...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2775620279033003757</id><published>2011-11-22T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:48:45.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I want to do again.</title><content type='html'>So here we are today, anxious and tensed for the final IOC.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the benefit of the 99 percent who would not know what IOC is, it's individual oral commentary where we have to speak for 10 minutes on a random poem/classical work, with only 20 minutes of prior preparation. Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we all are trying our best to shove down the last of these poems, metaphors, euphemisms and what not, and I realised, I would really want to be able to play the guitar again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queer, yes. But as I plug in my headphones to listen to Hillsongs while reading sparknotes, I realised, yes I do what to play the guitar again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the piano. There simply isn't enough time to do all these things. There barely is enough time to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the last summer breaks began, I promised myself to read the entire Harry Potter series, and to go for some form of sport activity at least once a week. But no. We get caught up in the moment. I don't know why, we just do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, before the Christmas break, I'm promising myself to tune up the guitar, and try to remember anything I can about how to play it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But till then, John Donne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2775620279033003757?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2775620279033003757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2775620279033003757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2775620279033003757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2775620279033003757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-i-want-to-do-again.html' title='Things I want to do again.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7136272985034400976</id><published>2011-11-21T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:28:50.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Vicki Law Wy Kay!</title><content type='html'>For one, I admire your guts a lot. &lt;div&gt;And secondly, you truly are dependable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, though it's annoying how we always have to say "I depend on you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four, you're a parasite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five, you give us tons of food in return as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six, your dedication is respectable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven, therefore you're a motivation for us (or me at least) to work hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight, tubelight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nine, you make classes fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten, you tell it straight to the face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleven, but because of that we know you're honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twelve, Hello Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirteen, we don't really like Hello Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourteen, your ability to work with kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifteen, when you sing (HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixteen, cause we have a secret code fistbump handshake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seventeen, cause we're IBDP sistas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eighteen, Happy birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT IS, IF YOU EVER READ THIS YOU STUPID GIRL. NYEHEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7136272985034400976?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7136272985034400976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7136272985034400976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7136272985034400976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7136272985034400976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-vicki-law-wy-kay.html' title='Happy Birthday Vicki Law Wy Kay!'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1841457147392459394</id><published>2011-11-13T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:02:59.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Being sick sucks. I can't eat without feeling like a screw is drilled through my skull. Can't drink without feeling nails are going down my throat. Don't have an attention span of more than 5 minutes (okay maybe that's normal).  Can't speak properly. Can't breathe properly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, SPM starts tomorrow. Just seemed like yesterday when I was rambling and worrying about my own SPM exam, and here it is, one year later, back to haunt the juniors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tough to comprehend that the past few months actually accumulated into a year, one whole year since I stepped into the exam hall, and sat for my first BM paper about chocolates (I kid you not, I think most '10 students would only remember our BM ringkasan being about chocolate, good read though, good read). Now, we're no longer calon SPM Malaysia, the bright hopes of the nation, the pride and joy of the school, we're just another one of those batches that's gone through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my point is, to all SPM students (though I really doubt I have any SPM readers at all), all the best. Fret not, grade boundaries are to your advantage ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coughs coughs, signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1841457147392459394?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1841457147392459394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1841457147392459394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1841457147392459394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1841457147392459394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6200834131876606472</id><published>2011-11-11T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:10:18.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a Chance.</title><content type='html'>Guess who won tickets for the Greyson Chance showcase happening RIGHT NOW? :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah obviously I'm crushed and saddened by the fact that I'm unable to attend this lovely event. I kid, my sister went with her little friend. &lt;s&gt;remind me again why I gave them to her for free?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my point, here's another one of the million youtube kids who's yearning to make it big. No, I'm not saying he's not good (given that the first time I heard him I thought it was Rihanna, that's a compliment), but there's just too many of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, Bieber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, Cody Simpson (though I was absolutely certain that that's the name of one of the twins on the Suit Life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three, ..okay maybe there aren't as many as I could possibly think of. But think about it, what is it with all these kids, wanting to be discovered, to make it big and then spend the rest of their childhood/teenage life complaining about the lack of privacy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People leave you alone just as you are right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, some are pretty cute, in a disturbing cute kinda way. Like that Sophie girl who sang Super Bass on the Ellen show? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entertaining stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, it's hard to forget that today's the 11th November 2011. It floods the news feed. Despite missing doing something epic at 11:11 am, I am determined to spend my 11:11 pm doing something way more productive than figure out how to work a GDP. I shall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch How I met your mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6200834131876606472?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6200834131876606472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6200834131876606472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6200834131876606472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6200834131876606472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/give-me-chance.html' title='give me a Chance.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2264191419110637773</id><published>2011-11-08T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:02:37.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're turning insane.</title><content type='html'>Toby swears, Vicki hits on teachers, tons of test pad papers, in school since 7 am, and it's 5 pm, pimples, zits, not enough fresh air. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End it. Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2264191419110637773?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2264191419110637773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2264191419110637773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2264191419110637773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2264191419110637773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/were-turning-insane.html' title='We&apos;re turning insane.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-9065902984649271506</id><published>2011-11-07T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:20:34.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqycQo-wYj0/TrfnZ7txSsI/AAAAAAAABII/1B_v0VFnYec/s1600/thailand.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqycQo-wYj0/TrfnZ7txSsI/AAAAAAAABII/1B_v0VFnYec/s400/thailand.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672256688408840898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco4_250.png" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco3_250.png" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco7_250.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco2_250.png" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco6_250.png" /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco9_250.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco5_250.png" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2tpciSHR1qfcfbco8_250.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pray for Thailand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zn6n3boBMJg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dare you to move. tension is here. today never happened. redemption has stories to tell. where can you run to escape. where're you gonna go. dare you to move.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-9065902984649271506?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/9065902984649271506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=9065902984649271506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9065902984649271506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9065902984649271506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/pray-for-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqycQo-wYj0/TrfnZ7txSsI/AAAAAAAABII/1B_v0VFnYec/s72-c/thailand.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2840446339087459488</id><published>2011-11-05T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:41:39.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third (2nd) Time's The Charm (hopefully)</title><content type='html'>After what seemed like just the blink of an eye, the second round of SATs are done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It surely does seem a little dejavu-ish going back to Metropolitan, a year later. I still remember going alone last year, seeing quite a lot of seniors and ang mohs, knowing only Esther Foo, with my parents sending me all the wall to the doorstep of the exam hall. The then me had high hopes of taking the SAT earlier than my peers, hopefully enrolling into a nice Uni in the states by the next August (which would be this August),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But instead, a year and a month later, I'm here again to retake the test. Not any much more prepared than I was for the first one (haha, yeah I disappoint myself, having given an extra 13 months, you'd think I'd do better eh LOL), meeting more people than the previous year, more peers, going with classmates and not coming home and falling flat onto the couch cause the test was too "mentally challenging". (Matter of fact, I did even manage to watch 4 episodes of HIMYM!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how creatively God works eh, He knew I'd definitely not be prepared for overseas life so soon. Thus embarking my lovely* journey doing the Baccalaureate. He knew I hadn't had the chance to meet my awesome classmates yet, He knew I hadn't prepared my personal essay well enough, He knew I hadn't mingled with refugee kids to appreciate my own life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because of that, there I was again, in that almost same classroom (one floor higher, psh, no difference), deliberating with myself whether the word "nuance" meant disturbance. And oh, I met Jasveer too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was my Saturday, here's to wanting time to stand still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, the third time, was when I didn't attend the SATs in January. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2840446339087459488?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2840446339087459488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2840446339087459488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2840446339087459488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2840446339087459488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/third-2nd-times-charm-hopefully.html' title='Third (2nd) Time&apos;s The Charm (hopefully)'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2231480657740421251</id><published>2011-11-04T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:47:15.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This day, twenty one years ago, in St Andrew's Presbyterian Church, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Parents got married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow when you're raised in a family, you tend to think that other family's rules and ways of doing things aren't quite RIGHT. It's obviously because of different standards and differing mindsets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, maybe my parents did it super right ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary Parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2231480657740421251?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2231480657740421251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2231480657740421251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2231480657740421251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2231480657740421251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-day-twenty-one-years-ago-in-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4985497887668424822</id><published>2011-11-02T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:51:25.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten</title><content type='html'>Lemuel wins Samsung Galaxy tab ten point one today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nine people living in my house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight miserable students suffering from 7am to 5pm in class everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven more days until my TOK presentation, to prepare 15 minutes worth of questions within questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six, a six for bio and chem. Mehh, I'll take it, it's considered advanced placement...right? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five new pre-zits. Five. I have never had zits. Never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four hours of SAT time, and I didn't even do decently. Oh help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three more days till SAT. Three grey hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two essays completed, although I'd reckon they aren't my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, one.. One..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, I want ice-cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The saddest part about this whole post that even though I wanted to list ten random things, they all seem to revolve around school. Oh turn 19 for goodness sake Jen-Li, turn nineteen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then, here's to a (hopefully) good weekend :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4985497887668424822?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4985497887668424822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4985497887668424822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4985497887668424822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4985497887668424822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/ten.html' title='Ten'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-9156310942704305143</id><published>2011-10-30T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:32:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause here now, and take a little listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eOOFAaUGfRE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amidst tons of tumblr wannabe people on Facebook, you come across a meaningful song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-9156310942704305143?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/9156310942704305143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=9156310942704305143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9156310942704305143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9156310942704305143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/pause-here-now-and-take-little-listen.html' title='Pause here now, and take a little listen'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eOOFAaUGfRE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7516408766054833721</id><published>2011-10-27T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:12:39.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants, because I can</title><content type='html'>Spent the past &lt;s&gt;6&lt;/s&gt;  okay fine 4 days trying to draft up a spectacular personal statement. Yeah it's actually just the "writing component", but personal statement sounds cooler. So far, it hasn't been going too awesome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about the 28 thousand that apply to Yale, how would you really want to write a killer essay that beats out the 27,999 others. (No, I am not applying to Yale, but really, here's a true example)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would college admissions officers go through all 28 thousand essays?&lt;br /&gt;What if my essay was passed to an officer who unfortunately didn't like my essay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lived a pretty average joe life. I don't have big dramatic touching stories to write about. Yes, sometimes the best essays are of little insignificant things, but my little insignificant things revolve around curling behind my blanket watching old episodes of How I Met Your Mother. I'm not deep. I don't do reflection on every single thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH 500 WORDS, PLEASE IMPRESS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on another note, nope I'm not prepared for my SATs, not much progress on Literature and Extended Essay as well. I'm pretty screwed. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7516408766054833721?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7516408766054833721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7516408766054833721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7516408766054833721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7516408766054833721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/rants-because-i-can.html' title='Rants, because I can'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2635098112156924812</id><published>2011-10-13T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:00:10.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An IB quote for the day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.. makes you remember the crap you have to go through for a Diploma.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working on my Extended Essay, World Literature paper, Business Assessment paper, Theory of Knowledge paper, English Commentary AND my uni application essays for the past who-knows-how-long. I'll be the first to admit that distractions have got the best of me, and I haven't been the most productive the last who-knows-how-long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, I don't fully blame myself, for writing these papers are like constipation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, constipation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You push for hours to get shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to sound demotivated, but I've been staying in school for 11 hours the past week, practically living here, playing mellow music to (in Vicki's words) " help us think", but still, whatever's written still doesn't seem up to par. Why oh why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make things even more "challenging", we have mocks next week, S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT1 the next month, probably SAT2 in December, and CAS proposals/journals/pictures/activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IB SUFFERING TODAY, IB YOUR BOSS TOMORROW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It better be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles, off to poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iC0Kzb0-0J8/TpZh4qyPUrI/AAAAAAAABHo/0j_k8wRgrZs/s400/ib.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662821207650554546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ibdp 0512 and 0513 cohort.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2635098112156924812?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2635098112156924812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2635098112156924812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2635098112156924812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2635098112156924812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/ib-quote-for-day.html' title='An IB quote for the day..'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iC0Kzb0-0J8/TpZh4qyPUrI/AAAAAAAABHo/0j_k8wRgrZs/s72-c/ib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3112343193040856842</id><published>2011-10-07T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:31:39.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of forgotten blogs and incorrect passwords.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course the latter is not true, considering how I practically sign in every&lt;s&gt;hours&lt;/s&gt;day to check my e-mail.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, yes, blogging hasn't been quite the norm in the past, er, 4 months?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has been hectic, and procrastination hasn't been a friend. I think I spend more time editing and updating my Creativity, Action, Service page for school then I ever did on here. But then again, I guess that's quite a good thing, considering I have finally did some stuff that I can consider an achievement :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend circles have been expanding, the new batch of DPs arrived about a month ag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o, and they're generally a pretty cool bunch of weirdos. DPs gaining recognition in the &lt;s&gt;world muahaha&lt;/s&gt; school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discovered Sungha Jung! Alright let me rephrase, discovered the joys of listening to Sungha Jung and those possessed fingers of his. That boy, is pure gifted. And he is 15. I dare you to listen to one of his songs on Youtube and not be impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And those were the three things you absolutely needed to know :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before leaving, here's a picture we made for Ong Sue Ann to take to UK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CyXLFgDXO4/To8bFOygdlI/AAAAAAAABHg/GsutISKBIcE/s400/The%2Belectronic%2Bversion..png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660773033311237714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night world. On a random note, I heart you International Baccalaureate Diploma Program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3112343193040856842?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3112343193040856842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3112343193040856842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3112343193040856842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3112343193040856842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-forgotten-blogs-and-incorrect.html' title='Of forgotten blogs and incorrect passwords.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CyXLFgDXO4/To8bFOygdlI/AAAAAAAABHg/GsutISKBIcE/s72-c/The%2Belectronic%2Bversion..png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2768043277822596910</id><published>2011-09-07T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:15:20.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my three hundred and first post. It's been almost five years since I've started blogging, the passion and hype definitely died at some point, but it's always good when I have to express something. (to, who but not my lovely spammers in the cbox, kidding, kidding)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today I found out from Brendan that Ing Shaun was the new school captain. Genuinely quite surprise at that. I never knew Ing Shaun much, I mean, maybe a few camps when he was a junior probate. I remember him being one of the last 4 probates joining Monday meetings. A regular form 2 kid who was given a chance because some of his probate classmates messed up and were kicked out. (so I speculate, but you didn't hear it from me) He was quiet. Not one of the popular kids I hear a lot about. Average Joe. At least, from my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Point is, no I don't really HAVE one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if there were at least one thing I learnt from this, that would be, there still IS time to make things work for you, right? You don't have to be majorly talented or outstanding in everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not filling yourself up with ten thousand and one clubs doesn't mean you're inferior or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I say that you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am currently going through a very long and grueling process of applying to university. And the fact that almost every school is looking for a "bright and talented scholar" isn't that encouraging at all. Even IF I were the president of the Leo club, or school captain, really, how many else out there are there?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt; we can make things worst by saying I'm in reality, neither of the aforementioned &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if we do see it from an academic point of view, I don't suck at studies, I generally pull through, getting...mehh...slightly above average marks. I can do everything okay-ish, but never THE ULTIMATE BEST at one thing. I don't represent the school for brainy competitions, I don't get the highest marks in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, how do I even expect to get into an even slightly reputable school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is turning pretty negative ain't it? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAHHHHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my attempts of writing an application essay ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2768043277822596910?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2768043277822596910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2768043277822596910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2768043277822596910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2768043277822596910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-my-three-hundred-and-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2956983861263806574</id><published>2011-08-16T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:34:21.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Tumblr took over Blogger.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry blogger. But for now, it's Tumblr ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.wasteyourtimeat.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because sometimes a whole post can be summed up in one tumblr picture. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2956983861263806574?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2956983861263806574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2956983861263806574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2956983861263806574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2956983861263806574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-tumblr-took-over-blogger.html' title='When Tumblr took over Blogger.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2302129271747178134</id><published>2011-08-09T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:52:02.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took me a while to realize it was August. Even though I remember being happy that it was the 1st (read : allowance), it never really occurred to me that it was...August?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that time of year again where it's legit to sing "wake me up when September ends", only this time, waking up in October doesn't actually help much either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days where October (or at least, the end of October) meant UNO cards, homemade Poker cards (and money!) and post exam activities are gone forever! Gasp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I stayed up till 3 talking to a bunch of friends, who kept saying how much they missed high school. I remember so clearly telling Eric, that I would never ever miss school, how wrong I was eh. There's just so much work these days. Haiyorr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mehh, okay I'm sleepy. Shall continue ranting tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2302129271747178134?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2302129271747178134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2302129271747178134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2302129271747178134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2302129271747178134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/08/took-me-while-to-realize-it-was-august.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3585646316036810486</id><published>2011-07-15T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:57:45.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlogSphere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I would consider this a real post, considering how the others have been blunt, or short. Anyway, these are 10 things I have done in the past month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a non-chronological order, what would you expect of me anyway eh ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Copa Iba Captain Ball tournament. Funny how we lost to Bangsar, again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYtIT-vTSuk/TiBRKqniu2I/AAAAAAAABFA/FnH2NixzJrE/s1600/copaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYtIT-vTSuk/TiBRKqniu2I/AAAAAAAABFA/FnH2NixzJrE/s400/copaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588777893804898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) Appear on Brochures &lt;s&gt;for a cause I don't stand for &lt;/s&gt; haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5m-KLmH_9vc/TiBPUB1omFI/AAAAAAAABE4/lTsUg7on7Os/s1600/fv.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5m-KLmH_9vc/TiBPUB1omFI/AAAAAAAABE4/lTsUg7on7Os/s400/fv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586739722491986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3) Admire myself in posters which I appear on ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvDw20YXljc/TiBPTxk_sWI/AAAAAAAABEw/pNT1VEnJ-nU/s1600/fvv.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvDw20YXljc/TiBPTxk_sWI/AAAAAAAABEw/pNT1VEnJ-nU/s400/fvv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586735357735266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4) Play ghetto/gangster &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uGqbg3jXIU/TiBPT4sXJ4I/AAAAAAAABEo/f0pwWNm8LDg/s1600/hoodies.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uGqbg3jXIU/TiBPT4sXJ4I/AAAAAAAABEo/f0pwWNm8LDg/s400/hoodies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586737267681154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5) Play laser tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFVRER4RKO0/TiBPTdggPLI/AAAAAAAABEg/y5Zed5hrPyw/s1600/laser.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFVRER4RKO0/TiBPTdggPLI/AAAAAAAABEg/y5Zed5hrPyw/s400/laser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586729970187442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izlaEwja7ZA/TiBPTfYZKFI/AAAAAAAABEY/dR5TKDaMJSc/s1600/laserr.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izlaEwja7ZA/TiBPTfYZKFI/AAAAAAAABEY/dR5TKDaMJSc/s400/laserr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586730473039954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6) Awkward posing in the science lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srycz09XVXU/TiBO9WcgtHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/QPLMo0ulzSc/s1600/lab.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srycz09XVXU/TiBO9WcgtHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/QPLMo0ulzSc/s400/lab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586350117270642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7) Be a part of a Malaysian Record&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgE6xwAgnWk/TiBO9VZfOnI/AAAAAAAABEI/-gudmTFsS1Q/s1600/paper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgE6xwAgnWk/TiBO9VZfOnI/AAAAAAAABEI/-gudmTFsS1Q/s400/paper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586349836155506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8) Dress the same as Vicki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JphXK6P2Aak/TiBO9Cs7iHI/AAAAAAAABEA/uU57dTtfHgQ/s1600/tm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JphXK6P2Aak/TiBO9Cs7iHI/AAAAAAAABEA/uU57dTtfHgQ/s400/tm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586344817428594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9) Be a dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQByrlozkg/TiBO9I9l19I/AAAAAAAABD4/WGF57PurUtM/s1600/science.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQByrlozkg/TiBO9I9l19I/AAAAAAAABD4/WGF57PurUtM/s400/science.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586346497923026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10) Hang out with the eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpt5PAfJ57E/TiBO8xRIbXI/AAAAAAAABDw/Sh0SHWWJJ_M/s1600/the8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpt5PAfJ57E/TiBO8xRIbXI/AAAAAAAABDw/Sh0SHWWJJ_M/s400/the8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586340137430386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3585646316036810486?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3585646316036810486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3585646316036810486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3585646316036810486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3585646316036810486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/blogsphere.html' title='BlogSphere.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYtIT-vTSuk/TiBRKqniu2I/AAAAAAAABFA/FnH2NixzJrE/s72-c/copaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1008946046184961132</id><published>2011-07-08T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:18:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead blog oh dead blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's one thing I am absolutely sure of, is that time literally flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to think twice before realizing that I've been studying for 6 months already. Six months! Eleven more and I'm done, can you believe that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just five seconds ago, I wanted to "test out the internet" for 5 minutes, and when I look up again, an hour and 25 minutes has passed by. What is this sorcery!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curse you internet. Can't &lt;s&gt;live&lt;/s&gt; study with you, can't live without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*edited after forever*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2, Jen-Li you can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An update in the next week, I promise myself.&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/9054897941955254911-1008946046184961132?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1008946046184961132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1008946046184961132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1008946046184961132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1008946046184961132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/dead-blog-oh-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4045707268986944459</id><published>2011-06-17T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T00:56:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Friends Are With Friends</title><content type='html'>Ever been that awkward person who gets left out in conversations a lot? Even though you try really hard fitting in a line or two, a laugh or joke, things still don't work out because bottom line is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST DON'T FIT IN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;or maybe they just hate you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's pretty sad and annoying. Mostly sad. Why can't we all live in peace and harmony, and enjoy each other's company and talk about things we all know? (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Cliche "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;" essay line there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I did something, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mayyyybe&lt;/span&gt;, it's just me? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4045707268986944459?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4045707268986944459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4045707268986944459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4045707268986944459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4045707268986944459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-friends-are-with-friends.html' title='When Friends Are With Friends'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2160181148738259786</id><published>2011-06-06T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:13:58.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it's been such a long time, but hey guys! I'm back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of pictures of the past uh..month? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday we went for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yoshua&lt;/span&gt; and Cindy's wedding, kinda helped out and therefore didn't even get to take pictures with the bride and groom. Oh well, congrats to them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh suddenly there's a burst of engagements and now it seems that almost everyone is engaged. :P &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;, more weddings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's a pretty picture of Lemuel, Sue Ann, Lyn and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDH2pLUtvJE/Tez6CEx6C3I/AAAAAAAABDY/W5LO9h0wEi4/s1600/248570_10150319520830410_539125409_9772437_7476801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615137748973914994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDH2pLUtvJE/Tez6CEx6C3I/AAAAAAAABDY/W5LO9h0wEi4/s400/248570_10150319520830410_539125409_9772437_7476801_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the horror of school begun again today. BOO. On a lighter note, here's a bad quality picture of Vic, Vicki and I with the beanie they got me in &lt;s&gt;SAD&lt;/s&gt; SAT class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGS2wN6wPiI/Tez6B1enc1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/npyA90JpIqo/s1600/251035_10150198143729037_675494036_7160937_1205539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615137744866472786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGS2wN6wPiI/Tez6B1enc1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/npyA90JpIqo/s400/251035_10150198143729037_675494036_7160937_1205539_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I just have to tell you all this. One day while driving back home from a family dinner, we were having a chat in the car about how Pa made us a banana split that ONCE when I was like...twelve? And how the whole kitchen turned upside down when he cooked Maggi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mee&lt;/span&gt; for us once when the maid and my mom weren't at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; a pretty fun time in the car laughing about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then last night, while we were watching TV, suddenly both parents &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; mysteriously into the kitchen, while I was far too distracted with E! to bother. When I finally passed by the kitchen with Wei, there they were..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making Banana Splits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:') &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Although they are annoying at times, I gotta say, my parents are pretty darn awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2160181148738259786?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2160181148738259786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2160181148738259786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2160181148738259786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2160181148738259786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-its-been-such-long-time-but-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDH2pLUtvJE/Tez6CEx6C3I/AAAAAAAABDY/W5LO9h0wEi4/s72-c/248570_10150319520830410_539125409_9772437_7476801_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-9137570139297628848</id><published>2011-05-23T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:55:24.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember that time when I put up a fake birthdate on Facebook just to see who would wish me?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you'd probably not. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, I've turned semi legal (with the exceptions of voting, or running for parlimen) yesterday. Somehow the feeling of being able to legally buy a packet of cigarettes or drink hasn't really hit me yet (not that I do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I would want to stay 17, I mean, 17 is a pretty fine age. You get to drive, and still have the benefits of being a minor. Wait, is 18 still considered a minor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, the birthday was good&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sissy Jen Lyn for the... stuff ;)&lt;br /&gt;Parents for the very expensive perfume&lt;br /&gt;The STB for that post (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, 150 facebook wishers, &lt;s&gt;although MOST weren't exactly sincere&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you people who sent texts, yeah, sorry I didn't reply the ones who sent it late.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with the Ongs and the Lais&lt;br /&gt;Terrorizing Pavilion with The-Movers was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you V-Jin for Stitch! And sorry bout the 4 miss calls, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear Fairview IB classmates for the Beanie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's funny how expectations never meet reality. Although this year was quite different compared to the last, with 30 classmates surprising me with a cake and then covering me in 100 plus, I'm not complaining (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-9137570139297628848?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/9137570139297628848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=9137570139297628848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9137570139297628848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/9137570139297628848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/remember-that-time-when-i-put-up-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8518491100813426395</id><published>2011-05-21T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:41:28.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Materialism</title><content type='html'>No Cake, just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Froyo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;G2 pens of all colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;, whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kundang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MBS&lt;/span&gt; was good. Not the same as the last one, but good-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I found myself a new Mongolian &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Michelin&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemuel, Hon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yau&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zhong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; got dunked into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;captainball&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ravern's&lt;/span&gt; camera, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy's iPhone, cracked his security code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Currypuff&lt;/span&gt;, garlic bread.&lt;br /&gt;Jump shots, a bit failed.&lt;br /&gt;Muscle cramps, headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bliss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8518491100813426395?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8518491100813426395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8518491100813426395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8518491100813426395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8518491100813426395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/materialism.html' title='Materialism'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8099536546784550209</id><published>2011-05-21T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:15:46.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Puffer fish wannabe NS going essay writing winning non-employee of the month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemuel Ong Chin Shan! Wootz! eighteen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that kinda means I've known you for.. 16 years? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8099536546784550209?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8099536546784550209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8099536546784550209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8099536546784550209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8099536546784550209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-puffer-fish-wannabe-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4113957677309362214</id><published>2011-05-20T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:16:29.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday Victoria and I blurted into a loud of tune and awkward "happy birthday" song for William, in front of 20 junior students who gave us weird stares while waiting for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elevator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Toby, Victoria and I went for an aimless school field trip walk around school dodging teachers, in a game of one sided hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which then we then ran and attempted to scare kids on the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor. Banging our faces on doors and shouting, only to find that the class was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Toby, Chloe, Vicki, Victoria, Li Ann, Mark and I, while not so looking forward for SAT classes, went for an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elevator&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;improv&lt;/span&gt; scheme. One which unfortunately turned out to an epic fail, with Chloe and I almost tearing up because of how much we were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the day after tomorrow, would I still be judged when doing silly things like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the second last day of being 17, cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kundang&lt;/span&gt;, here we come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4113957677309362214?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4113957677309362214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4113957677309362214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4113957677309362214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4113957677309362214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/yesterday-victoria-and-i-blurted-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6186211112555514718</id><published>2011-05-05T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:43:52.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so it's just the fifth of may.</title><content type='html'>To the math genius we all &lt;s&gt;secretly want to kill so we can steal her brain and use it for ourselves &lt;/s&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy turning legit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1db8EK-1wb8/TcKZpC2g07I/AAAAAAAABDE/RGT9KvirsK0/s1600/mmm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603209816821519282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1db8EK-1wb8/TcKZpC2g07I/AAAAAAAABDE/RGT9KvirsK0/s400/mmm.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's her with the striped shirt! Yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; her! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YEAP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Li Ann, hope you had fun with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;froyo&lt;/span&gt; and karaoke with the whole class, I know I did;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I want a beanie. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePqPoNR0XG8/TcKZo4p1iRI/AAAAAAAABC8/Q7xhIKs9KDM/s1600/katie-holmes-white-beanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603209814083995922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePqPoNR0XG8/TcKZo4p1iRI/AAAAAAAABC8/Q7xhIKs9KDM/s400/katie-holmes-white-beanie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfg5cdMcMeA/TcKZotXGD7I/AAAAAAAABC0/YeOXVVCD6Hw/s1600/vanessa-hudgens-black-beanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603209811052597170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfg5cdMcMeA/TcKZotXGD7I/AAAAAAAABC0/YeOXVVCD6Hw/s400/vanessa-hudgens-black-beanie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata for now, have a good weekend!&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/9054897941955254911-6186211112555514718?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6186211112555514718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6186211112555514718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6186211112555514718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6186211112555514718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-its-just-fifth-of-may.html' title='so it&apos;s just the fifth of may.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1db8EK-1wb8/TcKZpC2g07I/AAAAAAAABDE/RGT9KvirsK0/s72-c/mmm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-535150406046664055</id><published>2011-05-02T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:40:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's six thousand words</title><content type='html'>Went for a free Justin Bieber concert with Vicki. Although yes we got drenched in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8R0u0TGDqk/Tb7Be_aHiPI/AAAAAAAABCs/ULKBvdhHKgo/s1600/ll.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127724656691442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8R0u0TGDqk/Tb7Be_aHiPI/AAAAAAAABCs/ULKBvdhHKgo/s400/ll.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-laIOXIJ3Acc/Tb7BB2d0vFI/AAAAAAAABCk/4QiFT7MXBe4/s1600/205729_10150158753594037_675494036_6798808_7009831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127224040111186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-laIOXIJ3Acc/Tb7BB2d0vFI/AAAAAAAABCk/4QiFT7MXBe4/s400/205729_10150158753594037_675494036_6798808_7009831_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been installed as an official Toastmaster with my five friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfrhfpuDitQ/Tb7BB9hg68I/AAAAAAAABCc/GoqTPJPTY2s/s1600/227302_1491087376933_1826475282_878984_5876191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127225934638018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfrhfpuDitQ/Tb7BB9hg68I/AAAAAAAABCc/GoqTPJPTY2s/s400/227302_1491087376933_1826475282_878984_5876191_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Made funny faces and complete fools out of myself in Genting with classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEaem6iNS3A/Tb7BBtu-mQI/AAAAAAAABCU/e6IBS4LTutA/s1600/genting.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127221696141570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEaem6iNS3A/Tb7BBtu-mQI/AAAAAAAABCU/e6IBS4LTutA/s400/genting.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out with ex-classmates and got frozen yohgurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il8i-OVkx3E/Tb7BBRZ3FSI/AAAAAAAABCM/NXpgNAutlDw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127214091375906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il8i-OVkx3E/Tb7BBRZ3FSI/AAAAAAAABCM/NXpgNAutlDw/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent one whole day with the Ongs talking and drinking half-priced beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_rNc2eakGqU/Tb7BBAEhwyI/AAAAAAAABCE/uqR1XIMrDiU/s1600/225679_10150281926290410_539125409_9428629_8080549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602127209438495522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_rNc2eakGqU/Tb7BBAEhwyI/AAAAAAAABCE/uqR1XIMrDiU/s400/225679_10150281926290410_539125409_9428629_8080549_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I can't die happy yet. More to come (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good day people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-535150406046664055?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/535150406046664055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=535150406046664055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/535150406046664055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/535150406046664055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/heres-six-thousand-words.html' title='Here&apos;s six thousand words'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8R0u0TGDqk/Tb7Be_aHiPI/AAAAAAAABCs/ULKBvdhHKgo/s72-c/ll.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1858856205393735307</id><published>2011-04-18T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:29:21.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been some time but...</title><content type='html'>Here goes another EIGHT activity! :) Today being the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;twin's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dhanya's&lt;/span&gt; 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, we crashed their house for more than 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PviifTEtzfk/TawrXUWEbrI/AAAAAAAABB8/CDLIUQQ3o50/s1600/279009570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596896116512943794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PviifTEtzfk/TawrXUWEbrI/AAAAAAAABB8/CDLIUQQ3o50/s400/279009570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The eight, banana in Karin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fam's&lt;/span&gt; place. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lftAM7J-jOg/TawrXJdmVQI/AAAAAAAABB0/zkWyMYI8pRM/s1600/279430288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596896113591735554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lftAM7J-jOg/TawrXJdmVQI/AAAAAAAABB0/zkWyMYI8pRM/s400/279430288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday girls and the ones who stayed after lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjP2FP4TIeE/TawrWkRBarI/AAAAAAAABBs/DadnwZfsaJc/s1600/18th.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596896103606872754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjP2FP4TIeE/TawrWkRBarI/AAAAAAAABBs/DadnwZfsaJc/s400/18th.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haven't had such a nice long undisturbed time talking and catching up with the girls. Movies, sleepovers, monopoly deal, lots and lots of food, gossip, farts, cake, burps, pictures, new friends, bad Kenny Rogers food and chocolate chip cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah, love and pure bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dhanya&lt;/span&gt;, have yourselves a wonderful 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! Though we couldn't do anything spectacular for you guys, I hope you all had as much fun as I did :) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFFs&lt;/span&gt;! :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy birthday to Tabby and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a good week ahead people(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1858856205393735307?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1858856205393735307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1858856205393735307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1858856205393735307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1858856205393735307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-some-time-but.html' title='It&apos;s been some time but...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PviifTEtzfk/TawrXUWEbrI/AAAAAAAABB8/CDLIUQQ3o50/s72-c/279009570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1906380154306131913</id><published>2011-04-14T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:30:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXl56e_U-_o/TaaUCqxe6OI/AAAAAAAABBk/MfOmmkFWGm4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595322360616904930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXl56e_U-_o/TaaUCqxe6OI/AAAAAAAABBk/MfOmmkFWGm4/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of an onion root cap cell. Somehow it looks like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pacman&lt;/span&gt; to me. Taken a long time ago, but still, don't you think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pacman&lt;/span&gt; is fun? Okay, that's pretty much it really. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1906380154306131913?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1906380154306131913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1906380154306131913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1906380154306131913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1906380154306131913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-picture-of-onion-root-cap-cell.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXl56e_U-_o/TaaUCqxe6OI/AAAAAAAABBk/MfOmmkFWGm4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8356677503213455920</id><published>2011-04-12T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:00:32.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because im an attention seeker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;how often enough, do you scroll through blogs of friends, looking for a post or mention about yourself?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's like we're all moving forward but I can't keep up with the change. Friends whom I thought were gonna stick till the end with me, despite changing schools, despite graduating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I barely hear from some of my once closest friends nowadays. Barely know what they have been up to. B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arely get invited to what was once something we all did, together.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;When they conveniently forget to call you for an event.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You'll just get hurt putting up a fake birthday like that" - Victoria Lee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The excuses you come up with each and every time just because you think too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;highly&lt;/span&gt; of yourself to join the ones that helped you get where you are now, are pathetic.&lt;/span&gt; Who needs to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt; now, may. This is the highly unorganized post, I realise that.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Anyway, dear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fwens&lt;/span&gt;, Chloe, Li Ann, Pei &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;, Vicki and Victoria, I had an awesome time with you guys. Once more, mandatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8356677503213455920?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8356677503213455920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8356677503213455920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8356677503213455920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8356677503213455920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-im-attention-seeker.html' title='because im an attention seeker.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8393712470006694717</id><published>2011-04-09T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:31:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help.</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why my blog sorta squishes all the words into something like the post before this. WHY?! I enjoy my space! I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;claustrophobic&lt;/span&gt;! ANYWAY, anyone can help me? please and thank you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8393712470006694717?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8393712470006694717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8393712470006694717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8393712470006694717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8393712470006694717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/help.html' title='Help.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4173229119532805492</id><published>2011-03-31T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:30:08.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog: why you no opened to public?</title><content type='html'>Scene: You stumbled upon a friend's friend's friend's blog link on your friend's friend's blog. (and/or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page) You know who this friend's friend's friend is, not like KNOW know, just know. (usually happens to people who's had quite a lot of rumours and/or drama happening around them, either that or they're just pretty popular) You: Oh gosh, I've gotta stalk him/her. Action: *right click* , *open link in new tab* Scene: " This blog is open to invited readers only" (and/or a locked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;POTONG&lt;/span&gt; STEAM. How am I supposed to stalk people like that you tell me? Considering the fact that now almost all blogs are either privatised, perished or under construction. WHAT'S THE FREAKING POINT. On another note, did you know that in total, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; wastes 700 billion of the human race's time, in a month? Yeah, I bet you didn't. Have a good weekend, tomorrow when you wake up at 7 am, go downstairs and eat some cereal, wait at a bus stop and hop into a car full of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tweens&lt;/span&gt;, dance around in front of a green screen and party and party and.... OH WHAT HAVE I BECOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4173229119532805492?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4173229119532805492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4173229119532805492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4173229119532805492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4173229119532805492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-why-you-no-opened-to-public.html' title='blog: why you no opened to public?'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4566332879151411738</id><published>2011-03-26T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:04:45.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In universal shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7s__HH_uAc/TY3twmMy1gI/AAAAAAAABBc/DVT12PTdxG4/s1600/Earth-Shoes-40745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588384131780367874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7s__HH_uAc/TY3twmMy1gI/AAAAAAAABBc/DVT12PTdxG4/s400/Earth-Shoes-40745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Did you do your part to lessen your carbon footprint (by, what? 0.00002 percent? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;) today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Earth Hour, happens every year, for ONE hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let's do the stats, that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;0.0027397260273973 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that's 0.1643835616438356 minutes a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that's about 10 seconds, per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To cut all power sources. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And yet, there wasn't even one house completely dark in the region of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalan&lt;/span&gt; B5 and B3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But think about, what will one hour really do? Will realization really hit one while conserving energy for a mere 60 minutes? No, I highly doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I wouldn't consider myself the most energy conserving or green person on the earth. But if every little thing I do contributes, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And if everyone does the little things, that times the six billion souls on earth, I'm guessing there will be an impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So guys, refuse your next plastic bag. Don't let the water run while brushing your teeth. And, you really don't need that whole stack of tissues from the restaurant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's one step closer to the six million plastic bags we're saving today&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, if you're wondering. We did turn off the lights! But not the fan, and the radio. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, THE LITTLE THINGS COUNT, don't judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have a good Sunday.&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/9054897941955254911-4566332879151411738?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4566332879151411738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4566332879151411738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4566332879151411738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4566332879151411738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-universal-shoes.html' title='In universal shoes'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7s__HH_uAc/TY3twmMy1gI/AAAAAAAABBc/DVT12PTdxG4/s72-c/Earth-Shoes-40745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4007166783178745535</id><published>2011-03-24T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:38:03.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a 2010 SPM candidate's shoes</title><content type='html'>For one, being in those pair of shoes hurt. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;These were the actual pair of shoes I had on, &lt;s&gt;being ignorant&lt;/s&gt; not knowing that they would hurt so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, that's not part of the whole story here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzZgJB3mPNg/TYtDzMWTSaI/AAAAAAAABBU/tl_ZAief-QY/s1600/26163_349843993323_528853323_3555678_4434618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587634309450385826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzZgJB3mPNg/TYtDzMWTSaI/AAAAAAAABBU/tl_ZAief-QY/s400/26163_349843993323_528853323_3555678_4434618_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;, considerably the biggest and most crucial exam of any other regular national school going form five student. Results came out yesterday, although I highly doubt that teachers need that long a time to mark all of the exam scripts, but yeah, who am I to question, and unlike most years I know of (or rather, pay attention to), results could actually be gotten via &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; text!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; results can be collected through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Well where's the fun in that?&lt;br /&gt;The safety and comfort of my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well needless to say, anything related to technology and Malaysia fails.&lt;br /&gt;Thus even after sending in the request to check for results SEVEN times. All I got was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMQuAOMbq4/TYtDUdf6TYI/AAAAAAAABBM/CW1_OcgUa6w/s1600/P1020123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587633781478149506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMQuAOMbq4/TYtDUdf6TYI/AAAAAAAABBM/CW1_OcgUa6w/s400/P1020123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijLkRL34UCg/TYtDUNhyZsI/AAAAAAAABBE/NjMFt36Lty4/s1600/P1020124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587633777191052994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijLkRL34UCg/TYtDUNhyZsI/AAAAAAAABBE/NjMFt36Lty4/s400/P1020124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yaee&lt;/span&gt;. Malaysia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melawatians&lt;/span&gt; @ Old Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3vkx-g29c8/TYtB2eM8lqI/AAAAAAAABA8/o1wGT1QHrXQ/s1600/P1020042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587632166759339682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3vkx-g29c8/TYtB2eM8lqI/AAAAAAAABA8/o1wGT1QHrXQ/s400/P1020042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took the train to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WMS&lt;/span&gt;, met friends, got results, called parents, called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melawatians&lt;/span&gt;, saw teachers, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;terrorized&lt;/span&gt; the backseat of Elora &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Low's&lt;/span&gt; car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*no picture available*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wesleyans&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AT7uh1ii25I/TYtB18uY0NI/AAAAAAAABA0/_xy24_YCKpU/s1600/P1020067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587632157772796114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AT7uh1ii25I/TYtB18uY0NI/AAAAAAAABA0/_xy24_YCKpU/s400/P1020067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Classmates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqvp3Se4i5M/TYtB1mdZp4I/AAAAAAAABAs/3WxwAfufgK0/s1600/P1020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587632151795967874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqvp3Se4i5M/TYtB1mdZp4I/AAAAAAAABAs/3WxwAfufgK0/s400/P1020074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melawatians&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71gS_tg0utQ/TYtB1VbrRUI/AAAAAAAABAk/mypBQxAjWkw/s1600/P1020081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587632147225331010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71gS_tg0utQ/TYtB1VbrRUI/AAAAAAAABAk/mypBQxAjWkw/s400/P1020081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The retard. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84j6Y4w6InI/TYtB1E68-1I/AAAAAAAABAc/V23gqW5d8f4/s1600/P1020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587632142793112402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84j6Y4w6InI/TYtB1E68-1I/AAAAAAAABAc/V23gqW5d8f4/s400/P1020086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a group picture of dinner because I was too scared of trusting my camera into the hands of a questionable person. I kid, it was blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have a picture of when we were actually collecting results cause.. err.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at night, we celebrated &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; Emily's birthday at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ong's&lt;/span&gt; place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feet hurt. ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, even after reading this much, you still don't (and won't) know my results. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week peeps! cause it's.... FRIDAY FRIDAY;) tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4007166783178745535?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4007166783178745535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4007166783178745535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4007166783178745535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4007166783178745535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-2010-spm-candidates-shoes.html' title='In a 2010 SPM candidate&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzZgJB3mPNg/TYtDzMWTSaI/AAAAAAAABBU/tl_ZAief-QY/s72-c/26163_349843993323_528853323_3555678_4434618_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1930371573948824525</id><published>2011-03-22T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T16:39:40.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Rebecca's shoes.</title><content type='html'>Besides the bed intruder song, I think the next best laugh on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; would be Friday. What is Friday you ask? Well I don't blame you for asking, as Black fever has yet to hit Malaysia (that badly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, is a song, sung by none other than the very talented and brave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; Black. No, she's not an artist, nor was she popular before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; Black, we don't hate you cause you are famous, you are famous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; we hate you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;. I like cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCiEVxTTJCQ/TYhZ3DsHv4I/AAAAAAAABAU/SoRXll8-3Z4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586814140171140994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCiEVxTTJCQ/TYhZ3DsHv4I/AAAAAAAABAU/SoRXll8-3Z4/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum thought I was a good singer, so she sent me to this guy! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqIeC1VOEbw/TYhZ3LrDQuI/AAAAAAAABAM/AZ_kLXLMWrY/s1600/19845_Patrice_Wilson_Friday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586814142314136290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqIeC1VOEbw/TYhZ3LrDQuI/AAAAAAAABAM/AZ_kLXLMWrY/s400/19845_Patrice_Wilson_Friday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's actually a really helpful guy I tell you! He charged only two thousand bucks to produce a song for me! He co-wrote the song for me, produced an awesome music video for me (using &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;autotune&lt;/span&gt;, of course), and eventually made me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; sensation! Besides that, he even made a cameo appearance rap on my music video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kicking in the front seat, sitting in the back seat, gotta make up my mind, which seat should I take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really blame him for writing a piece of literal crap. Maybe he thinks I'm still young and thus vibrant, educational and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;repetitive&lt;/span&gt; lyrics would appeal to my listeners. After all, he did help me achieve 30 million hits on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, thirty million hits. That's tons compared to all the other &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; girls whose parents also paid him and his company two thousand bucks to produce a song for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We we we we so excited. We so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numerous comments on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; broke my heart, I'm only 13 after all. But I'm staying strong and I got over them. I even had the guts to ask Justin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beiber&lt;/span&gt; to sing a duet with me. I think he isn't too keen on that though, seeing what he posted on Twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sunday comes after Saturday? Weird."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxxbzSc5eek/TYhZ2ghdF8I/AAAAAAAABAE/yUor5SGNQQg/s1600/imagesCAB3JZ6C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586814130731161538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxxbzSc5eek/TYhZ2ghdF8I/AAAAAAAABAE/yUor5SGNQQg/s400/imagesCAB3JZ6C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well duh Sunday comes after Saturday, what's so weird about that, silly Justin. I change my mind about working with you already, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noob&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't think you're all that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beiber&lt;/span&gt;, it's not like your songs are that great, I mean come on, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eenie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meenie&lt;/span&gt; Mini Mo? Why not you just come up with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Humpty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dumpty&lt;/span&gt; then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I'll sing a duet with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbForJHO6w0/TYhZ2XNTCqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2I4SxBu7RY8/s1600/imagesCA0LCL4D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586814128230697634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbForJHO6w0/TYhZ2XNTCqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2I4SxBu7RY8/s400/imagesCA0LCL4D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1930371573948824525?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1930371573948824525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1930371573948824525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1930371573948824525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1930371573948824525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-rebeccas-shoes.html' title='In Rebecca&apos;s shoes.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCiEVxTTJCQ/TYhZ3DsHv4I/AAAAAAAABAU/SoRXll8-3Z4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8225447827714979356</id><published>2011-03-20T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:26:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Japan's shoes</title><content type='html'>I'll admit that the earthquake in Japan didn't really affect me, though thousands of lives were lost and many more of them ruined. For one, even if Japan WAS victim to the largest ever earthquake, they're living conditions are still better than us here. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The probable hint of worry was that  - aw gee, now we can't get sushi anymore. Which by its own, is already irrelevant as they are Sushi King, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sakae&lt;/span&gt; Sushi, Sushi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zenmai&lt;/span&gt; (and a whole lot more) outlets right here in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel at all guilty walking pass the people asking for donations for the Japanese. It's not really something I'm proud of either. I always stood for giving first hand help instead of financial aid. But then again, it wasn't like I WAS giving any help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, exactly one week after what happened, I saw this somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of a nation that needs your prayer, and pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty simple thing to do, compared to living the whole chaos like they're doing right now. I guess these things don't affect me because I'm ignorant towards them. But what if it really did happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;(well, geographically and logically speaking this would really, never happen here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it good to know that somewhere in the world, a complete stranger is helping you, in one way or the other. I guess I would want that too. I hope this feeling isn't temporary, but then again, I don't trust myself that much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, yes, I'm back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogsphere&lt;/span&gt;. After series of feeling completely down, getting back up, stressed out, happy, contended and learning to just live with it. Attempting once more to update regularly. I actually really do enjoy writing (whether there are readers, that's another story) and reading back what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it's five more days till Friday. Can't wait, have a good week people.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8225447827714979356?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8225447827714979356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8225447827714979356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8225447827714979356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8225447827714979356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-japans-shoes.html' title='In Japan&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8405274052591390473</id><published>2011-03-01T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:27:01.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPuL5besrLE/TWzim5rwqXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6KEXCQaYXkY/s1600/johnny_automatic_marching_band_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579083196352473458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPuL5besrLE/TWzim5rwqXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6KEXCQaYXkY/s400/johnny_automatic_marching_band_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; It's MARCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was once a young girl of age 10 when I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UPSR&lt;/span&gt; ( standard exam taken when one is 12, in Malaysia) was still years away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, 8 years just passed. And it's March. For once, I only want to remain 17 and 10 months for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today made me picture my life if I had gone to Methodist College &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;, in short &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MCKL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruorong&lt;/span&gt;, Deborah and I visited the college after school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MCKL&lt;/span&gt; kinda never made my list of COLLEGES I MAY ATTEND. I have no idea why, maybe it had something to do with it's location, or the courses offered there, or how tiny it's cafeteria looked. (most probably either one of the first two reasons)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Back then preferences were&lt;br /&gt;a) Fly to America&lt;br /&gt;b) TAR college&lt;br /&gt;c) ADP&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;s&gt; waitress at TGIF &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But here I am three months later in some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;highSCHOOL&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;My post secondary school life somewhat differs from stereotypes, where there are parties, balls and walking by unknown people in campus hallways. I see, the same (though pretty darn awesome) &lt;s&gt;9&lt;/s&gt; 8 people everyday. I have recess time, and I still depend on my mother to ferry me around :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not that I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt;, less people, less drama, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; a tight-knitted family. All teachers know us by name, and we get to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;harass&lt;/span&gt; tiny younger high school kids. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On another note, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't have another note. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; peeps, it's JUSTIN &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BIEBER'S&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8405274052591390473?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8405274052591390473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8405274052591390473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8405274052591390473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8405274052591390473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-my.html' title='Oh my..'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPuL5besrLE/TWzim5rwqXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6KEXCQaYXkY/s72-c/johnny_automatic_marching_band_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1231056383435648176</id><published>2011-02-22T21:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:53:57.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PD.</title><content type='html'>A spontaneous decision to make a trip down south, although I had almost nothing to do with the planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago, we were all strangers, I loathed at the thought of you guys coming to the same class as I was in, I hated you and bickered constantly with you, I couldn't tell between the difference of your two same faces, I thought of you as just another boy who attended the same maths tuition as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years later, it's pretty safe to say, you guys are the type of friends that can be kept for life, the kind that you can talk to shit about (literally), type you don't have to pretend around, the type who love you no matter how irritating you are in certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not forgetting those who unfortunately couldn't make it this time (but fear not! 2012!) Lemuel and Hannah in NS, Serena who is sick and Tan who... just doesn't want to go (ugh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Port Dickson Trip, 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Feb 2011&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll let the pictures do the talking for now. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; gang. Arthur, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dhanya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt;, Nikki, Jen, Karin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XATyOZ-nLro/TWPC-0ZlIJI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pNwWeFfLzFg/s1600/185721_10150102715957450_529452449_6118217_5854110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576515148088418450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XATyOZ-nLro/TWPC-0ZlIJI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pNwWeFfLzFg/s400/185721_10150102715957450_529452449_6118217_5854110_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Avillion&lt;/span&gt; Admiral Cove hotel, view from room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ri5hHe5eAk/TWPC-qBFNVI/AAAAAAAAA_c/11YxN5m0qn4/s1600/179811_10150102718272450_529452449_6118251_7447330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576515145301308754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ri5hHe5eAk/TWPC-qBFNVI/AAAAAAAAA_c/11YxN5m0qn4/s400/179811_10150102718272450_529452449_6118251_7447330_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk-UIWVPZo8/TWPCnaDhafI/AAAAAAAAA_U/gFbqAywDysU/s1600/183753_10150102719687450_529452449_6118275_5160994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514745879587314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk-UIWVPZo8/TWPCnaDhafI/AAAAAAAAA_U/gFbqAywDysU/s400/183753_10150102719687450_529452449_6118275_5160994_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6rvUseu66A/TWPCnDRWD7I/AAAAAAAAA_M/_sU52RqVcE0/s1600/183640_10150102716742450_529452449_6118228_100875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514739763548082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6rvUseu66A/TWPCnDRWD7I/AAAAAAAAA_M/_sU52RqVcE0/s400/183640_10150102716742450_529452449_6118228_100875_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big nice room for 2. Super small room for 7, still nice though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOSZyF9Miw/TWPCnGH8xsI/AAAAAAAAA_E/aEQi3XtJG1c/s1600/183583_10150102718192450_529452449_6118250_9352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514740529448642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOSZyF9Miw/TWPCnGH8xsI/AAAAAAAAA_E/aEQi3XtJG1c/s400/183583_10150102718192450_529452449_6118250_9352_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnCwap0tEEA/TWPCm1zbnlI/AAAAAAAAA-8/IBLXIqo-zhE/s1600/180676_10150102717137450_529452449_6118233_1291374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514736148422226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnCwap0tEEA/TWPCm1zbnlI/AAAAAAAAA-8/IBLXIqo-zhE/s400/180676_10150102717137450_529452449_6118233_1291374_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunset!! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF-mH6jkQhg/TWPCmoWL2eI/AAAAAAAAA-0/kJNYrivlPqc/s1600/179811_10150102718272450_529452449_6118251_7447330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514732536093154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF-mH6jkQhg/TWPCmoWL2eI/AAAAAAAAA-0/kJNYrivlPqc/s400/179811_10150102718272450_529452449_6118251_7447330_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt; the awesome guy who drive there, drove us everywhere:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner on the beach. BLISS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erFuuRohOwI/TWPCRpEJnKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Ieqx77YRBtk/s1600/184677_10150102720432450_529452449_6118288_7177893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514371951631522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erFuuRohOwI/TWPCRpEJnKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Ieqx77YRBtk/s400/184677_10150102720432450_529452449_6118288_7177893_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MWiQ1w9g3s/TWPCReX6d8I/AAAAAAAAA-k/YR7ZNm3i6tM/s1600/180559_10150102720752450_529452449_6118299_6736518_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514369081735106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MWiQ1w9g3s/TWPCReX6d8I/AAAAAAAAA-k/YR7ZNm3i6tM/s400/180559_10150102720752450_529452449_6118299_6736518_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2. Rise and shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06DZEHxI1do/TWPCRMZZuII/AAAAAAAAA-c/CyKpw5QdIA4/s1600/183105_10150102727822450_529452449_6118415_2427635_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514364256139394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06DZEHxI1do/TWPCRMZZuII/AAAAAAAAA-c/CyKpw5QdIA4/s400/183105_10150102727822450_529452449_6118415_2427635_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need in the morning, your phone, a blank look, and coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576515729532358434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5CI_-eKiwc/TWPDgqcnjyI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Su8QIIFz6T8/s400/180125_10150102729187450_529452449_6118432_1067398_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why we woke up at 7 that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5j7AtieLUk/TWPCRL5y1wI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Nf51Nt7xyX8/s1600/180095_10150102727937450_529452449_6118416_5236447_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514364123567874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5j7AtieLUk/TWPCRL5y1wI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Nf51Nt7xyX8/s400/180095_10150102727937450_529452449_6118416_5236447_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks at the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxoYfCfgqqo/TWPCQ3BWvLI/AAAAAAAAA-M/rrzDbehkxxw/s1600/183734_10150103409562450_529452449_6126458_1043664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576514358518135986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxoYfCfgqqo/TWPCQ3BWvLI/AAAAAAAAA-M/rrzDbehkxxw/s400/183734_10150103409562450_529452449_6126458_1043664_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAalQydV9Jk/TWPBxyVGwwI/AAAAAAAAA-E/6iNqPJmXd4g/s1600/183730_10150102730417450_529452449_6118459_5126881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513824682853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAalQydV9Jk/TWPBxyVGwwI/AAAAAAAAA-E/6iNqPJmXd4g/s400/183730_10150102730417450_529452449_6118459_5126881_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you guys sure you can sleep on the couch?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we are men!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you guys need help carrying that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we are men!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men" in the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3droqvyAR8I/TWPBxvtx4lI/AAAAAAAAA98/rLRaBxzbtwM/s1600/183788_10150103087652450_529452449_6122382_7767957_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513823981036114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3droqvyAR8I/TWPBxvtx4lI/AAAAAAAAA98/rLRaBxzbtwM/s400/183788_10150103087652450_529452449_6122382_7767957_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch by the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjBuvHG_hNk/TWPBxrqaNwI/AAAAAAAAA90/lB6ebV1jczk/s1600/184151_10150103411882450_529452449_6126498_101861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513822893160194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjBuvHG_hNk/TWPBxrqaNwI/AAAAAAAAA90/lB6ebV1jczk/s400/184151_10150103411882450_529452449_6126498_101861_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While the swimmers swam&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVhpC7f9rb4/TWPBxZDdQlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iBouIQR_HNM/s1600/183426_10150103412997450_529452449_6126515_2623514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513817897943634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVhpC7f9rb4/TWPBxZDdQlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iBouIQR_HNM/s400/183426_10150103412997450_529452449_6126515_2623514_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72FnhX4T6JE/TWPBxHlakTI/AAAAAAAAA9k/9bFRQuOQwJ0/s1600/182405_10150102732547450_529452449_6118493_3508700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513813208535346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72FnhX4T6JE/TWPBxHlakTI/AAAAAAAAA9k/9bFRQuOQwJ0/s400/182405_10150102732547450_529452449_6118493_3508700_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DAt6j58gE2A/TWPBWej2FrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/O49oHOOyHU0/s1600/184770_10150103407387450_529452449_6126420_4972472_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513355519497906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DAt6j58gE2A/TWPBWej2FrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/O49oHOOyHU0/s400/184770_10150103407387450_529452449_6126420_4972472_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJINE3heF4w/TWPBWdaoL3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/wrDmFrUY2x4/s1600/185931_10150103407852450_529452449_6126428_5493225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513355212402546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJINE3heF4w/TWPBWdaoL3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/wrDmFrUY2x4/s400/185931_10150103407852450_529452449_6126428_5493225_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we headed for our one and a half hour road trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Melaka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2_rxJ2NBg/TWPBV2fBn-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/2dPLIJGaCzk/s1600/182039_10150103413602450_529452449_6126531_4850801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513344761864162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2_rxJ2NBg/TWPBV2fBn-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/2dPLIJGaCzk/s400/182039_10150103413602450_529452449_6126531_4850801_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for directions in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Melaka&lt;/span&gt;. Must say, we really owe the whole trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt; though, he drove, a super big and awesome car, through hours and hours of endless highways and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; roads, while everyone behind was so tired and fell asleep. SAFELY too! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3eVXd9RfOs/TWPBVynxtzI/AAAAAAAAA88/SFijv70Scfc/s1600/180902_10150103414187450_529452449_6126543_1131473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576513343724828466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3eVXd9RfOs/TWPBVynxtzI/AAAAAAAAA88/SFijv70Scfc/s400/180902_10150103414187450_529452449_6126543_1131473_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sense of direction wasn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jonker's&lt;/span&gt; street, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Melaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uxE_vJYtVk/TWPAxPeDzvI/AAAAAAAAA80/v0cBH4lLnmQ/s1600/185710_10150103417952450_529452449_6126623_6918023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512715813539570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uxE_vJYtVk/TWPAxPeDzvI/AAAAAAAAA80/v0cBH4lLnmQ/s400/185710_10150103417952450_529452449_6126623_6918023_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1tKkdgiI134/TWPAxMu-vtI/AAAAAAAAA8s/s3ViwDzZbVk/s1600/184882_10150103414917450_529452449_6126556_2061906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512715079204562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1tKkdgiI134/TWPAxMu-vtI/AAAAAAAAA8s/s3ViwDzZbVk/s400/184882_10150103414917450_529452449_6126556_2061906_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old people dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWhQjpfEO7c/TWPAw3mZLBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/u5TKQ7rSrc4/s1600/183560_10150103415067450_529452449_6126559_1926720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512709406043154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWhQjpfEO7c/TWPAw3mZLBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/u5TKQ7rSrc4/s400/183560_10150103415067450_529452449_6126559_1926720_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlEVOBawhNM/TWPAwrfAT2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/rdibQoC46qs/s1600/183562_10150103414612450_529452449_6126551_4135005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512706153828194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlEVOBawhNM/TWPAwrfAT2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/rdibQoC46qs/s400/183562_10150103414612450_529452449_6126551_4135005_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we are men"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShD0gmics6I/TWPAwQq4peI/AAAAAAAAA8U/iRVG7HxoF38/s1600/181902_10150103416082450_529452449_6126575_7623402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512698955900386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShD0gmics6I/TWPAwQq4peI/AAAAAAAAA8U/iRVG7HxoF38/s400/181902_10150103416082450_529452449_6126575_7623402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbU0IuZ5Dcs/TWPAKXYZzII/AAAAAAAAA8M/BnxigyBHrNk/s1600/182616_10150103416617450_529452449_6126587_4549987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512047922400386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbU0IuZ5Dcs/TWPAKXYZzII/AAAAAAAAA8M/BnxigyBHrNk/s400/182616_10150103416617450_529452449_6126587_4549987_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A4pv7qVrmZk/TWPAKW_By-I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7aWFHyUx1Bg/s1600/185664_10150103414107450_529452449_6126542_3777800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512047815969762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A4pv7qVrmZk/TWPAKW_By-I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7aWFHyUx1Bg/s400/185664_10150103414107450_529452449_6126542_3777800_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8DLELB_Vd0/TWPAKCjTwWI/AAAAAAAAA78/YrVxsmRI_u8/s1600/182468_10150102720372450_529452449_6118287_5494296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512042330997090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8DLELB_Vd0/TWPAKCjTwWI/AAAAAAAAA78/YrVxsmRI_u8/s400/182468_10150102720372450_529452449_6118287_5494296_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving back to PD at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSa2TvanTWc/TWPAJ_R8k8I/AAAAAAAAA70/8oNdmDFi73M/s1600/181900_10150103420612450_529452449_6126676_1150896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512041452868546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSa2TvanTWc/TWPAJ_R8k8I/AAAAAAAAA70/8oNdmDFi73M/s400/181900_10150103420612450_529452449_6126676_1150896_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a rare sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehA7Fna-Gs4/TWPAJ_WmsOI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Qjo8cr6QM8g/s1600/180038_10150103489177450_529452449_6127252_5122315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576512041472405730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehA7Fna-Gs4/TWPAJ_WmsOI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Qjo8cr6QM8g/s400/180038_10150103489177450_529452449_6127252_5122315_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3! Drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sepang&lt;/span&gt; to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;AIMAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;FARHAN&lt;/span&gt; BIN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;JOHARI&lt;/span&gt; HOW in NS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YohWkyrOQgg/TWO-IAPFALI/AAAAAAAAA7k/uLHGPDWQXIg/s1600/183276_10150103272482450_529452449_6124694_4975355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576509808326279346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YohWkyrOQgg/TWO-IAPFALI/AAAAAAAAA7k/uLHGPDWQXIg/s400/183276_10150103272482450_529452449_6124694_4975355_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His mum bought us food! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;countrymen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eighteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJG5RIM1VPY/TWO-H_BNDWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/PYjrYprpbnI/s1600/181564_10150103273867450_529452449_6124727_2444465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576509807999651170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJG5RIM1VPY/TWO-H_BNDWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/PYjrYprpbnI/s400/181564_10150103273867450_529452449_6124727_2444465_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bald guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVyQHG0XEEs/TWO-H_F3mKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wBN9z5kB8Rg/s1600/182968_10150103274787450_529452449_6124749_7169524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576509808019216546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVyQHG0XEEs/TWO-H_F3mKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wBN9z5kB8Rg/s400/182968_10150103274787450_529452449_6124749_7169524_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLeL45KpWLs/TWO-HqTQ1PI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vKJTdTsuzdE/s1600/182004_10150103275012450_529452449_6124753_7081232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576509802438251762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLeL45KpWLs/TWO-HqTQ1PI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vKJTdTsuzdE/s400/182004_10150103275012450_529452449_6124753_7081232_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt; pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGDpGg7fz7M/TWO-HbL9SfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/mkdEH8KQe48/s1600/181608_10150103274467450_529452449_6124741_6403163_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576509798381079026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGDpGg7fz7M/TWO-HbL9SfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/mkdEH8KQe48/s400/181608_10150103274467450_529452449_6124741_6403163_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that amazing almost 48 hours, we were back in Kuala oh lovely Lumpur. I miss spontaneous decisions, I miss the highway at high speeds, I miss Avilion Admiral Cove, I miss Monopoly deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Won't miss my friends, I get to see more of them :) hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a good week ahead guys, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1231056383435648176?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1231056383435648176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1231056383435648176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1231056383435648176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1231056383435648176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/pd.html' title='PD.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XATyOZ-nLro/TWPC-0ZlIJI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pNwWeFfLzFg/s72-c/185721_10150102715957450_529452449_6118217_5854110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7824214643048053712</id><published>2011-02-16T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:41:50.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SMACKAMOLEE (this is really not that interesting)</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why Malay and Indian guys randomly say "ah moi" each time they see a Chinese girl pass by??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like they want to call you call you, like if you dropped your wallet or something, they just want to.. call you? With no particular reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if you look back or towards them, they don't do much. It's a habitual thing I guess, like a motion sensor to say "ah moi" each time some Chinese girl walks past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on, it's not like Chinese girls walk pass guys and randomly say "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abang&lt;/span&gt;" right? And (hopefully) Chinese guys don't walk around randomly saying something to Malay and Indian girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is a really Malaysian thing, like Milo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ais&lt;/span&gt;, either that, or I've not really been out of the country much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, my sister just made crepes. Forgive me, I have no idea how to do the e with the line on the top thing. And, I've got a math test &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earthlinks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7824214643048053712?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7824214643048053712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7824214643048053712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7824214643048053712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7824214643048053712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/holy-smackamolee-this-is-really-not.html' title='HOLY SMACKAMOLEE (this is really not that interesting)'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6427769541958712853</id><published>2011-02-13T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:16:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I found this on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Yang's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;, yes I do rather quite a lot of blog hopping. Anyway, It's so funny! And quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8K6KB1z5Ooo/TVbAF_CM67I/AAAAAAAAA68/2hX15DCBCZ0/s1600/tumblr_leniawjzfv1qaobbko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572852797970115506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8K6KB1z5Ooo/TVbAF_CM67I/AAAAAAAAA68/2hX15DCBCZ0/s400/tumblr_leniawjzfv1qaobbko1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6427769541958712853?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6427769541958712853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6427769541958712853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6427769541958712853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6427769541958712853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/haha-i-found-this-on-zhi-yangs-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8K6KB1z5Ooo/TVbAF_CM67I/AAAAAAAAA68/2hX15DCBCZ0/s72-c/tumblr_leniawjzfv1qaobbko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6789901153933801749</id><published>2011-02-12T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:53:46.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know when you're waiting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; message/text, and you wait and check every five seconds, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pooff&lt;/span&gt;, still nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's just agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tigeroo&lt;/span&gt;, I just watched the Bed intruder video on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;, and it's just so funny! I highly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it, the Bed Intruder Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kbye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6789901153933801749?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6789901153933801749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6789901153933801749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6789901153933801749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6789901153933801749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-know-when-youre-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8766828511099544305</id><published>2011-02-10T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T21:10:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bieber Boy</title><content type='html'>I'd have to admit that his songs aren't half bad, pretty catchy in fact! And there was once a time in this household that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt; Fever was rapidly infecting and spreading like pig flu. (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I wonder why I used pig flu as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comparison&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, is he over rated? I mean, besides being every 13 year old girl's eye candy, what can this boy actually do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt; I regard to him as a kid, well I'm sure a lot of people do, but then you think again and realise, he's just a year younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just me, last year 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, this little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt; is growing up ain't he :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the only almost shirtless picture I could find of him (courtesy of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOHDZAID&lt;/span&gt;.com), okay, not that I really went and look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the fact that almost shirtless pictures of him are circulating kinda proves that he isn't that young anymore, because, think about it, would photographers want to take semi-shirtless pictures of 11 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that would be child pornography, probably. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACnhZDJ05LY/TVPzYQgKHqI/AAAAAAAAA60/5sQrwtC7YVI/s1600/justin%2Bbieber%2Balmost%2Bshirtless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572064762059693730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACnhZDJ05LY/TVPzYQgKHqI/AAAAAAAAA60/5sQrwtC7YVI/s400/justin%2Bbieber%2Balmost%2Bshirtless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's his one less lonely girl.&lt;br /&gt;(Quite frankly speaking I don't think girls are THAT lonely, I mean come on, is single hood that bad a deal? Sure you don't have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; hand to hold, will you really die?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but when the now not lonely girl, is Selena Gomez, it gets just a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teensy&lt;/span&gt; bit odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TVPydxa1ELI/AAAAAAAAA6s/mACWOMohiBE/s1600/selena-gomez-justin-bieber-kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572063757283430578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TVPydxa1ELI/AAAAAAAAA6s/mACWOMohiBE/s400/selena-gomez-justin-bieber-kissing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572063753982943314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh2v_l1pUpk/TVPydlH7oFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Mxmbn-s5o48/s400/justin%2Bbieber%2Band%2Bselena%2Bgomez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are google images even reliable by the way?? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, maybe not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, thus ends my rant on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt; Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt; peeps, I'm a pretty darn no life person :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, crap &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, I really wanna go with them this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oi eight! Pray that I can go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, let's go drown our sorrows in Milo ice this Valentine's day, oh, how romantic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kthnxbai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8766828511099544305?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8766828511099544305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8766828511099544305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8766828511099544305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8766828511099544305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/bieber-boy.html' title='The Bieber Boy'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACnhZDJ05LY/TVPzYQgKHqI/AAAAAAAAA60/5sQrwtC7YVI/s72-c/justin%2Bbieber%2Balmost%2Bshirtless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8081321953674752428</id><published>2011-02-09T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:26:29.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what...</title><content type='html'>I just typed a whole post here, and decided it was pretty irrelevant, and deleted the whole thing. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, yes you absolutely had to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of nothing in particular, should I try fencing or judo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8081321953674752428?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8081321953674752428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8081321953674752428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8081321953674752428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8081321953674752428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-know-what.html' title='You know what...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4576744191377263863</id><published>2011-01-30T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:52:44.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, I'm not always THAT mean.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUVtDedJX3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/2YQzzFmrV5Y/s1600/tumblr_leowmmvKQ31qccwo7o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567976420795834226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUVtDedJX3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/2YQzzFmrV5Y/s400/tumblr_leowmmvKQ31qccwo7o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4576744191377263863?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4576744191377263863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4576744191377263863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4576744191377263863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4576744191377263863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-im-not-always-that-mean.html' title='well, I&apos;m not always THAT mean.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUVtDedJX3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/2YQzzFmrV5Y/s72-c/tumblr_leowmmvKQ31qccwo7o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7789626708237426048</id><published>2011-01-30T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T14:33:56.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick a converse, any converse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess who.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUUBVsT9jRI/AAAAAAAAA6A/cHhDGekUhME/s1600/168660_10150105621047137_654452136_6142673_5404777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567857986497252626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUUBVsT9jRI/AAAAAAAAA6A/cHhDGekUhME/s400/168660_10150105621047137_654452136_6142673_5404777_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually pretty cool to be walking around malls in KL and seeing people you know working in shops. Even though, I don't know most of them by name and can only give them a nod and a smile. The rise of the part time job employees just cause everyone is relatively free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like too long, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melawati&lt;/span&gt; gang had another outing to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate Serena's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legalhood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how I could spend almost an hour and a half with 2 guys walking in mall while waiting for the girls to finish karaoke-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how eight people could order one chocolate fondue and sit at a cafe for three hours.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how the same eight people could order one ice lemon tea and live on free refills in Tony Roma's, and then sitting there for another 2 hours until the waiter indirectly (and rudely, might I add) asked us to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have a lot to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; (long lost primary school mate) on the escalator, when he gave me a 3 second stare before shouting out "Jen-Li!"&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to reply him though. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Serena, Nikki, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dhanya&lt;/span&gt; and I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TGI&lt;/span&gt; Fridays on Friday (this was not planned) to make Karin's job a lot harder. I have thus decided I'll stay clear of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waitering&lt;/span&gt; as far as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another another note, Lemuel and Hannah are back for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quadriceps hurt, goodbye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7789626708237426048?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7789626708237426048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7789626708237426048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7789626708237426048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7789626708237426048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/pick-converse-any-converse.html' title='Pick a converse, any converse.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TUUBVsT9jRI/AAAAAAAAA6A/cHhDGekUhME/s72-c/168660_10150105621047137_654452136_6142673_5404777_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8985249658882087612</id><published>2011-01-25T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:49:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a nutshell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TT7B2DlPK8I/AAAAAAAAA54/a5IUEt2n8tc/s1600/nutshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566099323895098306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TT7B2DlPK8I/AAAAAAAAA54/a5IUEt2n8tc/s400/nutshell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting a super awesome text from Kian Lin comma Kenneth saying that he misses high school and my sarcastic remarks in all the science classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping, eating, making friends, getting a massage, staying in the hotel royal suite in Bandung, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Talking to Min Yi Lai for an hour on my front porch about college life, mutual friends and cool moral lecturers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Making new friends, who knew old friends; who were sisters of friends of friends, who knew ex-classmates, who are cousins of ex-juniors, and for one or another reason, are strangely connected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hanging out with Elora in KLCC, then prepping her for SAT with a 2 hour phone conversation about everything BUT SATs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Deciding not to go for SATs despite having signed up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Making Gwen wait while Mark and I arrive almost an hour late at Wangsa Walk for lunch because the cab we called decided not to come pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wall wars on facebook with Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Homework, lots and lots of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Getting comments that I look like Rachel Lim .. again LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reading Mac's blog (which is, might I add, so aww-ing)just cause I CAN :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Calling to check if Lemuel can shit in Mantin, Seremban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hanging out with, chatting, eating, captain ball and then finally sending Sam back off to Aussie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Trying out Insanity for one day at Emily's house together with Elise and Phraveen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Failing Insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Celebrating Jen-Wei's (aka my sister) birthday with crabs and cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and a million other things (:&lt;br /&gt;Let's just keep it this way for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8985249658882087612?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8985249658882087612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8985249658882087612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8985249658882087612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8985249658882087612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-nutshell.html' title='In a nutshell.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TT7B2DlPK8I/AAAAAAAAA54/a5IUEt2n8tc/s72-c/nutshell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3534858190171952682</id><published>2011-01-17T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:37:52.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't see much hope for my blog this year. Pretty much because of the fact that it's already been half of January and I only blogged twice. Well come to think of it, that ain't that bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me a while to process that it's January, or for that matter of fact, 2011. It won't be long till I turn 18. Like eighteen. As a matter of fact, I find a lot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relevance&lt;/span&gt; in Karin's blog posts, on how time has changed our surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sad actually, to think that you'll never be able to hang out in a class of 40 people, playing self-made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; cards, give lame excuses on why you didn't finish a bio report or even look out for people with low socks just so you can fine them a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find many people now. They're either in college, work or hiding somewhere in a National Service camp. Friends you've known for so long, ones which you can make mean sarcastic remarks around without them feeling offended just aren't there as much as you want them to be anymore. Now, every word or lame joke you make comes across as an insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from resting and curing my acute case of food poisoning (well, that's another story) I spent my whole afternoon looking at old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; pictures and comments. I forgot how very funny my friends can be. That one picture with a hundred comments can't help but make me laugh again even a year from when it was taken. Somehow school wasn't as bad as I once thought it was. I mean, can you find one person who would genuinely say they enjoy college more than school? Even waking up in the morning and choosing what to wear is such a hassle, bring back the school uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unlikely coming from me that I miss school. Well, perhaps I miss parts of it. And maybe one day in the future I will miss college too, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise this post is mainly about nothing. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;, that's why the blog is called untitled.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week folks, Thursday's a public holiday (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3534858190171952682?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3534858190171952682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3534858190171952682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3534858190171952682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3534858190171952682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-see-much-hope-for-my-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-333085877820080428</id><published>2011-01-09T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:09:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's times like this we'd miss the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSm-jz6axeI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Scp_4VDfzA8/s1600/164090_493228442449_529452449_5824121_1020964_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560184737405519330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSm-jz6axeI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Scp_4VDfzA8/s400/164090_493228442449_529452449_5824121_1020964_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spontaneously being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-grounded on Saturday, my happy soul went to the KL convention center to meet up with what I thought was the usual huge bunch of people for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;education&lt;/span&gt; fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, yeah if you were wondering, the grounded part was about not cleaning up my study table, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of surprised at the fact that it was only 5 of us, it dawned upon me that hey, those who usually make the crowd so big, are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;Lemuel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt; and Hannah are all away in bad toilet land.&lt;br /&gt;Karin was working&lt;br /&gt;Nikki and Tan, well... where were Nikki and Tan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it was The twins, Serena, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt; and I.&lt;br /&gt;And quite honestly, I had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Edu&lt;/span&gt; fair was fun, running away from hopeful promoters tying to get you to sign up on their mailing list was fun, meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; Wen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fabi&lt;/span&gt; and gang, Sue Ping and gang was fun.&lt;br /&gt;But, well, since I wasn't there for any education information, the most fun part for me, I guess was lunch. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at Dome for 2 hours accompanied by good food and good view (hints &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;serena&lt;/span&gt;) along with people you don't have to pretend around is bliss. Making bets about the future, sharing secrets and talking about how gay/hot the old guy in the next table is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be more next times.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, this was what happened on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Toodles&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-333085877820080428?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/333085877820080428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=333085877820080428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/333085877820080428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/333085877820080428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-times-like-this-wed-miss-most.html' title='It&apos;s times like this we&apos;d miss the most'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSm-jz6axeI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Scp_4VDfzA8/s72-c/164090_493228442449_529452449_5824121_1020964_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2459865766578112709</id><published>2011-01-07T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:28:57.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello planet earth</title><content type='html'>When unknown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spam bots&lt;/span&gt; spam your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cbox&lt;/span&gt; like mad telling you how interesting your blog is despite it being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stagnant&lt;/span&gt; for the last 3 weeks, you know it's kind of time to update :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of a picture post, telling stories since last year. Yes, they are some rather old ones, sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559447519313099234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScgEEgVeeI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3uaHSGmqKXE/s400/164854_492016718323_528853323_5857441_8383940_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dhanya's&lt;/span&gt; open house last year before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScfBw-_h4I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/72367TJnshw/s1600/163416_492017348323_528853323_5857453_5059504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446380201609090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScfBw-_h4I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/72367TJnshw/s400/163416_492017348323_528853323_5857453_5059504_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 8 (: after five years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScfBj13HUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/i_fezr4YDNc/s1600/162962_492014358323_528853323_5857375_147378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446376673647938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScfBj13HUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/i_fezr4YDNc/s400/162962_492014358323_528853323_5857375_147378_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation. No, we don't like him that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce2fZXKPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Eaoe7eI8xY0/s1600/157009_10150139528889062_822709061_8182544_650630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446186501810418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce2fZXKPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Eaoe7eI8xY0/s400/157009_10150139528889062_822709061_8182544_650630_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dhivya&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce2Ff7beI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6j6D-L-FIgs/s1600/155579_10150139528299062_822709061_8182526_6251734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446179550031330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce2Ff7beI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6j6D-L-FIgs/s400/155579_10150139528299062_822709061_8182526_6251734_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite weird and wacky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;convos&lt;/span&gt;, we had fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1_F89vI/AAAAAAAAA44/3hkmX9ZgzOA/s1600/33937_463474849712_546489712_5572391_2635854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446177830467314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1_F89vI/AAAAAAAAA44/3hkmX9ZgzOA/s400/33937_463474849712_546489712_5572391_2635854_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1vmwp4I/AAAAAAAAA4w/mQVXIc6BLcs/s1600/33658_463481179712_546489712_5572522_2788921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446173673105282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1vmwp4I/AAAAAAAAA4w/mQVXIc6BLcs/s400/33658_463481179712_546489712_5572522_2788921_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1WLLQgI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OFIHA-p-WDM/s1600/156910_492709253240_751258240_5882715_1447096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559446166846521858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSce1WLLQgI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OFIHA-p-WDM/s400/156910_492709253240_751258240_5882715_1447096_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Anish&lt;/span&gt; left for England (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSceg0ANzAI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Y9scjpsd80w/s1600/65408_10150145905094466_833499465_7964795_6870507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445814076361730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TSceg0ANzAI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Y9scjpsd80w/s400/65408_10150145905094466_833499465_7964795_6870507_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Siaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cern's&lt;/span&gt; wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScegv2Gk0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/GfgNuECvvYs/s1600/164366_465464985965_555365965_6068268_4325124_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445812960203586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScegv2Gk0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/GfgNuECvvYs/s400/164366_465464985965_555365965_6068268_4325124_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Movers at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScef_5UtcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/9cTAzqu-bD8/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445800088810946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScef_5UtcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/9cTAzqu-bD8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScef8xvklI/AAAAAAAAA4I/I1BxRDL0MgA/s1600/166393_1768737659294_1264796067_31972042_6569432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445799251710546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScef8xvklI/AAAAAAAAA4I/I1BxRDL0MgA/s400/166393_1768737659294_1264796067_31972042_6569432_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we met JOY during Christmas;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8kIEK2I/AAAAAAAAA34/B_eLHxGJRAE/s1600/166569_10150156243172468_837152467_8373885_3788063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445191339027298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8kIEK2I/AAAAAAAAA34/B_eLHxGJRAE/s400/166569_10150156243172468_837152467_8373885_3788063_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8vWIV4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/b06JswibnTs/s1600/166569_10150156243162468_837152467_8373883_7083438_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445194350811010" style="WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8vWIV4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/b06JswibnTs/s400/166569_10150156243162468_837152467_8373883_7083438_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8aGok0I/AAAAAAAAA3o/CBluif7PKJo/s1600/168444_175166415856240_100000886487891_385427_3152799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445188648670018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8aGok0I/AAAAAAAAA3o/CBluif7PKJo/s400/168444_175166415856240_100000886487891_385427_3152799_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScefkOv47I/AAAAAAAAA4A/LlO4WggdpZo/s1600/168775_480641750705_589955705_6349212_1131173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445792662479794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScefkOv47I/AAAAAAAAA4A/LlO4WggdpZo/s400/168775_480641750705_589955705_6349212_1131173_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lasertag&lt;/span&gt; gang =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year end Holiday in..... boo, Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8OruIFI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dazdYC2507w/s1600/167078_175167509189464_100000886487891_385460_6214193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445185582997586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd8OruIFI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dazdYC2507w/s400/167078_175167509189464_100000886487891_385460_6214193_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd7zxloAI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/IT1e-DlyHew/s1600/167314_175166849189530_100000886487891_385440_1637483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445178359848962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScd7zxloAI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/IT1e-DlyHew/s400/167314_175166849189530_100000886487891_385440_1637483_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdX-imuYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/-fg-O3RnQGc/s1600/166620_175166439189571_100000886487891_385428_6550707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444562774505858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdX-imuYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/-fg-O3RnQGc/s400/166620_175166439189571_100000886487891_385428_6550707_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXaY74NI/AAAAAAAAA2w/NQTHWk2fKno/s1600/162799_175167122522836_100000886487891_385449_1455116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444553070272722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXaY74NI/AAAAAAAAA2w/NQTHWk2fKno/s400/162799_175167122522836_100000886487891_385449_1455116_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdX6c5T7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/u3_myKLzMno/s1600/166282_175167435856138_100000886487891_385458_941179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444561676816306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdX6c5T7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/u3_myKLzMno/s400/166282_175167435856138_100000886487891_385458_941179_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXpk3SyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GQ7XcTxTBEc/s1600/164879_175166622522886_100000886487891_385432_3811152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444557146835746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXpk3SyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GQ7XcTxTBEc/s400/164879_175166622522886_100000886487891_385432_3811152_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh TELL  me this is a cool picture, yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jen&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;li's&lt;/span&gt; idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXtjBGOI/AAAAAAAAA24/DN4Mr2B_2NA/s1600/163953_175167102522838_100000886487891_385448_66815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444558212831458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScdXtjBGOI/AAAAAAAAA24/DN4Mr2B_2NA/s400/163953_175167102522838_100000886487891_385448_66815_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, 2010 in a wrap. It's 7 days into the new year, what have I done to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To many more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lasertag&lt;/span&gt; games, suppers, friends new and old, fellowship, holidays, weddings, chill-outs, hang outs, sleepovers, dinners, lunches, .. etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a blessed new year folks. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;, Hannah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Shu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; and LEMUEL! Take care, though you will probably never see this in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2459865766578112709?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2459865766578112709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2459865766578112709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2459865766578112709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2459865766578112709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-planet-earth.html' title='hello planet earth'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TScgEEgVeeI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3uaHSGmqKXE/s72-c/164854_492016718323_528853323_5857441_8383940_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2090841313539121458</id><published>2010-12-16T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:23:13.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days of torture, done</title><content type='html'>Well frankly I didn't think my 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; December would feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No loud fire crackers&lt;br /&gt;(well, my sisters and mum did make an effort to burst confetti filled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; over my head when I got home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No loud dramatic "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!" like how we used to do after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think I studied more for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is, may I add, 1 percent difficulty as compared to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the good old times of being 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt;, and the hall of less than 30 people just dispersed away. Well, yes blame it on the fact that only 30 students in a Christian school decided to take Bible Knowledge. I mean, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;comparison&lt;/span&gt; to that day when 180 students finished Biology and stomped out of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I miss people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other plans I made for the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, plans that well, failed, but not necessarily in a bad way (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;koat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Fear not I shall make my post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days amazing! Starting with tonight! Drew boy's birthday! and tomorrow when I finally go and get Christmas presents! Saturday, the wedding! Sunday, well, I don't have anything to do on that day yet really. Monday, hopefully going out with the classmates! Tuesday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Anish's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;farwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Wednesday, shopping with the movers! and blah blah blah. I'll miss you everyday.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it, I do have a lot of time next year, because unlike &lt;s&gt;sad&lt;/s&gt; well planned people, I have not registered for college. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh well, everything is done. Finally done.&lt;br /&gt;It's been one very very long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coaster ride, and it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, contemplating if I should go see the girls before they go for prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its sad to see you like that. smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2090841313539121458?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2090841313539121458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2090841313539121458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2090841313539121458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2090841313539121458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/11-days-of-torture-done.html' title='11 days of torture, done'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6111992598416886598</id><published>2010-12-14T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:40:39.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch.</title><content type='html'>I found another way to hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow ow ow.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6111992598416886598?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6111992598416886598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6111992598416886598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6111992598416886598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6111992598416886598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/ouch.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-5486183502862204816</id><published>2010-12-12T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:51:11.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten</title><content type='html'>things that have no effect on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I played captain ball after what felt like 10 years. Unfit, very unfit. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Antisociality&lt;/span&gt; annoys me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Who uses &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt; should come look for me and I will reward them with "awesome" stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I fell in love with Keane all over again. Well, only one song, but yeah. I remembered to forget them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't like the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Lemuel is yakking to me about something he isn't pleased about. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I wanna be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My Christmas tree is small. No wonder there's two of them in the house. Both small-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I consider my blog very undead as compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sleep well, good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, short post. Very short.&lt;br /&gt;CYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-what do you do, when you're miles away from where you're really needed?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-5486183502862204816?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5486183502862204816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=5486183502862204816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5486183502862204816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5486183502862204816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/ten.html' title='ten'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8514608768452641037</id><published>2010-12-08T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:06:35.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DRENCHED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9F72enaSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/pT7-w0qiMEI/s1600/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548230160482265378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9F72enaSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/pT7-w0qiMEI/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way to celebrate the unofficial end of our exam (and yes, the end to some, considering I was so smart to take up TWO extra elective subjects -,-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet you have never seen rain so heavy, wind so strong and water so wet. EVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of firsts today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-woke up at 4am to study bio, and was pleasantly greeted by tons of classmates on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9IjkC0PmI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qGify-46ino/s1600/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9JItD_KnI/AAAAAAAAA2k/SpN_5qt8FWU/s1600/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548233679827839602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9JItD_KnI/AAAAAAAAA2k/SpN_5qt8FWU/s400/face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went out 30 minutes earlier after Biology paper 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went through the biggest storm ever sharing a pretty useless umbrella with Hang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;luckily&lt;/span&gt; he was there or I would have been even drench-er.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-taking the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LRT&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Qiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ai&lt;/span&gt; Wee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Almost getting blown off by the wind. (imagine, Mary Poppins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Got a text from Kenneth telling me how useless his umbrella was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Replied him with a usual sarcastic smirk;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Masjid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jamek&lt;/span&gt; with Jason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Eavesdropped on some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; lady &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;harassing&lt;/span&gt; a young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; girl with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Experienced noise pollution by 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gayguys&lt;/span&gt; singing on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good day, pretty darn good day. (:&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/9054897941955254911-8514608768452641037?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8514608768452641037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8514608768452641037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8514608768452641037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8514608768452641037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-word.html' title='One word...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TP9F72enaSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/pT7-w0qiMEI/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7025165456882291070</id><published>2010-12-07T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:48:02.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's just get it over with</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how they don't see my dedication that even saw me changing my profile picture to an electric fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost by now, here's all of it in short form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Music Malaysia Party this Saturday, by invitation only, invites can be won, answer slogan, I am Sony Music Malaysia's Biggest fan because..., &lt;s&gt;and yeap, I changed my profile picture on facebook for ONE day to a fan (literally) to prove how big a fan I am &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIDN'T WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humor and pun was obviously under appreciated. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sister won a pair of the passes, and so did Karin, Lemuel and Sue Ann! haha&lt;br /&gt;So well, my sister will bring me. &lt;s&gt; and we , Karin, Lemuel, Sue Ann, Jen-Lyn, Ainsley and Serena will dominate! muahahaha &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I can't wait for Biology to end. Like end end end! It's bad enough I rationed my time for 2 chapters per hour and failed pretty badly, even when I do sit down and read, nothing much goes in. Except for the fact that I now know the pathway for food of a cow; and that rabbits eat their shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbit 1: Hey what's for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;rabbit 2: The usuals&lt;br /&gt;rabbit 1: oh, Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have the attention span of a fly when it comes to studying though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad dream last night that I forced both my sisters to listen to in the morning, though I really suspect that they WEREN'T! haha&lt;br /&gt;It involved me loosing a lot of teeth, chickens, and textbooks. Long story, long long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, three more days of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ican'twait (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and Aiman, pssssh! Haha, swear I JUST saw it. And honestly, I think hers and yours are quite enjoyable to read too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7025165456882291070?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7025165456882291070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7025165456882291070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7025165456882291070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7025165456882291070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-just-get-it-over-with.html' title='let&apos;s just get it over with'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4977003555229358386</id><published>2010-12-04T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:00:57.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause they don't know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TPnW_dAKO2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/xW7_4o6Mr98/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546700801688877922" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TPnW_dAKO2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/xW7_4o6Mr98/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so uncertain. One day you have something the next you don't. You think something is good, the next day its worst than bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a Physics paper, unpredictable crap.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew it would be that difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or someone who gives you hope, and then crushes them down into a million pieces. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the uncertainty is what gives them adrenaline. To make each day different from the other, it's what gives that spontaneous and random effect (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;! Physics Chapter 5 right there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, what do you think you can really trust on? For the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Your parents? Friends? Boyfriend? Girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, God, surely. He won't bail on you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncertainty of tomorrow, where are you gonna end up a year from now, who's gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;back stab&lt;/span&gt; or dump you next, are colleges going to accept you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;!?!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; post. Why oh Jen-Li why.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to joining online contests! ... sigh sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, chemistry;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4977003555229358386?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4977003555229358386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4977003555229358386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4977003555229358386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4977003555229358386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/cause-they-dont-know.html' title='cause they don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TPnW_dAKO2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/xW7_4o6Mr98/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8702917863712641807</id><published>2010-12-03T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:38:26.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>Have I mentioned that procrastination is queen? Yes I do think I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans of studying chemistry for 2 hours were completely ruined when "The Accidental Husband" was on Star Movies. Haha, Fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did manage to finish chapter 1 and 2! (yes, suushh, Chapter 1 requires readingggg!:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I figured since I'm so good at procrastinating, I should learn how to procrastinate procrastination. Make sense, no? Haha, another ingenious plan by Sin Jen-Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then Earthlings! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, on second thought, maybe not getting picked for NS was a good thing. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8702917863712641807?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8702917863712641807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8702917863712641807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8702917863712641807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8702917863712641807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-493278477750530793</id><published>2010-12-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T01:02:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not happy. Ugh. :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-493278477750530793?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/493278477750530793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=493278477750530793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/493278477750530793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/493278477750530793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-not-happy-ugh.html' title='I am not happy. Ugh. :&apos;('/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3908286934839883785</id><published>2010-11-29T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:00:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens in the exam hall</title><content type='html'>I think it was karma really, laughing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I'm pretty certain the school vice captain who sits beside me in the exam hall has a pretty good collection of stories that can be complied into a book called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KarJin&lt;/span&gt;: The Series of Embarrassing Events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Comprising&lt;/span&gt; of stories such as, calling out : ALL STAND!in the ever loud voice, not knowing that Jon had already wished all the invigilators good morning. Sitting at the wrong seat and not realising it until 2 minutes later, and dropping his pen (or pencil, I have no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, yes karma, goes around and brings stuff back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect because of laughing so much at him, especially when he dropped his pen (or pencil, I have no idea) in the middle of exams. Next thing you know, I dropped my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sharpener&lt;/span&gt; on the floor, with a crash ten times louder than the noise of the falling pen (or pencil, I have no idea). To make things even better, all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sharpened&lt;/span&gt; bits and pieces of pencil fell out too, making a mess on the floor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. The invigilator came over and picked them up, while I could hear chuckling from my right. (who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;elseeeee&lt;/span&gt; right ;] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, that's for day four in the battle hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to memorizing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nilai&lt;/span&gt;-s, and additional maths, and Physics. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, just so you know, about half an hour after that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KarJin&lt;/span&gt; dropped his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sharpener&lt;/span&gt; too, with a crash ten times louder than when mine fell;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that dirtied the floor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pooo&lt;/span&gt;! told you it was karma! ;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Beii&lt;/span&gt;-Lynn drove me home today! =D yes I do find it very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;amusing&lt;/span&gt; and fun to be driven by someone my own age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;koat&lt;/span&gt;, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3908286934839883785?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3908286934839883785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3908286934839883785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3908286934839883785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3908286934839883785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-happens-in-exam-hall.html' title='what happens in the exam hall'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8202791041176909421</id><published>2010-11-27T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:22:07.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you who is reading my blog now. Yes you :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8202791041176909421?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8202791041176909421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8202791041176909421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8202791041176909421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8202791041176909421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-you-who-is-reading-my-blog-now.html' title='I love you who is reading my blog now. Yes you :D'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8565290911612544628</id><published>2010-11-25T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:29:14.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today, yesterday and the day before.</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling you get when you first get the exam question paper? Trying each and every way to bend the paper to see if you could somehow spy beyond and know the questions before hand? And then quickly making eye contact and eye brow bending to the person beside you in hopes of passing a message, or a call of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling after the invigilator says all he needs to say and there's this empty void of silence, where everyone is quiet either to a)pray b)regret or c)think about the next paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps when he says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menjawab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sekarang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the feeling when you are either a)elated with the stupid questions the government has chose to set or b) horrified to find that "tips" were what you were NOT supposed to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's times when you have so much to write you feel that an hour and forty-five minutes only got you to the introduction, or when you sit there in the blank praying you had something to fill those empty spaces, or when you write a whole long essay, and at the completion of the last word, get the feeling that everything you just wrote was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having not enough time to tie the papers together, or finding that you lost your string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the last speck of time during the last paper of your last school-based exams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sigh with relief,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, I can't even write about that yet. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8565290911612544628?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8565290911612544628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8565290911612544628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8565290911612544628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8565290911612544628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-yesterday-and-day-before.html' title='today, yesterday and the day before.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-5858143252788730280</id><published>2010-11-06T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T01:27:36.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how a cup of Starbucks coffee plays an ego booster</title><content type='html'>Do more people drink Starbucks because of the name or because of the coffee itself? Because really, is any cup of coffee really worth the rm15 you just spent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you get the pride of walking around holding your little transparent plastic or paper cup with the oh-so-famous dark green straw sticking out. I remember times (wait, what TIMES, only 2 times) my dad reluctantly bought ONE cup of caramel chocolate that was to be shared among all three sisters. I remember the joy and pride of walking from one end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; to the other end, just because I was carrying the cup with a dark green straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cause of that one mighty cup in your hand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysia, since in western countries hobos drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, it raises your status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt; from being &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;boyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;boyan&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; coffee in hand. &lt;/strong&gt;Imagine you with the super high profile job, walking through the office corridors during lunch break, holding a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Maduria&lt;/span&gt; orange juice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, just like how Channel, Gucci and such are superior to brands like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt; or Scarlet (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;! most of you don't even know these brands eh), Starbucks coffee (or as a mater of fact, any brand of luxury overpriced coffee such as Coffee bean and such) is superior to all other little beverages. And serves the same purpose as those branded clothes, to make one feel better about themselves. Because they can afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I never really had the time to enjoy the coffee much, because most of the time we shared it, we would be preoccupied talking about how good it is. Most of the time, deep down I think all of us build our minds to accept and to link Starbucks coffee, to extremely good, just to make ourselves feel better after spending 15 mighty bucks on one cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I think we would have said it was nice even if they gave us dishwasher. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, the power of the plastic cup that has that signature mermaid stamp on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America, I reckon Starbucks is like our Slurpee. Or is it? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I think I would never pay for a cup 15 bucks coffee. BUT, having a friend who has free vouchers for the 15 bucks coffee, is a totally different story ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus ending my rant about expensive coffee. I have no idea why this topic. But there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maduria orange juice, really a brand. no joke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-5858143252788730280?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5858143252788730280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=5858143252788730280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5858143252788730280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5858143252788730280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-cup-of-starbucks-coffee-plays-ego.html' title='how a cup of Starbucks coffee plays an ego booster'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1494623270261683829</id><published>2010-11-05T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:21:51.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high school never ends? it just did pal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't know what made me stop blogging. I don't know what made everyone else stop blogging. But it sure ain't SPM. Feeling no pressure whatsoever for this oh so important exams is kinda pressurizing, don't you think. I mean come on, I should be swimming in my nervous sweat now, when only, I'm.. not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is SPM as important as they say it is, really? Tons of people do relatively well with less than impressive certificates,right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully I can say I'm not ready for this. No, this isn't one of those being modest moments like every other fifth former will say. "Oh no lah, I'm so not ready yet". Cause I'm dead serious. With &lt;s&gt;20&lt;/s&gt;19 days left, is there even hope? Mehh, this sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, school ended. For forever. Yes, apart from the fact that I plan to still go to school every day of my study breaks, it ended. I never thought 11 years of school could ever end. I wouldn't say I would miss school, cause honestly, I seriously won't :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends on the other hand are a whole different story. I'm never ever going to see half these people 10 years down the road. It's hard not to miss them really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again one would say, what happened to your Melawati friends then. It's true, we speak lesser, hang out lesser and I &lt;em&gt;tumpang&lt;/em&gt; their cars lesser. But they're all here, within reach in just a phone call, or a jog (yeah fine, maybe a jog I will never jog), or a 3 minute car ride. Friends in Wesley are going places like England, America, Singapore like barely a week after SPM. It's like a huge chunk of people that once bonded over their dislike of add maths homework, scattered into five million little pieces. Sadly I highly doubt the possibility of every single one of us coming back and hanging out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been, by far my most wordy and so to say boring post ever (I even would consider it emo) Mehh, everyone's gotta have some sentimental part in them.hehe. I do miss Melawati High, and I sure will miss Wesley Methodist school too. Not much the school, more the people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TNLq8qC4y4I/AAAAAAAAA2A/3BRGnI_rkCE/s1600/33937_463474849712_546489712_5572391_2635854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535745219791211394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TNLq8qC4y4I/AAAAAAAAA2A/3BRGnI_rkCE/s400/33937_463474849712_546489712_5572391_2635854_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TNLq8UZEyII/AAAAAAAAA14/7FIXH-2kCXE/s1600/37198_443914874764_524924764_5082497_4609189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535745213978691714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TNLq8UZEyII/AAAAAAAAA14/7FIXH-2kCXE/s400/37198_443914874764_524924764_5082497_4609189_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough deep talking, I'm going to bed. Happy Deepavali guys! =D &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/9054897941955254911-1494623270261683829?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1494623270261683829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1494623270261683829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1494623270261683829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1494623270261683829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/high-school-never-ends-it-just-did-pal.html' title='high school never ends? it just did pal.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TNLq8qC4y4I/AAAAAAAAA2A/3BRGnI_rkCE/s72-c/33937_463474849712_546489712_5572391_2635854_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6635676269289180536</id><published>2010-10-10T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T00:22:09.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering 2008</title><content type='html'>Look how happy we were :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TLCUPowTEHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/NiprLuT_Ifk/s1600/37198_443914874764_524924764_5082497_4609189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526079739142541426" style="WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TLCUPowTEHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/NiprLuT_Ifk/s400/37198_443914874764_524924764_5082497_4609189_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When race really didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TLCUOu2FLOI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/C741sF7zFv4/s1600/33457_443914894764_524924764_5082498_8005754_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526079723597540578" style="WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TLCUOu2FLOI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/C741sF7zFv4/s400/33457_443914894764_524924764_5082498_8005754_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the carefree days of form three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than three, -dork&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6635676269289180536?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6635676269289180536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6635676269289180536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6635676269289180536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6635676269289180536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/10/remembering-2008.html' title='remembering 2008'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TLCUPowTEHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/NiprLuT_Ifk/s72-c/37198_443914874764_524924764_5082497_4609189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3853355485652100295</id><published>2010-10-02T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T02:31:46.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa!</title><content type='html'>the cause for that little spur of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; is due to the new little addition that blogger added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;behold..the stats of the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly I do think that the statistics that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;portray&lt;/span&gt; are an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;amusement&lt;/span&gt; to me. (and well, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; my post that triggered the blog wars have the highest page views, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well not only that, I was actually pretty shocked to see myself having page views from South Korea, America and other countries which names I do not remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well then maybe this will motivate me a little more to blog. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, whether you like it or not, Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt; IS currently probably the most well known 16 year old boy on the face of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And well, I'll give it to him that his songs are all pretty catchy, (well ignoring the fact that in every music video he's made the girl is always taller than him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, I'm not really dedicating an entire post to speak of Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt; or give you a two page review on a detailed description of his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, here is Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlRjogVzI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ML7FCNdtYrc/s1600/5265468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142976569628466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlRjogVzI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ML7FCNdtYrc/s400/5265468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlRpwzFuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xzyagYKfGpM/s1600/justin-bieber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142978215024354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlRpwzFuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xzyagYKfGpM/s400/justin-bieber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlB0PZZvI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Vsxkan3hFiw/s1600/ITCARSKWQRCA544ZEVCAFN6HRFCA0Z9V24CAB8X2U2CA1GTZJRCARQGKFACAGGA6UTCAI5A2APCAY7IW42CAI3YQI3CAU1N9HWCA3VBJ3SCAM9UXF5CASGBFKLCASHWEZ4CAWRSDXMCAIYU0MJCA61OOOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom I think looks pretty a bit like Jesse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;McCartney&lt;/span&gt;, well more of this hair style. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, why does Justin's hair have to sway to the right? Yeah, I'm not really a big fan of the hair really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBpL2WJI/AAAAAAAAA04/QijGqirXpbk/s1600/ZICAEM6HW9CA2O1NC1CAWOT66MCA5OCO1ECAPSADO9CA86QWPLCAF3TMPPCACG4P9ACASGAKO7CAGTNJ6YCAKBN3XLCAF4XLBZCAJYZUQQCA8S1BAVCAXNK9LCCAI2VETRCA791C9TCA8BYIVSCA2GB2OJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142703182141586" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBpL2WJI/AAAAAAAAA04/QijGqirXpbk/s400/ZICAEM6HW9CA2O1NC1CAWOT66MCA5OCO1ECAPSADO9CA86QWPLCAF3TMPPCACG4P9ACASGAKO7CAGTNJ6YCAKBN3XLCAF4XLBZCAJYZUQQCA8S1BAVCAXNK9LCCAI2VETRCA791C9TCA8BYIVSCA2GB2OJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again after noticing that Justin kinda looked like Jesse, I remembered that Jesse looked like Aaron Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBfm51AI/AAAAAAAAA0w/xUGh_8GIL-E/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142700611261442" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBfm51AI/AAAAAAAAA0w/xUGh_8GIL-E/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBVPdLPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/0i2vJaynY-8/s1600/aaron-carter-aarons-party-come-get-it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142697828560114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBVPdLPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/0i2vJaynY-8/s400/aaron-carter-aarons-party-come-get-it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, if Justin looked like Jesse and Jesse looked like Aaron, that just means that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(see, if you were guessing I was going to say that Justin looks like Aaron you're wrong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who make it big in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; have certain fixed qualities of looks. All of them groomed to be the little perfect pretty boy picture to reign in the hearts of little 12 year old girls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(because honestly, yes I do listen to Justin's music but I'm not falling head over heals for him and hang posters of him in my room. Heck I don't even have posters in my room, =[ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, that's the world eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, Justin is Left handed! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBNLbMNI/AAAAAAAAA0g/FqUJx7muzNc/s1600/justin_bieber2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523142695664169170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlBNLbMNI/AAAAAAAAA0g/FqUJx7muzNc/s400/justin_bieber2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spell checked, and I spelled Hollywood wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goonight world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3853355485652100295?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3853355485652100295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3853355485652100295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3853355485652100295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3853355485652100295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/10/whoa.html' title='whoa!'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TKYlRjogVzI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ML7FCNdtYrc/s72-c/5265468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6099367140347352620</id><published>2010-08-13T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:03:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember a time when blogging was actually quite popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barely anyone updates regularly these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  even if they do, it's an update about them, not updating. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone, in reference to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melawatians&lt;/span&gt;. Cause I'm quite certain people. like Xia Xue are still posting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after a month of watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spambots&lt;/span&gt; on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cbox&lt;/span&gt;, (weird huh, and I've deleted about 10 of them) I've decided to update. . . in lovely point form that is (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Evolution night in school. Look its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TGVpB3A6QUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/v0FBM1VzcKk/s1600/37811_437367498840_520963840_4589104_2535456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504921600198852930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TGVpB3A6QUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/v0FBM1VzcKk/s400/37811_437367498840_520963840_4589104_2535456_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MTV &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WORLDSTAGE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; okay this was one unforgettable experience. We were baked we were soaked we ran we pushed and wrestled old people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;, amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TGVpBuRAtSI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pcvENRtmMk0/s1600/38404_445366248199_556548199_6156114_1267857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504921597850465570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TGVpBuRAtSI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pcvENRtmMk0/s400/38404_445366248199_556548199_6156114_1267857_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- School concert, which was apparently featured in the Star, was well.. pretty good (okaaay mabe just "pretty" good cause I didn't take part)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Aiman Farhan the konon bestie got richer, and did not belanja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I made soap in chemistry class today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Had an awesome time in Tabby's house yesterday playing Just Dance. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I'm supposed to be studying for my BK quiz tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I was supposed to buka puasa with the gang today. But it rained. Boo rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-oh look it's 12, good morning everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annnnd I'm out ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6099367140347352620?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6099367140347352620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6099367140347352620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6099367140347352620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6099367140347352620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-remember-time-when-blogging-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TGVpB3A6QUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/v0FBM1VzcKk/s72-c/37811_437367498840_520963840_4589104_2535456_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1595683005144217214</id><published>2010-07-14T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:13:52.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copa IBA 2010</title><content type='html'>Move over Brazil and Digi, this bunch of yellow people are from MELAWATI! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for Copa IBA last Saturday and it was a ton of fun. Yes, sweat bruises cuts anger adrenaline redbull and all. We didn't win &lt;s&gt;cause of unfair imports haha&lt;/s&gt; but we so will... NEXT YEAR! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy a wordless post.&lt;br /&gt;Wait it's more of a less words post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit of MGC(A) + MGC(B) + MGC(C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2ajUasjMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/pj_zJr7f5Mg/s1600/37725_10150230173065534_867855533_13720547_1652418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493717052028652738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2ajUasjMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/pj_zJr7f5Mg/s400/37725_10150230173065534_867855533_13720547_1652418_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2aiy7KEaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Aj2-WxFYlAU/s1600/35110_10150230172840534_867855533_13720540_3907321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493717043037999522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2aiy7KEaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Aj2-WxFYlAU/s400/35110_10150230172840534_867855533_13720540_3907321_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2ainjMPSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/q8IOMd-rTOw/s1600/35272_1536659859049_1311424799_31471899_2586516_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493717039984688418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2ainjMPSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/q8IOMd-rTOw/s400/35272_1536659859049_1311424799_31471899_2586516_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2aiGSg-6I/AAAAAAAAAzo/t0Zss9oU4X0/s1600/35272_1536659939051_1311424799_31471901_5002333_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493717031056374690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2aiGSg-6I/AAAAAAAAAzo/t0Zss9oU4X0/s400/35272_1536659939051_1311424799_31471901_5002333_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after 2 hours of travelling, 7 hours of captain ball, 2 hours of Bak Kut Teh and another 2 hours of travelling, we came back dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with body aches the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall we do it again?;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1595683005144217214?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1595683005144217214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1595683005144217214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1595683005144217214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1595683005144217214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/copa-iba-2010.html' title='Copa IBA 2010'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TD2ajUasjMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/pj_zJr7f5Mg/s72-c/37725_10150230173065534_867855533_13720547_1652418_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3185188992101039002</id><published>2010-07-09T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:31:34.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My biggest regret...</title><content type='html'>was not installing a hit counter before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 cbox comments 5 post comments =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nahhh screw this fight, it's getting boring&lt;br /&gt;(haha, in other words, I'm sorry - let's move on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divya, Dhanya, Lemuel, Hannah, Aiman, Karin, Min Yi, Clemment, Lik and anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clemment and Lik's replies were extremely witty. And hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Aiman and Karin, go for it! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the completely other hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COPA IBA IS FREAKING TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;sweaty blood dripping breathless 8 matches. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello nerd! I come in peace xD&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3185188992101039002?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3185188992101039002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3185188992101039002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3185188992101039002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3185188992101039002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-biggest-regret.html' title='My biggest regret...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2176399512029940869</id><published>2010-07-07T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:29:13.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, one last one, I promise xP</title><content type='html'>Alright alright, I know online wars aren't all that pleasant, and yes I do feel a wee bit immature going on this verbal virtual word war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But okay, just let me state a few things. And don't get me wrong MA fans, you guys still "won" alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) From the very beginning, I wasn't an anti-fan.&lt;br /&gt;If I were, I would have a site, just like them, for the complete opposite purpose as compared to theirs. If I were an anti-fan, I would have millions and millions of posts on how I dislike the show. But I don't, I simply stated that I didn't like the show because it was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Fair enough, maybe I did offend all of you MA fans out there when I said it was lame. And okay, I apologize. But what about the fact that you also said that FOP was stupid? Wasn't that just about the same? So is it okay to insult other cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Believe it or not, I do know that most male characters are voiced by females. I enjoy awing (?) at random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was fun. But I guess the war would about to end now, unfortunately. Jen-Li&lt;br /&gt;didn't give a proper response and I think all of us here would agree that our&lt;br /&gt;side won thanks to Kady the Red Panda and Monster Allergy fans 4eva.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says, one of the fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well true, I didn't give a proper response. But I do find it peculiar that he/she finds it unfortunate that the war is about to end. Did you actually want it to carry on to defend your stand, or was it so that you can continue to hurl insults and condemn my command of English? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ironically I was trying my best to indirectly say sorry and settle the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) If you're offended by my grammar, even spell check wouldn't have helped. If you're offended by my typos, I'm fine with that. Truth be told, not every MA fan has great grammar as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f)I'm young and dumb. Stop picking on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong to say the show was lame, because honestly I don't have any relevant reason WHY its lame (phail! xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;but,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Careful with your words , sometimes we say things harsher than we think we did, and it might just have hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word.&lt;br /&gt;TTY has the same meaning as the TTY in TTYL&lt;br /&gt;The CBox comments are how I usually talk to some of my Malay friends, if you don't understand, you can just ask. If I didn't want you to understand, I would have just texted them&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to sound sarcastic, or mean, or rude..&lt;br /&gt;If I did, my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people! The octopus picked Spain btw, gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-before you point a finger at someone, it's always good to make sure your hands are clean-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2176399512029940869?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2176399512029940869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2176399512029940869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2176399512029940869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2176399512029940869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-one-last-one-i-promise-xp.html' title='Okay, one last one, I promise xP'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4425883414532076525</id><published>2010-07-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:39:30.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a lot of newfound respect for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.zetaboards.com/monsterallergy/topic/7218637/1/"&gt;http://s9.zetaboards.com/monsterallergy/topic/7218637/1/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's passion ;) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hurt feelings dudette.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna start a riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I REALLY grew out of cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s aiyo soli lah my england isnt as powderful as yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4425883414532076525?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4425883414532076525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4425883414532076525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4425883414532076525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4425883414532076525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-lot-of-newfound-respect-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-5074972562056505043</id><published>2010-07-05T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:54:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR THY GREAT LOVE OF MONSTER ALLERGY</title><content type='html'>Hello there, and an extra welcome to the amazing person who just simply adores the lovely cartoon, one we call Monster Allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for those who are a little dense, my new friend is the guy/girl who left a very defending comment on his/her ultimate favorite cartoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yes, I do admit I have no tolerance whatsoever for your magnificent show. But then again, isn't that just my opinion, and if you'd look back here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html"&gt;http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say no offence to those who like the shows I dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all I know you could despise KinderBueno Chocolate (ohh that reminds me, Prime gave me a bar and it's still in the fridge!) but do you see me calling you tasteless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because for one, I have no idea who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;hmmm wouldn't a real MA fan be somewhat brave to at least leave a name or site&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for two, I would understand that your blog is a place where YOU write what YOU feel and what happened to YOU ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I feel pretty happy that someone reads my blog posts from 9 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;NINE MONTHS! that's like enough time for a zygote to turn into an embryo to turn into a foetus to turn into a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's either you reallllly went all the way back to nine months ago, or you randomly searched MONSTER ALLERGY on Google because you're such a huge fan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't look at my archive, I wouldn't even have remembered that I wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP (which means Fairly Odd Parents)&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is a pretty stupid show, and I do get very annoyed by it sometimes. By the way, did you know Timmy Turner was voiced by a woman?!&lt;br /&gt;But I was just simply saying that I would rather choose to watch a cartoon about fairy god parents then a cartoon about a boy who is allergic to everything.&lt;br /&gt;FOP has catchy songs in every other episode and SOME of their lines can be extremely funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes I did watch monster allergy a couple of times before judging it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annnnyway,&lt;br /&gt;it HAS been nine freaking months, and luckily for you, I don't watch cartoons anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Well come to think of it, I rarely watch TV anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear Monster Allergy fans 4eva,&lt;br /&gt;a) I didn't mean to offend you&lt;br /&gt;b)What I watch, like or don't like, is precisely what &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;watch and &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;like. I never said it applies to you&lt;br /&gt;c) Just curious, how old are you? (or even better, are you the creator of MA???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye worrrld! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-5074972562056505043?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5074972562056505043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=5074972562056505043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5074972562056505043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5074972562056505043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-thy-great-love-of-monster-allergy.html' title='FOR THY GREAT LOVE OF MONSTER ALLERGY'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7504890437280030957</id><published>2010-07-01T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:31:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you book faces..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TCyFd5uNOAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/VRbuCnSTK-g/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, do you facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well who are we kidding, eight year olds have facebook, Hobos have facebook, your mum has facebook, cows have facebook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS FACEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;welllllll not everybody, I'm sorry Jen-Lyn haha&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and yes the people of China, as far as I know&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my point, how much time do we spend, on average, on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;I would say way too much honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers let you go online in class, we go on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;When the bosses go in their rooms, we go on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;When we come home, we go on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;When I was in a teacher's staffroom, they go on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;When I went into a cyber cafe, they were all on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;that cow, was on facebook too&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, do you really want 567 of your probably not so close friends knowing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; is currently single (in other words, dumped) or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; is attending National Cow Convention or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; has changed his/her (yes I still havent decided on a gender for Chong Cho) profile picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay, maybe you do want them to know.&lt;br /&gt;But then what about weirdos who add you?&lt;br /&gt;Those whom you try to see who the mutual friends are, but find none.&lt;br /&gt;Those whom you try to check out their pictures, but only have pictures of Chrisitano Ronaldo, football shoes, and sometimes, Cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90% of the time when your computer is on, I bet one of your windows are opened for facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course you are my dad, who thinks the coolest thing on the internet is text twist. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would admit I like seeing those red numbers appear on the top left hand corner of my homepage. Kinda makes you feel loved ehh.&lt;br /&gt;No new notifications translate to no one freaking cares about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think of ultra smart status updates and hopes people "like" them. Or in some cases, very annoyingly update every two seconds saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; is looking at a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 seconds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; is still looking at the cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 seconds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; misses the cow that just went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2seconds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ching Chong Cho&lt;/strong&gt; is bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*likes own status*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, something like that. I don't get it, it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Same for status(es?) like rawr&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why would you want to roar?!?&lt;br /&gt;And well if you looked at what facebook says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[what's on your mind]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, most of what I update, is irrelevant, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But at least it was genuinely what was on my mind at the time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to judge ehh, maybe your mind really had only RAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might seem like I joined the anti-facebook, but nahh (:&lt;br /&gt;You do have to admit it is pretty useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Remember the times where we had to send pictures slowly through MsN? And now it's tag me on facebook ahh.&lt;br /&gt;-Events are much easier to be spreaded. No texts!&lt;br /&gt;-Like that hot guy you never talked to before? Stalk him on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;-Never ever forget a birthday ever again!&lt;br /&gt;-Share your one thought to the whole world in the matter of seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all,&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN EVEN THROW A COW AT A PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you world!&lt;br /&gt;and the cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7504890437280030957?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7504890437280030957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7504890437280030957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7504890437280030957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7504890437280030957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-book-faces.html' title='Do you book faces..?'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-7506536010989248380</id><published>2010-06-28T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:57:41.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you hear,</title><content type='html'>-that there was a murder/suicide in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melawati&lt;/span&gt;. Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anyyyywhere&lt;/span&gt; safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;refree&lt;/span&gt; for the England/Germany game would probably get his house egg-ed or tissue rolled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that Andrew fell down during badminton and broke two bones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that I am &lt;this&gt; close to getting detention class because of stupid Biology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that trials are 64 days away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that Taylor Swift looked stupendously dumb in the Valentine's day Movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-speaking of Valentine's day, I want chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that Jen-Lyn's little surprise party did go on pretty well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that my youngest sister just confessed to me that she got a free Roxy key chain LAST YEAR and didn't show it to me because she was afraid that I might want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that a book should never be judged by its cover? The poor book might just have been designed by some really crappy artist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that people promise things, and forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that you can never please everyone?&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be hated by some for supporting.. say.. Ghana&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be hated by some for liking blue cheese&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be hated by some for using paper plates&lt;br /&gt;make sense, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we got jerseys! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awshum&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt; people! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-7506536010989248380?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7506536010989248380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=7506536010989248380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7506536010989248380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/7506536010989248380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/did-you-hear.html' title='Did you hear,'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6103639751572042458</id><published>2010-06-23T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:03:37.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i. thank. u!</title><content type='html'>Just realized I never really got to thank the people who took the trouble of getting me something for my birthday. Which was, yes I know, one month ago. My plan of waiting for the pictures obviously failed as no one bothers sending them to me &gt;.&lt;&gt;although it's so not counted cause you had reminders&lt;/s&gt;, and sms&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there's too many to name them but you know who you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 5c classmates!! Who attempted a rather successful surprise party after school, with cake! haha. Thanks all 32 (or so) of you awesome souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The College CG people, (I guess) for surprising me in a surprise party I planned for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen-Lyn who bought the surprise cake to the surprise party not meant for me. And the body shop stuff ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen-Wei for the Zara shirt an necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Parents for the present and cash =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ongs and the Lais for the company for dinner at KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemuel, Sue Ann and Praveen for getting me EVERYTHING on my wishlist! (haha the &lt;s&gt;cheapskate&lt;/s&gt; creative versions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Elise for the shirt and anklet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhivya for the earings and bracelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tjun Wah for the OMG Roxy pencil case (wah liao eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min Yi for the cute card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suet Tyng for the name thing, must have took lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The8 and beyond for the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, streamyx is making me angry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like you Streamyx, I don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;suddenly I don't feel so good at all, it's you. You ruined it&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Yah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-6103639751572042458?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6103639751572042458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6103639751572042458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6103639751572042458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6103639751572042458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thank-u.html' title='i. thank. u!'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-5476729644639740380</id><published>2010-06-16T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:56:14.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dilema</title><content type='html'>I was talking to Daryl on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Msn&lt;/span&gt; about what I was going to do after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And yes he's being quite helpful. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the surprise of many, yes my sad soul has yet to decide what to do. And even sadder still I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont't&lt;/span&gt; even know which area I would want to go into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how easy for those. Who were born with incredible drawing abilities, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inhuman&lt;/span&gt; sports skills. They have it all right in front of them, no decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be naturally good at...&lt;br /&gt;at....&lt;br /&gt;healing people? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sad sad people like me who don't have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cita&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cita&lt;/span&gt; are well... sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway people, what do you think I'm good at??&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, if I'm going to be studying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; I at least wanna be slightly good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I wanna eat durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-5476729644639740380?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5476729644639740380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=5476729644639740380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5476729644639740380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/5476729644639740380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/dilema.html' title='the dilema'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8815117048963585196</id><published>2010-06-09T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:21:21.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It may have seemed like a long time since i blogged..</title><content type='html'>but it is. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I have a perfectly good excuse you see. I don't have any pictures. So then the post will be long and wordy and boring, not to say long blog post are boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I STILL don't have any pictures. Which is pretty sad. ( &lt;strong&gt;Elise, Aiman&lt;/strong&gt; and whoever has prefect camp pictures, please post them up or send them to me? thank you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( which was like 3 weeks ago?) was great. I had 4 cakes! haha and one in my hair. Thank you the awesome class mates, the awesome movers, the college CG, the YA! the parents, the family, the Ongs and Lais and the people on Facebook and SMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would name you all out.. but maybe in my next post, with the pictures. (haha I'm such a procrastinator)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were painfully long and saddening. Studying is mandatory next term. haha. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prefects' camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was nice too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except for the fact that the chalets were bee infected, the shower wasn't working, the caving made my shoes brown, leeches, very tiring activities, &lt;s&gt;emo bus ride home&lt;/s&gt;(wait lets not be too negative shall we, haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was great, loved every tiring activity and every patch of sun burn brought back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room mates Wee Kii and Pei Hooi! Awesome people. threebies forever man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85eacfGaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/UpeM8aWey7k/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480662466190842274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85eacfGaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/UpeM8aWey7k/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85d9S0gvI/AAAAAAAAAzA/JUC18u3fqoI/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480662458365674226" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85d9S0gvI/AAAAAAAAAzA/JUC18u3fqoI/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday 's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;outing with the eight and the four. Namely Karin Serena Nikki Tan Divya Dhanya Hannah Aiman Arthur Edmund and Lemuel was sooooo amazingly fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad to know that nothing changes with them. They don't judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;unlike here, where people are your friend one day and not the other, which really pisses me off actually. I won't really die if you're not gonna talk to me you know. you wanna terasa you terasa lah. okaaay enough&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank you for the obscenely large card! haha So sweet lahhh. (except dakshan's hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hang out session with the two dudes was hilariously funny and embaressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the same place as Monday with Aiman and Lemuel again and had like tons of laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went into converse 3 times to ask nonsensical questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-called converse pavillion and asked them to save me the last pair of sneakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-asked some random arabic dude to take care of my table in the food court but when Aiman and Lemuel came back and tried to sit the dude was so faithful and wouldn't let them cause he didn't know we were from the same group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-saw Jarod and called him to say "Hi" oh yeah, "can I borrow some money?" =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-wanted to give an extra coke to some poor looking people or the janitor but Aiman and Lemuel had no guts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-spent like five million hours thinking of whether to get the shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-acted rich and jakun in Star Hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pretended I knew how the toilets in Star Hill worked (I know you two didnt know also!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-camwhored in the elevator, forgetting the fact that it was purely glass and err people could see us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, woke up at 12 40. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday-Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Church Camp! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And (almost) everyone is back. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tabby, Alicia, David, Benjamin, Jarod, Jonathan, Daryl and feliiiiicia who is coming back soon  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, do enjoy a picture of toasted cheese, mint, meat and more cheese tacos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made by the Sin Jen-Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85e1ZXh6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/tsKPq3k0ZkQ/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480662473425520546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85e1ZXh6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/tsKPq3k0ZkQ/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8815117048963585196?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8815117048963585196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8815117048963585196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8815117048963585196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8815117048963585196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-may-have-seemed-like-long-time-since.html' title='It may have seemed like a long time since i blogged..'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/TA85eacfGaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/UpeM8aWey7k/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3419446789163693552</id><published>2010-05-24T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:59:11.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you-s =)</title><content type='html'>so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog soon. when I become president. ;)&lt;br /&gt;or when exams are over. whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3419446789163693552?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3419446789163693552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3419446789163693552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3419446789163693552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3419446789163693552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/thank-you-s.html' title='thank you-s =)'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-3887043172680913736</id><published>2010-05-16T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:03:15.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heard live,</title><content type='html'>Jen Wei:&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to hide food away from me? Wheres the Music Biscuit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum:&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lahhh&lt;/span&gt;.  (in a totally lying voice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been hectic. In a I'm not doing much but I'm still so busy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be a nicer person. Oh who are we kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China won Thomas Cup. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea won &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uber&lt;/span&gt; Cup. In your face China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-3887043172680913736?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3887043172680913736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=3887043172680913736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3887043172680913736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/3887043172680913736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/heard-live.html' title='heard live,'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4932511660927556830</id><published>2010-05-14T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:06:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh malaysia. =)</title><content type='html'>It's starting now, this moment as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;Go Chong Wei, he has taken too much already, starting with food. Gosh look at the comparisons of cheeks haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-0tkOnlBYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/cf88nJsu4C0/s1600/lee-chong-wei-vs-lin-dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471079222747661698" style="WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-0tkOnlBYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/cf88nJsu4C0/s400/lee-chong-wei-vs-lin-dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other notes, I'm like turning 17 in a week! Gosh 7 days. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish list on the right =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright off to cheer in the living room. Sisters already got the flag out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Talk about patriotism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4932511660927556830?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4932511660927556830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4932511660927556830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4932511660927556830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4932511660927556830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-malaysia.html' title='oh malaysia. =)'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-0tkOnlBYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/cf88nJsu4C0/s72-c/lee-chong-wei-vs-lin-dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4699935928979403985</id><published>2010-05-13T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:11:50.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the not so optimistic way of life</title><content type='html'>When life gives you lemons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-rSJgmYIfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ndxnC4xpXyU/s1600/rotator-lemons_476x357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470415758206444018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-rSJgmYIfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ndxnC4xpXyU/s400/rotator-lemons_476x357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-rSJDjnkCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/H491LOwYazE/s1600/230945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470415750410244130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-rSJDjnkCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/H491LOwYazE/s400/230945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unpleasant, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blame the mosquitos, they got me into this bad mood. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4699935928979403985?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4699935928979403985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4699935928979403985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4699935928979403985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4699935928979403985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-so-optimistic-way-of-life.html' title='the not so optimistic way of life'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-rSJgmYIfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ndxnC4xpXyU/s72-c/rotator-lemons_476x357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-1220379332261549540</id><published>2010-05-07T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:01:07.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE SO LAME.</title><content type='html'>And I totally mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the way you always have to lean on someone else to do something.. pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you just NEED to have someone wrapped around you like 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you stink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ahhh, who IS Jen-Li hating now ehh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(almost there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet sin jen-lyn, the LAME lol! get it? hahah =.= okkay i'm laughing by myself. I cant just feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q33Bkkr9I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9X3JLzN_PSw/s1600/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468557265988792274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q33Bkkr9I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9X3JLzN_PSw/s400/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click to enlarge =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q1FpRhAbI/AAAAAAAAAyY/LXXZx3B1qQA/s1600/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q1FKbDymI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/p5AMQ77EXOg/s1600/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468554210348092002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q1FKbDymI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/p5AMQ77EXOg/s400/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hi to mister-I-got-sprained-because-she-tried-out-for-the-state(kononya)-netball-team-ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And say bye to me.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;CYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;s&gt;don't know how to&lt;/s&gt; can't install a hit counter.*&lt;br /&gt;tolong ahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-1220379332261549540?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1220379332261549540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=1220379332261549540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1220379332261549540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/1220379332261549540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-so-lame.html' title='YOU ARE SO LAME.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-Q33Bkkr9I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9X3JLzN_PSw/s72-c/DSC01161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2240270057315629523</id><published>2010-05-06T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:55:06.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how can...</title><content type='html'>this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlEOph1TI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oa3py1_Ki14/s1600/Xbox_RyanCabrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468114389651543346" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlEOph1TI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oa3py1_Ki14/s400/Xbox_RyanCabrera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a couple of years, one too many cheeseburgers, a few forfeited hair-cut allowances, lost shavers, raised prices of shaving cream.. etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;become...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDzpVXHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/a-AXiaWjDQA/s1600/PRN-007818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468114382402968690" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDzpVXHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/a-AXiaWjDQA/s400/PRN-007818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!&lt;br /&gt;oh whyyy Ryan Cabrera, whyyyyyyyyy!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can Colby O Donis.. &lt;s&gt;who looks kind of fat here, no offence&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDVgRqUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/qcpdd1xG3cU/s1600/Colby%2BODonis%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468114374311913794" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDVgRqUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/qcpdd1xG3cU/s400/Colby%2BODonis%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a MALAYSIAN singer. (emphasis: Malaysian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDFmJDGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FK8AjlRndyM/s1600/3RDPAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468114370041547874" style="WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlDFmJDGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FK8AjlRndyM/s400/3RDPAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make an actually very nice and catchy song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O671Oftzdl8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O671Oftzdl8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, how can 5 months... be 150 days?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Ohemmgee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I'm form five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2240270057315629523?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2240270057315629523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2240270057315629523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2240270057315629523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2240270057315629523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-can.html' title='how can...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-KlEOph1TI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oa3py1_Ki14/s72-c/Xbox_RyanCabrera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4329501410530015689</id><published>2010-05-05T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:43:46.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 on the 18th, two became one on the first.</title><content type='html'>Since pictures mean a thousand words, I should have about 9 thousand words in this post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't want to bore you with a then thousand word post now would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture post, enjoy. Wedding Pictures from Sue Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dhanya's&lt;/span&gt; 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday at Four Seasons. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; I miss this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jing&lt;/span&gt; gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrylBDXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8UGFWl0dZ1A/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467741235357748594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrylBDXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8UGFWl0dZ1A/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrrEDmrI/AAAAAAAAAxg/1gaV8hH3E3E/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467741233340455602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrrEDmrI/AAAAAAAAAxg/1gaV8hH3E3E/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobos Paul, Karin and Serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrOC6HkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/8hc-oCmETC8/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467741225551011394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrOC6HkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/8hc-oCmETC8/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aiman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;farhan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Who could forget this picture eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRqtSk0pI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OBTZBYVfhLM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467741216758354578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRqtSk0pI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OBTZBYVfhLM/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had a great time with the dudes during dinner and the wondering around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wangsa&lt;/span&gt; walk and wasting about 20 &lt;s&gt;of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aiman's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; dollars on arcade games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;divya.dhanya.nikki.karin.serena.hannah.tan.lemuel.aiman.arthur.judson.paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Happpppppppy&lt;/span&gt; 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dwins&lt;/span&gt;! Love u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;apparent&lt;/span&gt;) wedding of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats Jason And Ruth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the bride and groom just before they left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPZa1MmDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/A0dQjIQUtSI/s1600/wedding+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467738720722262066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPZa1MmDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/A0dQjIQUtSI/s400/wedding+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;youngsters&lt;/span&gt;.. sorta (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPZLGdvPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lBHCfqckrAI/s1600/wedding+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467738716499721458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPZLGdvPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lBHCfqckrAI/s400/wedding+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also took this great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to take an official Movers Picture. Not bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYzeM_EI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Rw6NhzUZwFQ/s1600/wedding+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467738710156835906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYzeM_EI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Rw6NhzUZwFQ/s400/wedding+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYX1PuWI/AAAAAAAAAww/58Y-bON0-28/s1600/wedding+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467738702737291618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYX1PuWI/AAAAAAAAAww/58Y-bON0-28/s400/wedding+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Ann ,Lyn and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYML0sOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/m-5z5Q2zzuw/s1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467738699610763490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FPYML0sOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/m-5z5Q2zzuw/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and then we drove all the way to curve after that just to eat a one dollar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt; ice cream cone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; we're awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that's it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall now go study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh who am I kidding. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;CYA&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4329501410530015689?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4329501410530015689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4329501410530015689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4329501410530015689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4329501410530015689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-on-18th-two-became-one-on-first.html' title='17 on the 18th, two became one on the first.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S-FRrylBDXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8UGFWl0dZ1A/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8736157734499435029</id><published>2010-04-28T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:35:56.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get (me) a life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arrrr&lt;/span&gt;, I feel so unproductive these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by unproductive, you sick minded wackos, I don't mean infertile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the most minimal rush of adrenaline to do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;OH but on the bright side I did upload pictures...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.. to my computer =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, too lazy to put it up anywhere yet, cause&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; is being a pain and saying : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt; looks like something went wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) cause I just told you, I'm feeling very unproductive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the very very bright side, we get a half day tomorrow! and a day off on Friday! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;twin's&lt;/span&gt; birthday soon &lt;s&gt;or never, most probably never&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt; World!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hi Sam! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8736157734499435029?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8736157734499435029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8736157734499435029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8736157734499435029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8736157734499435029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-me-life.html' title='get (me) a life!'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8278049266056791063</id><published>2010-04-26T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:50:05.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amm see kay ell treasure hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; always beats me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my next post is going to be the same as his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, who reads his blog anyway! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anyyyyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. this was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MCKL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; treasure hunt ONE MONTH ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;delay caused by none other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. duh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures borrowed from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partnered Yuan Sing while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; partnered Lemuel.&lt;br /&gt;We were like the inseparable four! =)&lt;br /&gt;Who already agreed to work together no matter what WEEKS before the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we had alliances too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pinghua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eeken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, his partner etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we raced we ran we called we were mean we asked we walked we sweat we stopped we ate we waited, and we won. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aiman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yuansing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lemuel&lt;/span&gt; and I in the train. (this was during the race, probably the only picture we took during the race)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sing's&lt;/span&gt; camera shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0DfH4DzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LwvNYMytd_c/s1600/IMGP1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464471694871105330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0DfH4DzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LwvNYMytd_c/s400/IMGP1465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for results under the unbearable hot sun. All the smart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;melawatians&lt;/span&gt; brought along umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0Czr6F9I/AAAAAAAAAwY/KUzsSFqnRpU/s1600/IMGP1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464471683211073490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0Czr6F9I/AAAAAAAAAwY/KUzsSFqnRpU/s400/IMGP1477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell yeah it was worth the wait. =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;iPods&lt;/span&gt;, very heavy giant products, deflated &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Spalding &lt;/span&gt;basketball and scholarships. =)&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty weird my team won first though as we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; the same answers and we let them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;submit&lt;/span&gt; their answers 15 seconds before us. But oh well, at least we dominated first and second. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0CS2Pq5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tPOdTLxgeHI/s1600/IMGP1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464471674396060562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0CS2Pq5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tPOdTLxgeHI/s400/IMGP1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt; subsidised our Coffee Bean celebrations along with Tristan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0CFGd9qI/AAAAAAAAAwI/fyk-4a1ABYg/s1600/IMGP1491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464471670706009762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0CFGd9qI/AAAAAAAAAwI/fyk-4a1ABYg/s400/IMGP1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt; dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9054897941955254911-8278049266056791063?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8278049266056791063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8278049266056791063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8278049266056791063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8278049266056791063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/amm-see-kay-ell-treasure-hunt.html' title='amm see kay ell treasure hunt'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S9W0DfH4DzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LwvNYMytd_c/s72-c/IMGP1465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-2309233659781581430</id><published>2010-04-20T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:43:47.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The back of my fridge</title><content type='html'>There's currently a guy messing with my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay not messing.&lt;br /&gt;He's fixing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew the back of my fridge looked like that.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there's a way behind my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;A wall which obviously I have never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now the dude says there's nothing wrong with the fridge at all.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, it is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off to eat a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt; puff.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-2309233659781581430?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2309233659781581430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=2309233659781581430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2309233659781581430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/2309233659781581430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-of-my-fridge.html' title='The back of my fridge'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4640799275901699060</id><published>2010-04-19T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:37:24.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like thinking of titles.</title><content type='html'>that stage of wild and uncontrolled case of blogarism among people our age has died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember times where everyone undated like twice a day! haha&lt;br /&gt;Good times people, good times.&lt;br /&gt;Blame school, it runis everything. Except my appetite, gotta admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Days passed. Things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact EWW day (written: I U) , CF camp, Divya-Dhanya-Tabby-Leow's birthdays, captain ball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't have any pictures of anything so nah, you won't need to bore through my words with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to my favorite point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I enjoy racist jokes and mean yo mama jokes. Does this make me a bad person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm getting darker. I don't like getting darker &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The only drama I need is in Ugly Betty, so stop making a scene. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohemmgee&lt;/span&gt;, don't over react-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. It's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) But know whats more annoying? Loosing your physics books and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;karangan&lt;/span&gt; book and badge. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;! T.T&lt;br /&gt;note to self: never leave school bag in school.&lt;br /&gt;note to teachers: it wasn't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;note to you: if you see it please return it?&lt;br /&gt;note to stuff: oh come back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) okay, I took like 17 minutes to think of this point. And obviously I failed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;. So be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;contented&lt;/span&gt; with 4 very useless points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Laters&lt;/span&gt; dudes!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to concert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;practices&lt;/span&gt;. I now have an extra one hour and 55 minutes a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4640799275901699060?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4640799275901699060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4640799275901699060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4640799275901699060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4640799275901699060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-like-thinking-of-titles.html' title='I don&apos;t like thinking of titles.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-6772317415012202690</id><published>2010-04-12T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:27:26.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyo.</title><content type='html'>So kita menang. Tapi bukan PS3. Kita menang movie passes yang begitu tidak berguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pasal apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Amazing race lah.&lt;br /&gt;Ini team saya. Jonathan Wong dengan Eric &lt;s&gt;retard&lt;/s&gt; Low&lt;br /&gt;Mereka tu gak baik pun lah. Dominate LRT pandai. Lari pun cepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4s7-EMPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/57OHEVImAnQ/s1600/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459269517966586098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4s7-EMPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/57OHEVImAnQ/s400/DSC02101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4uegP6UI/AAAAAAAAAwA/HdBgF86vf68/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459269544416635202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4uegP6UI/AAAAAAAAAwA/HdBgF86vf68/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4t-zHwlI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ADKdKw0iazo/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459269535905858130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4t-zHwlI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ADKdKw0iazo/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4tSe3PxI/AAAAAAAAAvw/36iOLy9bJCg/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459269524009729810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4tSe3PxI/AAAAAAAAAvw/36iOLy9bJCg/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malang doh. Kita sampai kat finishing line nombor 2. Tapi orang-orang Leo tu tak bagi clue yang terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;Then kita pulak disqualify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak peh lah. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siapa menang you tanye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team Aiyo lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu Tan Ruorong dengan gang hahah! Grats lah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skarang, I am going to chop Aiman Farhan into 17 pieces and make them into bagua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because he Still hasnt sent me the pictures of the MCKL treasure hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuan Sing, you can also help me chop him considering you want our glory moment photos up also. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat malam dunia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gee, why was this post in BM again? lol&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/9054897941955254911-6772317415012202690?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6772317415012202690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=6772317415012202690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6772317415012202690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/6772317415012202690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/aiyo.html' title='aiyo.'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S8M4s7-EMPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/57OHEVImAnQ/s72-c/DSC02101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8302219830490277956</id><published>2010-04-09T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:09:00.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you wonder..</title><content type='html'>-Why some teachers get their "time of the month" more than once a month.&lt;br /&gt;Is it menopause? No she's too young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What will happen to Justin Beiber when he hits puberty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why some people can't just be a tad bit more responsible? For goodness sake I have been doing duty myself for the THIRD time this week. Dudes, it's not like you people got anything else important to do. And there's no such thing as changing duty points, cause if there is, I wouldn't want to be there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why isn't there ANY green seedless grapes in the fridge!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why are there EVIL EVIL people out there that put up pictures of food online?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz,&lt;br /&gt;okay I ran out of things to say. (like that's ever going to happen)&lt;br /&gt;And don't take the thrid point seriously, I'm just annoyed, I don't hate you, we're still hommies y'all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye all,&lt;br /&gt;I hate you aiman farhan.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8302219830490277956?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8302219830490277956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8302219830490277956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8302219830490277956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8302219830490277956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-you-wonder.html' title='Sometimes you wonder..'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4447778956961217124</id><published>2010-04-07T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:57:24.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning world...</title><content type='html'>Loads of stuff happened in the past (wait, how long have I not blogged?) period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I still wouldn't blog about them until I get pictures from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AIMAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FARHAN&lt;/span&gt; BIN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JOHARI&lt;/span&gt; HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, go read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Xia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Xue's&lt;/span&gt; blog to read about her wedding stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports rehearsal today was an utter waste of waking up early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, I'm kinda looking forward to sports day. Cause in the last 4 years, the closest I have been involved with sports day was throwing a shot putt for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sukan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tara&lt;/span&gt; in form 1, and not being able to pass the requirement line, and Daniel the form 4 F1 dude saying, it's okay, try again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously that year did not come, for I don't remember a single thing about sports day in form 2 and/0r 3.&lt;br /&gt;And then form 4 , I joined marching, and actually took it seriously. Sadly &lt;s&gt;To my very pleasant surprise&lt;/s&gt; I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Anugerah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cemerlang&lt;/span&gt; the very same day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;SMKTM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I have never been to a sports day throughout my secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;I would say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt; I regret now, but honestly, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright world.&lt;br /&gt;Go back to your boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;unfruitful&lt;/span&gt; lives. I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt;~! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-4447778956961217124?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4447778956961217124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4447778956961217124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4447778956961217124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4447778956961217124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/morning-world.html' title='morning world...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-4452251382816378708</id><published>2010-03-25T19:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:13:20.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while, old friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just because I didn't blog during the holidays didn't mean I did not have a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, and as usual, procrastination got me and blah blah, you've heard the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I did finish my homework on time. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; on the awesome but not as awesome as last year march term break. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt;! With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;melawatians&lt;/span&gt; - Sue Ann, Lemuel, Andrew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Phraveen&lt;/span&gt;, Jen-Lyn and Sue Ann's friends - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kee&lt;/span&gt; Ken, Kai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?), Desiree, Cassandra, Jason and Benjamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty awesome actually, 12 is the perfect number that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;divisible&lt;/span&gt; by 2, 3, 4, and 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;wow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt; isn't 12 such an amazing number? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we could go on every ride without leaving out anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And amazingly, we've got extremely good luck, (and good blessings also) that we didn't have to wait much in line. And the crowd always seem to come right after we finished riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMzdp_AI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Z_kNQBcctag/s1600/25763_412974700409_539125409_5173218_3960457_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452530059160714242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMzdp_AI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Z_kNQBcctag/s400/25763_412974700409_539125409_5173218_3960457_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMlfqNFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/-DNLBIRwpyE/s1600/25763_412975015409_539125409_5173248_2127427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452530055411020882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMlfqNFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/-DNLBIRwpyE/s400/25763_412975015409_539125409_5173248_2127427_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! Met up with the ex-classmates for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kaif&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; Rick came!!! yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;shockerrrrr&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMMHHmyI/AAAAAAAAAug/09lhG2kRtO0/s1600/26375_110909895589496_100000114582999_277227_1138496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452530048597203746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMMHHmyI/AAAAAAAAAug/09lhG2kRtO0/s400/26375_110909895589496_100000114582999_277227_1138496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elise's no more a teen birthday! =) is now&lt;/div&gt;It was awesome! and even though she turned ahem ahem twenty that day, the decorations remained &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;errr&lt;/span&gt; youthful? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHLnrgxMI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/dF5ijf1Bw2Y/s1600/elsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452530038817735874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHLnrgxMI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/dF5ijf1Bw2Y/s400/elsie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for some reason I like this picture very much-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tqXNJmZYI/AAAAAAAAAu4/L18q0pUw34M/s1600/25862_426568992467_837152467_5348336_5137560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452568720761578882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tqXNJmZYI/AAAAAAAAAu4/L18q0pUw34M/s400/25862_426568992467_837152467_5348336_5137560_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the movers plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;deborah&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes I spent the rest of my uneventful holidays lazing around the house wasting my life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Cheah&lt;/span&gt; Ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Vetton&lt;/span&gt; Lee reads my blog. Shall I be very very careful of what I type now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on the other note of the another note, I am very annoyed with people who get pissed for no reason. One day you're like a best friend the next you don't say barely 2 words when I asked a question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Anywaaaay&lt;/span&gt;, it's Thursday. A day more till Friday. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, Miley Cyrus is the mentor for American Idol? =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better let Siti Nurhaliza do it kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Yah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers, to animal crackers!&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/9054897941955254911-4452251382816378708?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4452251382816378708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=4452251382816378708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4452251382816378708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/4452251382816378708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-old-friend.html' title='It&apos;s been a while, old friend'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUfImaB9B4k/S6tHMzdp_AI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Z_kNQBcctag/s72-c/25763_412974700409_539125409_5173218_3960457_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054897941955254911.post-8180936010825729182</id><published>2010-03-18T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:45:00.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered...</title><content type='html'>why in the world is education so expensive??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean think about it, for one to finish a regular (meaning not to the extand of brain surgeon or alam flora worker) degree in tertiary education,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;costs about 200k??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYY!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which gave me the thought, so if your father is the lecturer, does this mean that you can just learn from him and not pay anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, you can't (just in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;Because apparently you won't the certs / qualification slip nonsense. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why, money for education is all parents talk about.&lt;br /&gt;They allocate hundreds of thousands for their children's education but ask 2 million questions on why is a new handphone necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, education must be pretty important eh.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, Bill Gates did not finish high school, the late Lim Goh Tong didn't even go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I'm going to make a brithday wish lish now. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, inspiration from Elise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054897941955254911-8180936010825729182?l=untitled-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8180936010825729182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054897941955254911&amp;postID=8180936010825729182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8180936010825729182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054897941955254911/posts/default/8180936010825729182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitled-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered...'/><author><name>Jen-Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10525774646892171174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wP2yMH6RzLw/TxdjkPcO3EI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KT22DjjqeLI/s220/FxCam_1316072103567.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
