<?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-4428294635414795186</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:48:13.657+08:00</updated><category term='I&apos;m crying as i thought of the past. 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LOL'/><title type='text'>CherrinLand ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>My land, my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>736</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-9030409420597709064</id><published>2010-05-30T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:19:38.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till then.</title><content type='html'>Guess I'm finally, finally SICK of blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK, EVERYONE SAY 'THANK GOD'!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shifting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherrinz.onsugar.com/"&gt;www.cherrinz.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onsugar sounds sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont  think anyone reads this blog alrdy anyways, but just to inform you politely.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be back when I'm bored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years here. It was nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-9030409420597709064?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/9030409420597709064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=9030409420597709064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9030409420597709064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9030409420597709064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/05/till-then.html' title='Till then.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3306733069348329872</id><published>2010-05-24T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:16:00.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah well</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kbox was awesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time there. I didn't have the courage do go in the past cause I think my voice's nasty. But I gave it a try this time cause I'm really curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;addictive.&lt;/span&gt; Now I know why so many youngsters like to go there. :D It's fun cause you can hear people going out of tune, and also sing-scream along with them at teh top of your voice and no one will care whether you sang out of tune anot cause everybody's singing out of tune too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO AGAIN K, ZIXIAN JAS AARON WEIFENG. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;YEN LETS GO ALSO THIS IS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got back my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. Not as disastrous as I'd imagined. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was a disappointment. To many, I'd seem proud or crazy. But still. I have high hopes for English. A B4 isn't really high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was ok for me. Paper 2 was awesome, but letter-writing was scary. I mean, a 10/20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was the most surprising out of them all I think. It's a miracle. A fuckin miracle. I passed paper 1. I PASSED PAPER 1. WTF? WHAT.THE.FUCK??!?!?!?!?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NEVER PASSED PAPER 1/2 IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still math overall failed cause of my paper 2. But hey. I'm happy with my paper 2 too cause even though I failed, i failed glamly. A 42/100 is damn good for me. It'd been a long time since I'd seen a 4-head digit. Normally I get 30plus or 20plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was ok But disappointed in biology. I was aiming for an A. (sigh) Chemistry is yet another Miracle because I didn't expect to fail by only half mark for overall cause I never paid attention in class for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA. (sigh) failed of cause. Lack of understanding. But still, it was a lucky borderlin fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanities is ok, but disappointed too cause it's only a borderline pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm coping with life. Let's now hope that the coping gets better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3306733069348329872?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3306733069348329872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3306733069348329872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3306733069348329872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3306733069348329872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah-well.html' title='Ah well'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7847496423104871657</id><published>2010-05-16T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:37:14.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, rain go away, stop thinking my eyes are clouds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S_APwGgat1I/AAAAAAAAFp8/bAsgrspFbos/s1600/29914_391510037927_648117927_3996872_2634005_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_5471890866309871442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S_APwGgat1I/AAAAAAAAFp8/bAsgrspFbos/s400/29914_391510037927_648117927_3996872_2634005_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S_APvkUjwpI/AAAAAAAAFp0/myzD_mKPiAA/s1600/29914_391510017927_648117927_3996868_7918510_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_5471890857133326994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S_APvkUjwpI/AAAAAAAAFp0/myzD_mKPiAA/s400/29914_391510017927_648117927_3996868_7918510_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah damn i miss this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry girls. This stupid little girl can't fit anything else inside her pea brain when Math haven't even settled nicely into it yet. If I had a choice, I wouldn't back out. Cause I really need something to make me smile now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can't see how I even deserve that smile.&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;em&gt;Sherman asked me " Do you believe in Christ?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said " Yeah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He asked " Why? There's no proof."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said " No idea. I just needed something to believe in."&lt;/em&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/4428294635414795186-7847496423104871657?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7847496423104871657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7847496423104871657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7847496423104871657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7847496423104871657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-go-away-stop-thinking-my-eyes.html' title='rain, rain go away, stop thinking my eyes are clouds.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S_APwGgat1I/AAAAAAAAFp8/bAsgrspFbos/s72-c/29914_391510037927_648117927_3996872_2634005_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7408657656857218882</id><published>2010-05-16T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:11:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm dead in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently everything's been so blur. It's the "exam-period". Everyon panic and freak out and study everyday thinking that they'll do well. I love this feeling, cause it makes me feels like I'm doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the study groups were so fun. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night I went to Pasar Malam with Kai and Rene cant go. :( We passed by this durian store and the boss was like " eh pretty girl buy durian!" Then Kai was like " Uncle u blind ah this one called pretty. *points at me* " I'm like HAHAHAHAHAHHAH. Then when we passed by again the uncle said the same thing. I was like " Uncle dont sell to her hor uncle she fart very smelly alrdy later she eat alrdy I first to die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love friendly vendors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BAIX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-7408657656857218882?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7408657656857218882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7408657656857218882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7408657656857218882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7408657656857218882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/05/mundane.html' title='Mundane.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-422713006689129811</id><published>2010-05-01T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:58:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy7H3NVdI/AAAAAAAAFps/25FCF3WqyoE/s1600/Photo4422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300039025219026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy7H3NVdI/AAAAAAAAFps/25FCF3WqyoE/s400/Photo4422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuition with crazy bitches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy64Ta4cI/AAAAAAAAFpk/FOBUyET6-pQ/s1600/Photo4442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300034848580034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy64Ta4cI/AAAAAAAAFpk/FOBUyET6-pQ/s400/Photo4442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear Zixian and Yen got haircuts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5zT54cI/AAAAAAAAFpc/NOWuWzC22t0/s1600/Photo4490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300016328565186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5zT54cI/AAAAAAAAFpc/NOWuWzC22t0/s400/Photo4490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5j8DnJI/AAAAAAAAFpU/9CNo-wjNB_g/s1600/Photo4491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300012202007698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5j8DnJI/AAAAAAAAFpU/9CNo-wjNB_g/s400/Photo4491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5FjbOaI/AAAAAAAAFpM/9AOMHpqG6yc/s1600/Photo4492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300004045633954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy5FjbOaI/AAAAAAAAFpM/9AOMHpqG6yc/s400/Photo4492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me leaving the best, best club on Earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above are photos recently. Took alot of photos. A hell lot. But I'm lazy so I'll just post 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know I'm supposed to blog on the friday that i mentioned in my last post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever. I was lazy and grumpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally stepped down, and my 3 dear current-seniors have taken over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of luck to you guys k. :D Know you guys will do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my little sec 1s and 2s, don't give your seniors a hard time ah. If not I kick your butts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So life's been scary recently. Mid-year's approaching, and I'm no where near doing well. I'm worried for my math. I can't feel Mid years math. Cause that will mean I'll fail O's too. I will suicide if I fail my math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My chinese tcher's been looking down on me. I really wanna prove to her that I can. But as much as I want to, my brains may disagree with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going off. Gotta save my biology cause chemistry's sinking. Bye hon.&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/4428294635414795186-422713006689129811?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/422713006689129811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=422713006689129811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/422713006689129811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/422713006689129811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-hi.html' title='So, hi'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S9wy7H3NVdI/AAAAAAAAFps/25FCF3WqyoE/s72-c/Photo4422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-32695088339641847</id><published>2010-04-20T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:47:06.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping down.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, the sec 4s are finally going to take a break from their CCAs with effect from this coming Friday, after the speech day performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S82vuVldHDI/AAAAAAAAFpE/Uio59TVN2A4/s1600/meandval.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462215133673364530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S82vuVldHDI/AAAAAAAAFpE/Uio59TVN2A4/s400/meandval.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie, my dear girl. Manage the club well.  I know you can do it, cause seriously you're one of the most hardworking, organised, friendliest and most generous leader I've ever seen. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post on Friday. Mum screaming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-32695088339641847?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/32695088339641847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=32695088339641847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/32695088339641847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/32695088339641847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/04/stepping-down.html' title='Stepping down.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S82vuVldHDI/AAAAAAAAFpE/Uio59TVN2A4/s72-c/meandval.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-489887604293672388</id><published>2010-04-20T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:22:16.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN DO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN FUCKING DO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN UNDERSTAND CHEMISTRY AND POA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MUST I MUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M APPROACHING MID YEARS AND I'M NO WHERE NEAR UNDERSTANDING THEM. FUCK THIS. FUCK THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT STUPID. I'M NOT A FUCKIN MORON. I CAN DO THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-489887604293672388?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/489887604293672388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=489887604293672388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/489887604293672388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/489887604293672388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/04/positivity.html' title='Positivity.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7969783899012529825</id><published>2010-04-15T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:16:02.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JBieliebers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S8bmn5hsMOI/AAAAAAAAFo8/HxhbbNtvxfE/s1600/24404_1389160058883_1528554719_980164_5629099_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_5460305171364720866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S8bmn5hsMOI/AAAAAAAAFo8/HxhbbNtvxfE/s400/24404_1389160058883_1528554719_980164_5629099_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S8bmnRlQiOI/AAAAAAAAFo0/qiIpxyGaTgE/s1600/24404_1389160098884_1528554719_980165_1910867_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_5460305160642267362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S8bmnRlQiOI/AAAAAAAAFo0/qiIpxyGaTgE/s400/24404_1389160098884_1528554719_980165_1910867_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                        BIELIEBERS FOR THE WIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4428294635414795186-7969783899012529825?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7969783899012529825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7969783899012529825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7969783899012529825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7969783899012529825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/04/jbieliebers.html' title='JBieliebers.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S8bmn5hsMOI/AAAAAAAAFo8/HxhbbNtvxfE/s72-c/24404_1389160058883_1528554719_980164_5629099_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7259222198284796376</id><published>2010-04-09T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:56:28.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear daughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129612958692482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r9u5xdII/AAAAAAAAFok/YcLOX91_ekw/s400/Photo3796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, what's the date today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept remembering that today is a special date. But I cant figure it out. I'm as lost as that moron up there in the photo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH YEAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY, KAREN LOW JINGSHU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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&gt;Eh seriously ah. We've went into the same schools since primary 1. Some more the transfer was from sonewhere far like Tangjong Katong to Punggol. ITS FATE RIGHT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This lady here is my listening ear. Thank you for being there. Thank you for listening to my crazy thoughts and stuff. I'd have went mental without you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Known each other only at primary 3. You were so darn quiet lah! Thank God you became noisier when you entered secondary school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you know what? I've always treated you like a kid. Sounds weird I know cause mentally and physically I'm not, in any way, more mature than you. HAHAHAHAH. But still. MY DAUGHTER IS OLDER THAN ME OMG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's amazing isn't it. Just 4 years ago we were squealing and playing catching with the girls at the basketball court. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember that I kept calling you Kahloon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r-AMEH-I/AAAAAAAAFos/muM3GpTlV6c/s1600/Photo4092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129617598816226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r-AMEH-I/AAAAAAAAFos/muM3GpTlV6c/s400/Photo4092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129603168240514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r9KbjA4I/AAAAAAAAFoc/bT_t9Y8uyYo/s400/Photo4093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My child! This year must work hard all these k. Smile more, laugh more. Cry less, worry less. &lt;em&gt;Do not let anyone ruin your year.&lt;/em&gt; Just laugh the world off. LIKE ME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r8tOxw2I/AAAAAAAAFoU/qcHuIO6ttcw/s1600/Photo2452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129595330052962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r8tOxw2I/AAAAAAAAFoU/qcHuIO6ttcw/s400/Photo2452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr when I go your house in the morning you sure look like that birdface one. MWHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure you wake up and open the door ah! If not i'll kick it down.&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;And I'll see you tmr at 7.45am. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday again girl. Can't believe how time can manage to speed things up so efficiently.&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/4428294635414795186-7259222198284796376?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7259222198284796376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7259222198284796376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7259222198284796376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7259222198284796376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-dear-daughter.html' title='My dear daughter.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S78r9u5xdII/AAAAAAAAFok/YcLOX91_ekw/s72-c/Photo3796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2991075191847779553</id><published>2010-04-05T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:43:07.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456676009661019458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oB64o9tUI/AAAAAAAAFoE/tbME2gXgD04/s400/P3012333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Okah if you guys rmb these cookies right, those are for Kai a month back. Me and Renee went to meet Kai at her house there, and we went crazy dancing and taking photos. MWHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah i know the post abit like old alrdy but damnit lah, i no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456676007284048786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oB6vyQA5I/AAAAAAAAFn8/CIu51mxKgXg/s400/P2282331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675309121210930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oBSG7QijI/AAAAAAAAFn0/m20owyfu1KQ/s400/P2282330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2 aunties at the back want to kick me. Must be jealous of my nose!&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675306261405602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oBR8RbX6I/AAAAAAAAFns/PEVWR1NRzgQ/s400/P2282329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675295679044354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oBRU2ZWwI/AAAAAAAAFnk/NpxVG7r3Agw/s400/P2282328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that was ugly. Remind me not to that ever again.&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675294251070786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oBRPh8NUI/AAAAAAAAFnc/WGZowvNoVP8/s400/P2282327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg Kai you finally look better. Oh wait your fringe is covering your face. Oh wait thats's the whole point. :D&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675286590459618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oBQy_gjuI/AAAAAAAAFnU/DsjfRbcEEDA/s400/P2282326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674912034649058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oA6_qcc-I/AAAAAAAAFnM/2pEmePreVzw/s400/P2282325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674901474440514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oA6YUsdUI/AAAAAAAAFnE/uXkaC4P-Iz4/s400/P2282322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674896893301458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oA6HQd0tI/AAAAAAAAFm8/DfceRZ0HPdQ/s400/P2282320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674892184167618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oA51tuJMI/AAAAAAAAFm0/juDcr5jUJDc/s400/P2282319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674884453925042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oA5Y6sALI/AAAAAAAAFms/03rh6pk5_7I/s400/P2282318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674263556155554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oAVP5H6KI/AAAAAAAAFmk/jW8oznrk5pk/s400/P2282317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674253223623170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oAUpZp-gI/AAAAAAAAFmc/zX452WQUHXg/s400/P2282316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674250506933042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oAUfR8kzI/AAAAAAAAFmU/4LsGRizZvaw/s400/P2282315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674243230293890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oAUELD34I/AAAAAAAAFmM/ZJxiF-Wdvwc/s400/P2282308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rene is a little crazy in talents. SHE MADE THAT DAMN SHADES CARD.&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the following content is labeled scary for children under the age of 12, but I think its cute lah I dont know why Kai said it was scary.&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;/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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456676012605007938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oB7Dm3aEI/AAAAAAAAFoM/cE267Fg9hjY/s400/Creepy+Cher.jpg" /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh fuck lah. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA. That bitch go and save it in her camera as "Creepy Cher". More like " Cute Creature" ok!&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;Ok lah now as I'm staring at it i also abit freaked out.&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;Okah I'm turning in. Night all. *Yawn and scratch my ass*&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-2991075191847779553?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2991075191847779553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2991075191847779553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2991075191847779553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2991075191847779553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S7oB64o9tUI/AAAAAAAAFoE/tbME2gXgD04/s72-c/P3012333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3382320007072927623</id><published>2010-03-28T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:00:23.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>I have so much photos in my computer and phone that I'm going to explode soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosty's a big boy now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frost recognises me! Whenever I go near, he'll stick his head out, look at me, and then go back to sleep. My dear boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my father keeps scolding me cause I keep buying stuff for Frosty. MY ONLY PET MAH! SOME MORE LIFE SPAN 2 YEARS ONLY, MUST TREAT BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine the day Frosty will like, you know. Go. I think I'll cry like shit and then hug his cage to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kai went out like last month, and we walked around. For her Adam Lambert album. SHE GOT TO MEET HIM, LUCKY BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we ate at Pizza Hut. I love the food. Too gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6432BHyyxI/AAAAAAAAFl8/B3tDQVHkkgQ/s1600/Photo3848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453357599945837330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6432BHyyxI/AAAAAAAAFl8/B3tDQVHkkgQ/s400/Photo3848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The drinks so pretty right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S643visz_dI/AAAAAAAAFl0/ATSEbZK0TAc/s1600/Photo3844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453357488700390866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S643visz_dI/AAAAAAAAFl0/ATSEbZK0TAc/s400/Photo3844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642oilk3eI/AAAAAAAAFls/xcyMnatgT2w/s1600/Photo3865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453356268899327458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642oilk3eI/AAAAAAAAFls/xcyMnatgT2w/s400/Photo3865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Okeh I didnt arrange the photos in order but anyways we saw this MRT station whole thing pink. SO DAMN NICE LAH. Lost in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642oWr2XII/AAAAAAAAFlk/ZUj9rvccjb8/s1600/Photo3863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453356265704414338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642oWr2XII/AAAAAAAAFlk/ZUj9rvccjb8/s400/Photo3863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642ZkIJj0I/AAAAAAAAFlc/iblhavkrjGE/s1600/Photo3860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453356011614736194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642ZkIJj0I/AAAAAAAAFlc/iblhavkrjGE/s400/Photo3860.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE! GORGEOUS OK. DAMN AWESOME. Kai totally regretted her choice after tasting mine. 8D turkey bacon carbonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642ZCnNYTI/AAAAAAAAFlU/-o6hb8uqo_o/s1600/Photo3858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453356002618204466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642ZCnNYTI/AAAAAAAAFlU/-o6hb8uqo_o/s400/Photo3858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642Y9Pem5I/AAAAAAAAFlM/jn8kDnxKi4I/s1600/Photo3852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453356001176492946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642Y9Pem5I/AAAAAAAAFlM/jn8kDnxKi4I/s400/Photo3852.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/_amEgrw37lS0/S642YrBiOhI/AAAAAAAAFlE/kJL3zD5nPLs/s1600/Photo3850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453355996286171666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642YrBiOhI/AAAAAAAAFlE/kJL3zD5nPLs/s400/Photo3850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai's drink. All so nice lor th colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642YTtxD6I/AAAAAAAAFk8/FxUifvtC7Ng/s1600/Photo3851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453355990029242274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S642YTtxD6I/AAAAAAAAFk8/FxUifvtC7Ng/s400/Photo3851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kai using her phone. Damn nice k. But I think if my papa buy that for me I'd crack it within a week. I keep dropping my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6402LYC62I/AAAAAAAAFk0/5kWJM1LiSmQ/s1600/Photo3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453354304163474274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6402LYC62I/AAAAAAAAFk0/5kWJM1LiSmQ/s400/Photo3853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us look abit mad sleepy. I too hungry alrdy, so look damn shag. HAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453354290578632962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6401YxKsQI/AAAAAAAAFkk/3kdx76-9hRE/s400/Photo3846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S640188kcgI/AAAAAAAAFks/ot4nUv843vs/s1600/Photo3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453354300290134530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S640188kcgI/AAAAAAAAFks/ot4nUv843vs/s400/Photo3855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6401LnLZkI/AAAAAAAAFkc/dzQfsfWHnH0/s1600/Photo3845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453354287047075394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6401LnLZkI/AAAAAAAAFkc/dzQfsfWHnH0/s400/Photo3845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love th cutlery there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAH I'm so bored and I want some sleep. Night babes!&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3382320007072927623?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3382320007072927623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3382320007072927623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3382320007072927623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3382320007072927623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6432BHyyxI/AAAAAAAAFl8/B3tDQVHkkgQ/s72-c/Photo3848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4348490366882213575</id><published>2010-03-22T22:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:05:18.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4e in the house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't believe I'm back in school again, facing the tchers. I can't stand the fact that the teachers get to punish or scold the students because we've forgotten to bring or do homework, when we can't scold them when they forgot something. Screw this shit. Oh so just because you oldies are teaching us stuff that we need to know for survival in exams, it automatically means that you guys can ditch your moral values?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I had a science test today, which I don't think I'd be really glad to see the marks when I take it back cause I screwed up my chemistry predictably. Oh and in Bio, I think I lost like 5 marks cos of a question about menstruation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Chinese class, my tcher cant stop going on and on about how I'll nvr get an A for chinese, and tht I can stop dreaming and stop being so thick-skinned, cause on her first few lessons I told her tht I'll "get an A1" jokingly. &lt;em&gt;It was a joke.&lt;/em&gt; But till now she kept going on and on whenever I get back my tests, or whenever I ask my classmates how much they got. She'll say " You see lah! They so much more better thn you, you still bhb say want get A1" yadayadayada. Oh damn have my studies deproved to such a state where not even a HOD believes in my brain anymore? Seriously if the teachers can stop looking down on people or try and stop discouraging the students, the students may have a chance to get a decent grade for their exams. Because when the students hear something good from their teachers, they might actually believe that they're not that dumb and there's still muthafuckin hope after all,  that someone actually believes in them and they will try their very best to work hard just to prove that you know the teachers were right about them and they &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; do it, just like how they did in the past before entering secondary school life and screwing their own lives up, and the students may actually feel thankful, cause they realised that the tchers have observed and learnt about their past and know that they were not that stupid before, and that they can do it, and maybe the students won't go into depression just because they feel like retards and the world may be a better place. But no, some tchers get paid everyday for teaching the wrong stuff, discouraging the dumb students and punishing for the wrong things. Now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;, is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a proper post with photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashikin has been requesting for this post. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this Egyptian museum trip. Check back the posts. I've written about it but no photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are in backwards order, which means the photos taken the earliest is at the bottom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm too lazy to arrange them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7VCh673I/AAAAAAAAFkM/gk7g-ngv2A8/s1600-h/Photo3478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461475341889394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7VCh673I/AAAAAAAAFkM/gk7g-ngv2A8/s400/Photo3478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaron fucking flexible lah! I think in his last life he was a ballerina or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7U8xZMmI/AAAAAAAAFkE/UWKLprXGAxo/s1600-h/Photo3476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461473796174434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7U8xZMmI/AAAAAAAAFkE/UWKLprXGAxo/s400/Photo3476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash teaching Aaron how to dance. Aaron looks clueless. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UuDUKaI/AAAAAAAAFj8/Qm_nm7T6yGI/s1600-h/Photo3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461469844810146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UuDUKaI/AAAAAAAAFj8/Qm_nm7T6yGI/s400/Photo3474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UdpeBmI/AAAAAAAAFj0/Iy8iNF4nifM/s1600-h/Photo3473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461465441437282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UdpeBmI/AAAAAAAAFj0/Iy8iNF4nifM/s400/Photo3473.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UB_GBWI/AAAAAAAAFjs/nXZ51iXFah8/s1600-h/Photo3472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461458015946082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7UB_GBWI/AAAAAAAAFjs/nXZ51iXFah8/s400/Photo3472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_ze7C3I/AAAAAAAAFjk/J9rt20fOO_4/s1600-h/Photo3471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461110525528946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_ze7C3I/AAAAAAAAFjk/J9rt20fOO_4/s400/Photo3471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_iB3-lI/AAAAAAAAFjc/s0LUn97LAUw/s1600-h/Photo3470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461105840290386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_iB3-lI/AAAAAAAAFjc/s0LUn97LAUw/s400/Photo3470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHH KENNY LOOKS DAMN INNOCENT LAH. He looks like a nosy neighbour poking his head in to see what's happening.&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUMPSHOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  *Dance around the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_Z480nI/AAAAAAAAFjU/eoFQyMIK7xk/s1600-h/Photo3469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461103655375474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6_Z480nI/AAAAAAAAFjU/eoFQyMIK7xk/s400/Photo3469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one damn funny. Ashikin looks like she's tiptoe-ing and resting her arms on this invisible shelf. Faz looks like she's holding on to an invisible balloon and floating somewhere. Zixian looks like a rockstar. I look like I had a stroke at mid-jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6-8qs2kI/AAAAAAAAFjM/Q6GcZCs0ThY/s1600-h/Photo3468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461095810980418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6-8qs2kI/AAAAAAAAFjM/Q6GcZCs0ThY/s400/Photo3468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashikin looks like she's doing the armbars thing. Faz looks like she just farted. Zixian still a rockstar. I rockstar with Zixian, but I'm a very optimistic one, judging by my smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6-mhOTCI/AAAAAAAAFjE/yEsheLss8pE/s1600-h/Photo3467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451461089865649186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6-mhOTCI/AAAAAAAAFjE/yEsheLss8pE/s400/Photo3467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after Ash did the armbars thing, she got tired and fell. Faz farted too hard and fell. Zixian looks like Mr Lee KM. I look like some Chinese grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6nnE5M0I/AAAAAAAAFi8/kUEKUwQWf4A/s1600-h/Photo3465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460694878270274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6nnE5M0I/AAAAAAAAFi8/kUEKUwQWf4A/s400/Photo3465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then after Faz rest, she felt better and decided to jump in celebration. Ashikin still tired from the armbars thing and took a rest behind. Zixian taking a dump. I trying to hug someone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6nV4lA0I/AAAAAAAAFi0/fDHq8lEVO5w/s1600-h/Photo3463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460690263212866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6nV4lA0I/AAAAAAAAFi0/fDHq8lEVO5w/s400/Photo3463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FINALLY ONE PROPER JUMPSHO..... Eh wait no there's someone on the ground. Omg ZX. AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6m5UiAtI/AAAAAAAAFis/Vvi4XufOZz4/s1600-h/Photo3462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460682595828434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6m5UiAtI/AAAAAAAAFis/Vvi4XufOZz4/s400/Photo3462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like their mother. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6mmrse5I/AAAAAAAAFik/PFcMGDIKSFk/s1600-h/Photo3461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460677592710034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6mmrse5I/AAAAAAAAFik/PFcMGDIKSFk/s400/Photo3461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6mVpBOkI/AAAAAAAAFic/VC51pjIr2DU/s1600-h/Photo3459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460673018083906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6mVpBOkI/AAAAAAAAFic/VC51pjIr2DU/s400/Photo3459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6VAXweyI/AAAAAAAAFiU/ho5Mo3ZOpCs/s1600-h/Photo3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460375250762530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6VAXweyI/AAAAAAAAFiU/ho5Mo3ZOpCs/s400/Photo3458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460363040791778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6US4rHOI/AAAAAAAAFiE/r_MIdSpnjmU/s400/Photo3454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6UoktXbI/AAAAAAAAFiM/MO3znOvb9hc/s1600-h/Photo3456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460368862633394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6UoktXbI/AAAAAAAAFiM/MO3znOvb9hc/s400/Photo3456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6UJYwvsI/AAAAAAAAFh8/Wq6gfwPOAls/s1600-h/Photo3452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460360491024066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6UJYwvsI/AAAAAAAAFh8/Wq6gfwPOAls/s400/Photo3452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6T7OLY-I/AAAAAAAAFh0/a8bdCdaTBNs/s1600-h/Photo3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460356688536546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6T7OLY-I/AAAAAAAAFh0/a8bdCdaTBNs/s400/Photo3451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6D4InFGI/AAAAAAAAFhs/i38i43DvR0o/s1600-h/Photo3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460080981972066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6D4InFGI/AAAAAAAAFhs/i38i43DvR0o/s400/Photo3450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6Dp0vccI/AAAAAAAAFhk/iOB-li-6CpQ/s1600-h/Photo3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460077140537794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6Dp0vccI/AAAAAAAAFhk/iOB-li-6CpQ/s400/Photo3449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6DHI4BqI/AAAAAAAAFhc/ilJjr2tKR2s/s1600-h/Photo3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460067829745314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6DHI4BqI/AAAAAAAAFhc/ilJjr2tKR2s/s400/Photo3448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us acting like victorian ladies here. (Y)&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6CzBsDsI/AAAAAAAAFhU/JL1rwC_tD94/s1600-h/Photo3447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460062430891714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6CzBsDsI/AAAAAAAAFhU/JL1rwC_tD94/s400/Photo3447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kenny! He was talking halfway and Zixian just snapped th photo. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6CVgCJOI/AAAAAAAAFhM/2KqAEsXN0wA/s1600-h/Photo3446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460054505104610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d6CVgCJOI/AAAAAAAAFhM/2KqAEsXN0wA/s400/Photo3446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and CZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5vqSmmYI/AAAAAAAAFhE/cGZvPth8fk4/s1600-h/Photo3431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459733668403586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5vqSmmYI/AAAAAAAAFhE/cGZvPth8fk4/s400/Photo3431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5vc8q7yI/AAAAAAAAFg8/mUT10AZUKUw/s1600-h/Photo3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459730086752034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5vc8q7yI/AAAAAAAAFg8/mUT10AZUKUw/s400/Photo3429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's this origami thing that no one can fold. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. I think Faz or Ashikin did? But the rest of us stone there. HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5u9ATUYI/AAAAAAAAFg0/_ZcikwMmpYo/s1600-h/Photo3427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459721512046978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5u9ATUYI/AAAAAAAAFg0/_ZcikwMmpYo/s400/Photo3427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5ueab19I/AAAAAAAAFgs/mcojHWU7oKI/s1600-h/Photo3426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459713300158418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d5ueab19I/AAAAAAAAFgs/mcojHWU7oKI/s400/Photo3426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashikin as the tour guide. (Y)&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;Okah I've wasted the whole day on the computer. Ciaos.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-4348490366882213575?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4348490366882213575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4348490366882213575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4348490366882213575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4348490366882213575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/4e-in-house.html' title='4e in the house.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S6d7VCh673I/AAAAAAAAFkM/gk7g-ngv2A8/s72-c/Photo3478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8117408972078164434</id><published>2010-03-20T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:37:46.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE COMPLETED ALL MY HOMEWORK EXCEPT FOR 1 CHINESE SITUATIONAL LETTER AND 1 CHINESE WORKSHEET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8117408972078164434?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8117408972078164434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8117408972078164434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8117408972078164434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8117408972078164434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-complete-all-my-homework-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2863361869384909321</id><published>2010-03-20T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:51:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SML.</title><content type='html'>SHIT MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww damn I hate homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have like, half left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna fisnish it all today. WATCH ME, PEOPLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-2863361869384909321?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2863361869384909321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2863361869384909321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2863361869384909321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2863361869384909321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/sml.html' title='SML.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8957789639654942996</id><published>2010-03-18T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:44:04.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Lau Wei Xiang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU ANNOYING BROTHER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playmates since young. Sorry that I went through puberty and started to change since 13. I still remembered every single time I screamed at you just cause I was having my moodswings. Sorry k. I remembered once we quarelled so bad. I screamed at you while you were playing the computer. I shouted vulgarities at you. You were younger back then, and you were so frightened. I can see that you're fucking angry at me. But you were so scared that you just cried. &lt;em&gt;Sorry.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust me I still feel guilty till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you realised that I'm damn naggy recently, it's because I'm really scared that you'll neglect your studies and stuff. Papa and Mama are kinda busy recently, and you were always so rude towards Ma. She's kinda too nice to us since young, I've to admit that. I'm being paranoid, ok, and I don't want you to panic when you're around my age, after facing stuff like freakin' Acid&amp;amp;Bases. I'm a little protective cause you're still a little kid. Kinda. You're now fucking tall and likes to laugh at my height. TSK. Sorry if you think that I was a nosy bitch these past few years. I'm a crazy sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you moron you deleted me off at facebook just because you have some secrets that you can't let the family know. HAH, dumbass, I have my ways to find out still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, your kind and friendly sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8957789639654942996?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8957789639654942996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8957789639654942996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8957789639654942996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8957789639654942996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/james-lau-wei-xiang.html' title='James Lau Wei Xiang'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8221707759985154319</id><published>2010-03-16T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:10:33.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atashinchi No Danshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5-qlB2K9oI/AAAAAAAAFgc/5tso_4FWjFU/s1600-h/atashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449261627269117570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5-qlB2K9oI/AAAAAAAAFgc/5tso_4FWjFU/s400/atashi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently obsessed with this Japanese show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across this on TV, found it interesting so yeah I junted for the first episode and watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S FREAKIN CUTE AND FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!&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;The story is about this very very poor girl who's in debt of 1 billion yen cause her stupid father went gambling and ran away. Her mother passed away when she was young, and she was the guarantor to her father's debts. Then, she met this very rich toymaker, who only had one month left to live as he had an illness. He said that he'll pay the debt for her if she married him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the marriage, she found out that there's more to the marriage contract that she signed. The contract included terms for her to take care of the toymaker's six ecentric sons, and bond them together. If she fail to do any of the tasks in the contract, she'll have to pay for the 1 billion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The six sons are the coolest kids I've ever seen.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ōkura Household&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fū Ōkura (大蔵 風, Ōkura Fū?)&lt;br /&gt;30-years-old. The first son, Fū is a free person, but unemployed. His real father is Shinzo Okura. His mother was a hostess at a bar, so his father could not publicly reveal that Fū was his son. At one point, Fū wanted Chisato to become his girlfriend, but the real purpose of it was to keep his many girlfriends at bay. He has fifty different licenses, including one for boxing.  Portrayed by Jun Kaname (要 潤, Kaname Jun?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takeru Ōkura (大蔵 猛, Ōkura Takeru?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 years old. The second son, Takeru is a member of a delinquent bike gang, yet is kind-hearted. When Chisato was being bullied by kids inside of her tent, Takeru came to her rescue, albeit not knowing it was Chisato he was helping at the time. Originally, Takeru believed that his father wanted him to become Shinzo's son so that Takeru could inherit money and send it to his father, but in time, it becomes apparent that was not the real reason why Takeru's father sent him to the Okura household. Portrayed by Yoshinori Okada (岡田 義徳, Okada Yoshinori?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho Ōkura (大蔵 翔, Ōkura Shō?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years old. The third son, Sho works as a host who moves from establishment to establishment to maintain his status as number one host based on his outward appearance and his conversational abilities. Initially living outside the Ōkura household, he cares for Riki, his son, and works as door-to-door salesman at day and as host in night. He is the mastermind of the Ōkura brothers. Sho began to have feelings toward Chisato after Episode 7, particularly after they accidentally kissed. He revealed his true feelings when he kissed her of his own will in Episode 8. Portrayed by Osamu Mukai (向井 理, Mukai Osamu?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaru Ōkura (大蔵 優, Ōkura Masaru?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 years old. The fourth son, Masaru is the charismatic model of an exclusive magazine. He is very popular among the ladies, but something in his past caused him to have a phobia of women. Because his parents died after rescuing from a fire when he went in to retrieve a toy, he believes that he killed them. His sister also survived. Masaru develops feelings toward Chisato after curing his phobia of women. Portrayed by Yusuke Yamamoto (山本 裕典, Yamamoto Yūsuke?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satoru Ōkura (大蔵 智, Ōkura Satoru?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 years old. The fifth son, Satoru is a high school student and seems to be one of the more aggressive brothers. At a young age, he was marked as a genius magician, but because of something in his past, he locked himself up in his room for a year. Eventually, Chisato lured him outside, and after a few episodes, he started to develop feelings for her. Portrayed by Koji Seto (瀬戸 康史, Seto Kōji?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira Ōkura (大蔵 明, Ōkura Akira?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 years old. The sixth son. He is extremely intelligent and has no interest in the family inheritance because he makes plenty of money via the stock market. He always falls asleep at exactly nine P.M. In one episode, he entered a contest so that his mom could find him on her birthday. Although she was able to see him on television, his mom was leaving Japan and could not meet him. He is the only one of the six sons who actually feels Chisato is his mother, as proven by his shock upon learning that she was never actually married to Shinzo. Portrayed by Tomoki Okayama (岡山 智樹, Okayama Tomoki?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this, babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8221707759985154319?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8221707759985154319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8221707759985154319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8221707759985154319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8221707759985154319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/atashinchi-no-danshi.html' title='Atashinchi No Danshi'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5-qlB2K9oI/AAAAAAAAFgc/5tso_4FWjFU/s72-c/atashi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2438537401129063411</id><published>2010-03-15T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:47:26.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, so many things happened, but the lady is just so darn lazy to upload photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this was what happened on 2nd March, 2010. KARENLOWLOW ACCOMPANIED ME TO WATCH ALICE IN WONDERLAND GALA PREMIERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho shweet, 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545WV3eA7I/AAAAAAAAFgU/9LPmboGAvHI/s1600-h/Photo3797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855655154582450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545WV3eA7I/AAAAAAAAFgU/9LPmboGAvHI/s400/Photo3797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ion's kinda creepy @ night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545Bt_Q7lI/AAAAAAAAFgM/3vI3nPL-bf0/s1600-h/Photo3796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855300852477522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545Bt_Q7lI/AAAAAAAAFgM/3vI3nPL-bf0/s400/Photo3796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lost tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545BfoewnI/AAAAAAAAFgE/jiSjA9FIH7o/s1600-h/Photo3795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855296998818418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545BfoewnI/AAAAAAAAFgE/jiSjA9FIH7o/s400/Photo3795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545BGaMbPI/AAAAAAAAFf8/tGqdztIRhh0/s1600-h/Photo3794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855290228010226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545BGaMbPI/AAAAAAAAFf8/tGqdztIRhh0/s400/Photo3794.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/_amEgrw37lS0/S545A8UlmBI/AAAAAAAAFf0/Ri_OhgO3lIU/s1600-h/Photo3793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855287520139282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545A8UlmBI/AAAAAAAAFf0/Ri_OhgO3lIU/s400/Photo3793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545AaAYVeI/AAAAAAAAFfs/kYU0bNXdMmw/s1600-h/Photo3792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448855278308578786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545AaAYVeI/AAAAAAAAFfs/kYU0bNXdMmw/s400/Photo3792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite alot of people at the premiere. First time attending this kinda event. Hohoh, happy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544i2YjdfI/AAAAAAAAFfk/MZOrcNYQ_N4/s1600-h/Photo3791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854770530088434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544i2YjdfI/AAAAAAAAFfk/MZOrcNYQ_N4/s400/Photo3791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544ii2IpRI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ZuG5xBmDjsA/s1600-h/Photo3790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854765285451026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544ii2IpRI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ZuG5xBmDjsA/s400/Photo3790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Karen. I know you have a crush on me, but stalking and taking my photos is being too obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544iEbRWzI/AAAAAAAAFfU/HHJpcJDwtT4/s1600-h/Photo3789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854757119712050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544iEbRWzI/AAAAAAAAFfU/HHJpcJDwtT4/s400/Photo3789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting for the theatre to let us in.... How orchard looks like at night. Damn I missed the scenery. So long since I went to Orchard at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544hzhDsbI/AAAAAAAAFfM/8Nkb868CByU/s1600-h/Photo3788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854752580579762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544hzhDsbI/AAAAAAAAFfM/8Nkb868CByU/s400/Photo3788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there's this freakin clown that suddenly appeared. He's like what, 3 miles tall and I freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544hQ8q7cI/AAAAAAAAFfE/SBDMxbT7Xkk/s1600-h/Photo3787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854743301156290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544hQ8q7cI/AAAAAAAAFfE/SBDMxbT7Xkk/s400/Photo3787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544Hz8yNyI/AAAAAAAAFe8/PC8V6_JR5L8/s1600-h/Photo3785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854306020276002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544Hz8yNyI/AAAAAAAAFe8/PC8V6_JR5L8/s400/Photo3785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need to get a camera. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544HRtBUlI/AAAAAAAAFe0/9Xc1bc5dxLI/s1600-h/Photo3783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854296827351634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544HRtBUlI/AAAAAAAAFe0/9Xc1bc5dxLI/s400/Photo3783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544HGmJ1hI/AAAAAAAAFes/vvhzHF2rddc/s1600-h/Photo3782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854293845759506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544HGmJ1hI/AAAAAAAAFes/vvhzHF2rddc/s400/Photo3782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544G_OUnlI/AAAAAAAAFek/qeHG9CnUH7E/s1600-h/Photo3781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854291866754642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544G_OUnlI/AAAAAAAAFek/qeHG9CnUH7E/s400/Photo3781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544GboHKGI/AAAAAAAAFec/rrwl0ECpn9c/s1600-h/Photo3780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448854282311247970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S544GboHKGI/AAAAAAAAFec/rrwl0ECpn9c/s400/Photo3780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU MY DEAR LOONY FOR ACCOMPANYING ME TO THAT MOVIE. :D&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;And we'll meet next saturday for workout k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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/4428294635414795186-2438537401129063411?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2438537401129063411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2438537401129063411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2438537401129063411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2438537401129063411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/sup.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S545WV3eA7I/AAAAAAAAFgU/9LPmboGAvHI/s72-c/Photo3797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-111450835287699543</id><published>2010-03-15T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:58:40.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like We Used To</title><content type='html'>This is so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could feel her breath as she’s sleeping next to me&lt;br /&gt;Sharing pillows and cold feet&lt;br /&gt;She can feel my heart; fell asleep to its beat&lt;br /&gt;Under blankets and warm sheets&lt;br /&gt;If only I could be in that bed again&lt;br /&gt;If only it were me instead of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he watch your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Does he hold you when you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts?&lt;br /&gt;When you’ve seen it a million times&lt;br /&gt;Does he sing to all your music?&lt;br /&gt;While you dance to purple rain&lt;br /&gt;Does he do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 months and 7 days ago,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know you know how we felt about that night&lt;br /&gt;Just your skin against the window&lt;br /&gt;But we took it slow and we both know&lt;br /&gt;It shoulda been me inside that car&lt;br /&gt;It should have been me instead of him in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he watch your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Does he hold you when you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts?&lt;br /&gt;When you’ve seen it a million times&lt;br /&gt;Does he sing to all your music?&lt;br /&gt;While you dance to purple rain&lt;br /&gt;Does he do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that love happens all the time, love&lt;br /&gt;(I’m a sucker for that feeling)&lt;br /&gt;You’re on my mind, love&lt;br /&gt;(I always end up feeling cheated)&lt;br /&gt;And that happens all the time, love&lt;br /&gt;(Oh darling, I know I’m not needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will he love you like I loved you?&lt;br /&gt;Will he tell you everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Will he make you feel like your invincible&lt;br /&gt;With every word he’ll say&lt;br /&gt;Can you promise me that this was right?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Can you do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;Will you do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;Like we used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh like we used to "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Rocket To The Moon — Like We Used To lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these kind of guys are dead anyways. Ok, moving on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-111450835287699543?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/111450835287699543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=111450835287699543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/111450835287699543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/111450835287699543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/like-we-used-to.html' title='Like We Used To'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2499106145593380681</id><published>2010-03-11T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:45:22.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh btw. There's a very nice breeze in my bedroom now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh damn I love the breeze. Bu the stupid plane that just flew past ruined it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4428294635414795186-2499106145593380681?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2499106145593380681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2499106145593380681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2499106145593380681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2499106145593380681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5692553087669386346</id><published>2010-03-11T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:29:47.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserved this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ibM0SqIhI/AAAAAAAAFeU/i5bDZNdb3aE/s1600-h/Photo3798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447274393802252818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ibM0SqIhI/AAAAAAAAFeU/i5bDZNdb3aE/s400/Photo3798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went around traumatising alot of people with my left hand a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. School is horrible and i'm still in the sleepy mode. March holiday's coming. POA and Chemistry is getting scarier. I'm still not passing Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'MON CHERRIN YOU CAN DO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iYAk9I6LI/AAAAAAAAFeM/jzSUwISLjKk/s1600-h/Photo3740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447270884992149682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iYAk9I6LI/AAAAAAAAFeM/jzSUwISLjKk/s400/Photo3740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iYAKaJ90I/AAAAAAAAFeE/qmqgFQK-R6A/s1600-h/Photo3742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447270877866096450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iYAKaJ90I/AAAAAAAAFeE/qmqgFQK-R6A/s400/Photo3742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_u_X3iI/AAAAAAAAFd8/7n_ft-FSZJI/s1600-h/Photo3759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447270870506004002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_u_X3iI/AAAAAAAAFd8/7n_ft-FSZJI/s400/Photo3759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_bbE0ZI/AAAAAAAAFd0/w2E4amUj8Mk/s1600-h/Photo3761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447270865253486994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_bbE0ZI/AAAAAAAAFd0/w2E4amUj8Mk/s400/Photo3761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_HtJlBI/AAAAAAAAFds/9BKJlEwfwAA/s1600-h/Photo3741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447270859960587282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5iX_HtJlBI/AAAAAAAAFds/9BKJlEwfwAA/s400/Photo3741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't those gorgeous? We baked them for Kai's birthday. She loves them, thank God. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since I blogged with any real photos. Will soon. So many events that happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'm going to take a nap now. I'll wake up later, and start on my pile of hell from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my life.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5692553087669386346?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5692553087669386346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5692553087669386346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5692553087669386346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5692553087669386346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/deserved-this.html' title='Deserved this'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ibM0SqIhI/AAAAAAAAFeU/i5bDZNdb3aE/s72-c/Photo3798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5751517756958625230</id><published>2010-03-07T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:23:56.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Susheh.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I met Kai again today. ( She'll go crazy if she doesn't see me at least twice a week. AWWW. *wipes tears* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd I accompanied her to get her Glambert disc. Today she came to teach me chemistry and we went for Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo the sushi trainee's cute. ;D We were laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;I finally tried Cha Soba again after 2 years. The last time I tried, it was so freakin horrible tht I pushed it to my aunt. Cha Soba is jap's cold noodles, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUKI SUSHI'S ONE DAMN NICE. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go out with Serene and Kai or if they come to my house, It's always sushi. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, Im just here to blog that I got a new bag. And thr'll be photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love Pizza hut's turkey bacon carbonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okah ciaos. 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5751517756958625230?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5751517756958625230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5751517756958625230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5751517756958625230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5751517756958625230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/susheh.html' title='Susheh.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-329431204475996930</id><published>2010-03-05T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:54:36.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's ageing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445169723589070146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EhA4w9DUI/AAAAAAAAFcc/3myyhX8aTpg/s400/28122008979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445174285505825666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ElKbOqi4I/AAAAAAAAFdM/y7fJSSSWVqA/s400/Photo1747.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ElJbIrUeI/AAAAAAAAFc8/xx1xr7lEMGM/s1600-h/Photo1693.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap. The short one grew up.&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;Ok, we met like, in primary 3? But we were like strangers back then cause I was alway in my own world. We officially became bffs when we were primary 5. I still remember. It's this national day parade that our school sent us to. The events that happened that day was hilarious. HAHAHAHAHHAHA. &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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445176633984515858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EnTH_nfxI/AAAAAAAAFdk/6F22d6vtT58/s400/Photo1700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445176624493499842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EnSkoyFcI/AAAAAAAAFdc/03UFumGmj2g/s400/Photo1693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common interest - food. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I look so goofy in the cotton candy photo. Oh well. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445174252006746882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ElIeb3KwI/AAAAAAAAFcs/FoaT_PYa4ms/s400/Photo1703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*. So what, I'm the youngest now? ): Ok lah thats kinda good cause that means they must let me have whatever I want. I'M THE YOUNGEST OK. MWAHHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I behave like their mothers sometimes. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh. My birthday's coming also mah! In like 9 more months.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ElIktVnAI/AAAAAAAAFc0/caXaW9Bf2O0/s1600-h/Photo1679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445174253690657794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5ElIktVnAI/AAAAAAAAFc0/caXaW9Bf2O0/s400/Photo1679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes boliao I will ask her meet, she will ask me meet lah. Being this "accompanier". THANKS BIATCH. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EhASsju8I/AAAAAAAAFcU/5aEwpFjWJvI/s1600-h/Photo3640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445169713370086338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EhASsju8I/AAAAAAAAFcU/5aEwpFjWJvI/s400/Photo3640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh no. Now that you're ageing, I don't think that you can be sold anymore. So sorry! D: HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5Eg_uE0aKI/AAAAAAAAFcE/GvITqhASx_0/s1600-h/Photo3216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445169703539730594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5Eg_uE0aKI/AAAAAAAAFcE/GvITqhASx_0/s400/Photo3216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday, Biatch. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4428294635414795186-329431204475996930?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/329431204475996930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=329431204475996930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/329431204475996930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/329431204475996930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/someones-ageing.html' title='Someone&apos;s ageing.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S5EhA4w9DUI/AAAAAAAAFcc/3myyhX8aTpg/s72-c/28122008979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4696843091894523570</id><published>2010-03-03T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:50:30.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;On 2nd March 2010,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn. Both my bitches are 16 alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHEW KAI LENG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET SIXTEEN LEHHHHHHHHHH. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Old people. I'm still a little innocent kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Kai. I'd post more some other day. Mum screaming like mad alrdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-4696843091894523570?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4696843091894523570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4696843091894523570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4696843091894523570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4696843091894523570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-bitch.html' title='Best Bitch'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-253945894143556380</id><published>2010-03-01T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:02:00.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I won tix to the Alice In Wonderland gala premiere.&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch it tmr with Karenlowlowlowlow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy me. 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-253945894143556380?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/253945894143556380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=253945894143556380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/253945894143556380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/253945894143556380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4890395017506381295</id><published>2010-02-28T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:55:31.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosty boy</title><content type='html'>Frosty's at my house for 2 months alrdy. 8D &lt;div&gt;I forgot to mention on 28th Jan. Slipped my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to post so I'll post about my beloved hamster. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964160365283426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLENfBSGI/AAAAAAAAFaE/Gx96ckBj9GE/s400/Photo3047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how Frosty's such a pig that he ran into the damned food packet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442965105510225858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lL7ObIl8I/AAAAAAAAFbk/5ikGtSF4MCM/s400/Photo3073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442965095977095026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lL6q6Qj3I/AAAAAAAAFbc/fD3a2xwLdSY/s400/Photo3074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how small and cute he looked in his running ball.&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442965091060226082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lL6Yl_GCI/AAAAAAAAFbU/EIIcVTKNFA8/s400/Photo3159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he likes to turn in circles around my in my hands. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442966406294510386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lNG8ORmzI/AAAAAAAAFb8/Om12aRdWhXo/s400/Photo3317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442966397144695938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lNGaIyhII/AAAAAAAAFb0/eOA76h45Ews/s400/Photo3059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964715120060242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLkgG3Z1I/AAAAAAAAFa8/jWyJ-l042OE/s400/Photo3069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964702755952546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLjyDCF6I/AAAAAAAAFas/9esAtFi6N4M/s400/Photo3400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he likes to poke his nose into my phone whenever he spots me taking a picture of him. Hyperactive bitch. No clear close ups of him. ):&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964706954603026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLkBsEahI/AAAAAAAAFa0/Lv94mxe5tMM/s400/Photo3117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he stares at me whenever I hold on to a camera and he can't poke his nose out cause he's trppaed somewhere in the air cause I'm holding on to his house. MWAHHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964192886227874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLGGong6I/AAAAAAAAFak/D0Iysvrsf38/s400/Photo3298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he sleeps in a damned toilet roll. -.- HAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964180658516738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLFZFTcwI/AAAAAAAAFac/JILY9dMIlyc/s400/Photo3279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he loooooves bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964174059306370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLFAf7fYI/AAAAAAAAFaU/dM3a_CUbdiE/s400/Photo3164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he finishes a cheese stick around his height in about 25 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964165408148738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLEgRVTQI/AAAAAAAAFaM/Bb70-3r9_x4/s400/Photo3066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the different stuff that he can stuff inside his cheeks. Look. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lL7VHSo0I/AAAAAAAAFbs/1Ls4HvnRMBk/s1600-h/Photo3422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442965107306046274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lL7VHSo0I/AAAAAAAAFbs/1Ls4HvnRMBk/s400/Photo3422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how he likes to stone at the stairs for like 3 seconds before moving down the slide.&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you Frost. ;)&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/4428294635414795186-4890395017506381295?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4890395017506381295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4890395017506381295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4890395017506381295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4890395017506381295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/frosty-boy_28.html' title='Frosty boy'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4lLENfBSGI/AAAAAAAAFaE/Gx96ckBj9GE/s72-c/Photo3047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8348664223702075955</id><published>2010-02-23T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:21:18.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuffnang Blog Entry Contest : Alice In Wonderland</title><content type='html'>I caught the cartoon Alice In Wonderland when i was around... 8? I couldn't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441454064102918546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PtpCh1yZI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/rVJ8cuJ8sHk/s400/alice_in_wonderland_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered that I was young and timid and &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; scene freaked me out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441452492554916082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsNkDmUPI/AAAAAAAAFZk/fC0d1XPSZn8/s400/alice-in-wonderland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 8-year-old-me :&lt;/strong&gt; "The caterpillar can change colour one.." *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I heard from my friend that Alice In Wonderland, the movie is coming out in theatres, I told myself that I'm going to catch it no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know whyyyyyy? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause one of my all-time favourite actors would be in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441452485736893314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsNKqDi4I/AAAAAAAAFZc/5lcnSOiEFwc/s400/alice_in_wonderland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOHNNY DEPP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Screams and run around like mad.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how happy I was when I heard that coincidentally, he'll be playing my favourite character in the story too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Mad Hatter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441451345934355314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PrK0j9C3I/AAAAAAAAFY8/WmnyrILb4Es/s400/mad-hatter-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Who don't like him lah. He's cute, short, loves tea and has white hair growing under his hat. Who wouldn't be in love with someone who's cute and short and loves tea and has white hair growing under his hat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he's this poor little fellow who's stuck at 6:00 forever, because of some issues with the Queen and Time and that's why he's always holding this tea party. This much I can remember. ( Ok fine I cheated. I looked up Wikipedia. But still. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when my favourite actor and favourite character in &lt;strong&gt;Alice In Wonderland&lt;/strong&gt; combines...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441451351136240034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PrLH8LgaI/AAAAAAAAFZE/MAwyzp1gxgY/s400/The-Mad-Hatter-Played-by-Johnny-Depp-OFFICIAL-alice-in-wonderland-2009-6794256-490-735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of cause, my favourite character in &lt;strong&gt;Alice In Wonderland&lt;/strong&gt;, is&lt;strong&gt; Mad Hatter&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw his picture I freaked a little cause I thought he looked a little creepy with all the eyebrows and make-up. But after staring at it for a few more minutes, I think he's kinda cute. MWAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved exotic, weird, jumpy and over-optimistic characters in movies. So yeah it's not a surprise that &lt;strong&gt;Mad Hatter&lt;/strong&gt; is my fav character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsOXO3FlI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/rke6LD9e-0k/s1600-h/johnny-depp-alice-in-wonderland-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441452506292360786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsOXO3FlI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/rke6LD9e-0k/s400/johnny-depp-alice-in-wonderland-500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, be sure to catch &lt;strong&gt;Alice In Wonderland&lt;/strong&gt; ( got 3D some more leh! ) , coming in theatres on 4th March 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsNyXAlvI/AAAAAAAAFZs/GxEiGWgy1iQ/s1600-h/alice-in-wonderland-johnny-depp-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441452496394426098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PsNyXAlvI/AAAAAAAAFZs/GxEiGWgy1iQ/s400/alice-in-wonderland-johnny-depp-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not I'll pour tea on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PrMMNufKI/AAAAAAAAFZU/UcXiqX0CNDg/s1600-h/johnny_depp_helena_bonham_carter_alice_in_wonderland_tim_burton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Updated! Omg I forgot to credit the photos. Photos from Google!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Alice In Wonderland Movie starting from 4th March 2010 and join the official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8348664223702075955?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8348664223702075955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8348664223702075955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8348664223702075955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8348664223702075955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/nuffnang-blog-entry-contest-alice-in.html' title='Nuffnang Blog Entry Contest : Alice In Wonderland'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S4PtpCh1yZI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/rVJ8cuJ8sHk/s72-c/alice_in_wonderland_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3734663924433681268</id><published>2010-02-20T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:16:19.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosty boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3_8n0i35hI/AAAAAAAAFY0/nxEwMEy1IqE/s1600-h/711748934FROSTY.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440344635936859666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3_8n0i35hI/AAAAAAAAFY0/nxEwMEy1IqE/s400/711748934FROSTY.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool.&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/4428294635414795186-3734663924433681268?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3734663924433681268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3734663924433681268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3734663924433681268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3734663924433681268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/frosty-boy.html' title='Frosty boy.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3_8n0i35hI/AAAAAAAAFY0/nxEwMEy1IqE/s72-c/711748934FROSTY.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1398256098573681803</id><published>2010-02-20T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:57:38.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?&lt;br /&gt;When protection meant wearing a helmet?&lt;br /&gt;Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth&lt;br /&gt;and mum was your hero?&lt;br /&gt;Your worst enemies were your siblings,&lt;br /&gt;race issues were about who ran the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;War was only a card game,&lt;br /&gt;the only drug you knew was cough medicine.&lt;br /&gt;The only things that hurt you were skinned knees&lt;br /&gt;and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And we couldn’t wait to grow up.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Annoymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;via &lt;a href="http://panicpancakes.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://panicpancakes.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made my heart twist and turn. It hurts to remember how happy and easily contented I could be back then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1398256098573681803?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1398256098573681803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1398256098573681803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1398256098573681803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1398256098573681803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/childhood.html' title='Childhood'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4038713770573212488</id><published>2010-02-13T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:49:20.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 CNY; Valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOdNch8gI/AAAAAAAAFYs/Tf7-I-s-db0/s1600-h/Photo3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760601317306882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOdNch8gI/AAAAAAAAFYs/Tf7-I-s-db0/s400/Photo3532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nails are Kai-inspired. It looks funny but i like the colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO ITS CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok by the look of the exclamation marks, I had you guys fooled that I'm happy, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. The start of this New Year was horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently having sore throat, which is burning like mad and hurts when touched with hot stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my steamboat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I can't fine the perfect heels, so I had to settle with something nice but I'm not contented with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didn't manage to buy any bags. And my hair is fucking short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S THE SORE THROAT THAT SUCKS THE MOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what's the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOJp9CPII/AAAAAAAAFYc/YVFDUPFAwWU/s1600-h/Photo3518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760265372449922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOJp9CPII/AAAAAAAAFYc/YVFDUPFAwWU/s400/Photo3518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's not much need to look further cause this year's cny clashes with Valentine's. And I gobbled up so many yummies before cny. So yeah Mr.Sore had decided to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for all the presents thought. Thanks babes. ;) Karen's one still with her. Woohoo~ Pressies. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a little sad for me that CNY clashes with V-day. Cause the 2 events are mixed together and the focus is lesser. :/&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;And a few days ago we went to this Egypt Museum thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was scary like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760254221364562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOJAaaLVI/AAAAAAAAFYM/1Mydsbv5YSU/s400/Photo3426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah Ashikin was the tour gide for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOJcCRhvI/AAAAAAAAFYU/5Cg15I6GQHI/s1600-h/Photo3431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760261636327154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOJcCRhvI/AAAAAAAAFYU/5Cg15I6GQHI/s400/Photo3431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The museum's like all dark and creepy cause the ancient treasures can't come in contact with strong lights. And there's this weird music playing in th background. I was grabbing CheeZheng's bag like mad. Thn Kenny walked past and I decided to grab his too. Thn I called them my Papa and Mama. Thn Aaron was named the mistress by CZ. Thn kenny sulked and said that Cz betrayed him. Weifeng's the maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonderful times. HHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOIlcRSQI/AAAAAAAAFYE/ce-LH3KZo6c/s1600-h/Photo3421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760246981413122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOIlcRSQI/AAAAAAAAFYE/ce-LH3KZo6c/s400/Photo3421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recently my mood was down cause I had to perform for this Cny concert thing. The musical's alright, but the rehearsals are sooooo tiring and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOISFpqkI/AAAAAAAAFX8/BKmdMx2MzZg/s1600-h/Photo3418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760241786268226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOISFpqkI/AAAAAAAAFX8/BKmdMx2MzZg/s400/Photo3418.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and Frost's getting fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNFmU9BAI/AAAAAAAAFX0/dl1WaSMVxcM/s1600-h/Photo3414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759096167924738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNFmU9BAI/AAAAAAAAFX0/dl1WaSMVxcM/s400/Photo3414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some minor shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNE4lkxxI/AAAAAAAAFXs/60PsuauHnoQ/s1600-h/Photo3410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759083889608466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNE4lkxxI/AAAAAAAAFXs/60PsuauHnoQ/s400/Photo3410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woohoo I like my earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNEvDgWHI/AAAAAAAAFXk/97bchCXTJYc/s1600-h/Photo3406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759081330792562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNEvDgWHI/AAAAAAAAFXk/97bchCXTJYc/s400/Photo3406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this nail polish. FINALLY BOUGHT IT. Neon pink~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNEbS5zEI/AAAAAAAAFXc/Y67Yf6Ajmr8/s1600-h/Photo3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759076026666050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bNEbS5zEI/AAAAAAAAFXc/Y67Yf6Ajmr8/s400/Photo3387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to post this randomly. This is what I wake up to every morning. I love how the sunlight lights up my curtains. Woohoo pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bND2TYdTI/AAAAAAAAFXU/9Po29j_qZIA/s1600-h/Photo3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759066096563506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bND2TYdTI/AAAAAAAAFXU/9Po29j_qZIA/s400/Photo3261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this fat guy's getting more and more irriatating.&lt;br /&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;Ok I'm going to tumblr now. My 3rd home. :D Ciaos.&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/4428294635414795186-4038713770573212488?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4038713770573212488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4038713770573212488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4038713770573212488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4038713770573212488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010-cny-valentines.html' title='2010 CNY; Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S3bOdNch8gI/AAAAAAAAFYs/Tf7-I-s-db0/s72-c/Photo3532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4349397982194564175</id><published>2010-02-05T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:49:05.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So....</title><content type='html'>Kai and I baked a rainbow cake for Rene,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434724712656211266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wFVO3pDUI/AAAAAAAAFXE/NZNgxzUh3S4/s400/Photo3245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Simpson planner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wFVSVSrVI/AAAAAAAAFXM/gS_WIah5D28/s1600-h/Photo3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434724713585880402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wFVSVSrVI/AAAAAAAAFXM/gS_WIah5D28/s400/Photo3083.jpg" /&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;&lt;div&gt;Frost got a new ball long ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCULEr9ZI/AAAAAAAAFW8/627j-VsYVVI/s1600-h/Photo3073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721395922433426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCULEr9ZI/AAAAAAAAFW8/627j-VsYVVI/s400/Photo3073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frost likes to sleep in a toilet roll,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCT-YkcHI/AAAAAAAAFW0/ATp3IC48-fo/s1600-h/Photo3298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721392516165746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCT-YkcHI/AAAAAAAAFW0/ATp3IC48-fo/s400/Photo3298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weifeng got taller,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCTiev5MI/AAAAAAAAFWs/V1UJvKMdNjE/s1600-h/Photo3157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721385025889474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCTiev5MI/AAAAAAAAFWs/V1UJvKMdNjE/s400/Photo3157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate a Simpson donut,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCTCrw_FI/AAAAAAAAFWk/ae5YHWi9jmw/s1600-h/Photo3158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721376490552402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCTCrw_FI/AAAAAAAAFWk/ae5YHWi9jmw/s400/Photo3158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; The biatch got a new phone which I totally fell in love with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCS2-ZKOI/AAAAAAAAFWc/4L6UQpxS3Bo/s1600-h/Photo3128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721373347457250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wCS2-ZKOI/AAAAAAAAFWc/4L6UQpxS3Bo/s400/Photo3128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all.&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/4428294635414795186-4349397982194564175?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4349397982194564175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4349397982194564175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4349397982194564175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4349397982194564175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html' title='So....'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2wFVO3pDUI/AAAAAAAAFXE/NZNgxzUh3S4/s72-c/Photo3245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1472864840040296164</id><published>2010-01-31T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:27:56.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BITCH'S BACK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432924122382353778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2WftFZARXI/AAAAAAAAFWM/xmTRX19Oz8w/s400/Photo3331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUESS WHO'S BACK WITHOUT RANTS FOR ONCE??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE BITCH!!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2Wfz6Q5xWI/AAAAAAAAFWU/k5F4afrEQ_4/s1600-h/Photo3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432924239654667618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2Wfz6Q5xWI/AAAAAAAAFWU/k5F4afrEQ_4/s400/Photo3162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Frost too. He says hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed my blogskin! Nice anot hah. better say nice ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The archives are real tiny, but its just above my profile. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my tagboard. I've changed it to link-type cause i'm lazy to edit the skin colour and it doesn't match my blogskin colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, be a dear and tag there. its just another click!&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;Janurary's gonna be over sooooooon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh damn it all. Cause this month had been my excuse for slacking. *Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, Cherrin's gonna be a little genius starting from tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(with a lil help from Mr Caffeine. THANK YOU CZ FOR INTRODUCING NESCAFE )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets see -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday ; Rehearsal or studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday ; Rehearsal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday ; Rehearsal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday ; FFD!!!!!!!!! But sitll got rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday ; Drama&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2Wfsi3DgnI/AAAAAAAAFWE/QoOo0NN-mgs/s1600-h/Photo3119.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Drama got a new instructor! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 actually. Mr F and Miss Kisha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They damn cute and funny siah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the new sec 1s... not bad at all. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frost's getting fatter. Tsk! Cheeser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting fatter. tsk! No excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and kai, being lovely friends, baked Rene a rainbow cake!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photos next weekend if i manage to survive this week. 4 FREAKIN TESTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2Wff9Q4bxI/AAAAAAAAFV8/w_GbafUe_lI/s1600-h/Photo3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with Ashikin this morning. MWAHAHAHAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recieved a few red packets from Indonesia alrdy. ( Evil peek at shopping malls.)&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;Okeh, the lady's gotta go. Ciaox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1472864840040296164?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1472864840040296164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1472864840040296164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1472864840040296164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1472864840040296164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/bitchs-back.html' title='THE BITCH&apos;S BACK.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S2WftFZARXI/AAAAAAAAFWM/xmTRX19Oz8w/s72-c/Photo3331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-359591727042741879</id><published>2010-01-28T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:26:59.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsk</title><content type='html'>Some nosy asses are poking around my websites, and telling my mother everything I'm posting online.&lt;br /&gt;My mother didn't tell me who. if I ever do find out who, I'll teach bad words to his or her child, if he or she has one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think it's my blog. Since I only gave the address to friends, and I dont link it in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prob is facebook. But I never even really say anything about my mother there. No names  directed to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt; its my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here. Whoever you are. You have no business, in meddling in my affairs. My mother didn't scold me or anything. She just asked me kindly not to put private affairs online. Haven't you been teenager before? Don't you get mad sometimes? I don't see anything wrong in venting my anger silently on the web. I'm not sure what you saw, cause I only posted one sentence on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it when adults do that. When relatives do that. Their simple-minded brains think that " Oh, we just have to inform the parents, make sure they counsel their child, and they'll live happily ever after."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck no. I vent my anger &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, cause I dont wanna vent it in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;. I do talk back to my mum. But I don't mention any words that may hurt her a hell lot. And in order to fully calm down, I have to scream out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so you see why I hate nosy people so much. Expecially adults. Cause they rob us of every single tiny privacy and space we could get. And every opportunity and place where we can vent our frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother once posted minute amount of vulgar on facebook. My ma told me that some relatives told my mother that he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah c'mon lah get a life. What did he use? 'Fuck'? You ironic people are doing this everyday. He just typed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope one day, you'd piss your child off so bad. And your child, being educated and brought up by you not to post nasty things online, will finally burst with hidden frustrations and just scream it all out at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then I think you'd appreciate whoever created Blogger and Facebook. (: Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-359591727042741879?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/359591727042741879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=359591727042741879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/359591727042741879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/359591727042741879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/tsk.html' title='Tsk'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8697810679413689827</id><published>2010-01-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:11:44.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK</title><content type='html'>Whatever you like, doesn't mean I have to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chose to make the descision yourself, without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when papa tried to reason with you, you thought he was scolding you and siding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lah, its just a pair of fucking curtains. All i did was to say that i didn;t like it, and requested to go back and change the colour. I dint even ask you to change it. I can go all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a tiny matter, and you have to keep screaming and scolding and pushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were liek screaming hysterically that " You dotn be so stubborn! This curtain colous is nice and matches your room! ( Holds up a weird shit brown coloured curtain ) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " But I want pink and something cartoonish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : " Its a little pink!!!! ( holds the BROWN curtains)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " No, i dont want it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : " Screaming and shouting and nagging all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Papa steps in " She dont lik, you force it on her for what. You like doesnt mean she'll like mah"&lt;br /&gt;( NICE ONE PA. NICE ONE. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : " You're always siding with the child!" ( Thinks that papa is scolding her cause pa has a naturally louder and more offending tone like mine. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : ( Starts to #$%^&amp;amp;*!!!!  (and argue with pa) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh fuck. I dont like this ok. Pa is trying to be reasonable. And you can't keep forcing your habits on ME. I'm not you. I'm never going to be you. I'm never going to force uneccassary habits to my kids. I'm never going to scream at them just because they don't like the colour shit brown in their room. I'm never going to blame my kids whenever I have issues with my husband. I'm never going to be a mother like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nto saying you'ren to a good mother. You're an awesoem mother. You care, you cook, you clean, you work, and you care A LOT.  The problem is you like to force things that you like on us. Its not affecting my brother cause he took over your perssonality. But its a huge issue to me cause I took over pa's personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely stubborn, strong, stern &amp;amp;  quiet in front of families, and we have a naturally offending and loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you always doing this? Tiny, laughable matters. You always make it big, and stir it up into this dramatic stuff, and blame it on my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stubborn, difficult, picky, rebeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH FUCK IT ALL I'M YOUR HUSBAND'S PERSONALITY. SO WHY THE HELL DID YOU MARRY HIM BACK THEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one who's stubborn. You are. You like to buy or do things that I don't like, and when I complain about it you treat everything as my fault. You know I like pink. And you bought brown, and still had the nerve to tell me that it looks pinkish. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the difficult one. You are. You buy things without my opinions and expect me to love it. I'm grateful and thankful that you thought of me, and bought me stuff. But you cant expect me to like it when I dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I told you nicely at the start that I dont like it. But you kept pushing it to me. How would you like, if I bought a pair of pink polka dotted curtains, and insisted that its gorgeous and want you to use it as curtains for your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a tiny matter. Why, must you always blow it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you always make it hard for me, making me look like the subject and cause of you and papa's arguments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, AND YOUR HABIT OF WANTING PEOPLE TO MOULD INTO YOUR HABITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? You're lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky that you have 2, healthy and considerably strong kids. A good dad for them, who actually cares and provides everything we need. A dad that controls just sufficiently, knowing whats right and wrong. A dad who bothers to go out with us, not like some who sits at home lazily and watch tv with crackers on hand. A dad who's willing to give anything to make this children and family safe. A dad that is working hard and providing enough for the whole family. And you're lucky that me and brother are not extremely stupid. I have managable results. Brother has good results. You do not have murderers for kids. We are stubborn and rude sometimes, but never did we once committed something gravely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are lucky, that you are in this country. Your family in indonesia has so much more problems than you. In health or in wealth. And here you are, whining and complaining just because your daughter didn't like the curtains you picked and bought without her consultation, and because your husband supported your daughter's view and tried to reason with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, must you always be this little drama programme, to my perfect family?&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;Sometimes, I think that adults should just shut the fuck up, and really use some time to use their brains and think hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8697810679413689827?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8697810679413689827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8697810679413689827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8697810679413689827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8697810679413689827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/look.html' title='LOOK'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1473063187702376064</id><published>2010-01-22T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:21:13.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1nCFHNmqdI/AAAAAAAAFV0/piCITCRZDC0/s1600-h/tumblr_kuh4chSlct1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1nCFHNmqdI/AAAAAAAAFV0/piCITCRZDC0/s400/tumblr_kuh4chSlct1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584218863086034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;IS THE CUTEST THING, I'VE EVER SEEN, IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can Frosty do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1473063187702376064?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1473063187702376064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1473063187702376064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1473063187702376064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1473063187702376064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/this.html' title='This'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1nCFHNmqdI/AAAAAAAAFV0/piCITCRZDC0/s72-c/tumblr_kuh4chSlct1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6963281773536735596</id><published>2010-01-22T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:10:50.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3cfxWe9I/AAAAAAAAFVU/BGS0JoYKb24/s400/Photo1799.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429572525964557266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m4DkG6lGI/AAAAAAAAFVs/drOy-RYSdFc/s1600-h/Photo1683.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RENE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best biatch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, so long never see you liao ah! So busy for what. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ok. I know you're getting tortured over at your school. I''ll bake something nice and healing so that after eating it you can go to school and kick some asses. ( You always say this. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m4DkG6lGI/AAAAAAAAFVs/drOy-RYSdFc/s1600-h/Photo1683.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m4DkG6lGI/AAAAAAAAFVs/drOy-RYSdFc/s400/Photo1683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429573197143643234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met before we met Kai. ( DONT BE JEALOUS AH KAI. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In primary 3. Our mothers met in the swimming pool. -.- Cause last time primary school got swimming lessons, remember? Yeah. And we became good friends. TILL YOU FREAKIN WENT TO A NEXT CLASS AND LEFT ME ALONE. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well cant blame cause its school one. Oh well. But not to worry, I immediately went down to the 2nd class to accompany you in the following year. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kai too. We 3 really stick together through thick and thin huh. MWAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first we still like seperate ways. I think I in my own world cause I dont remember having a paritcularyly close friend at the start. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH. In primary school I very ridiculous one. Hate myself back then. But I remeber Serene was there. Like, as a good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then something happened in the middle. ( HAHAHAHAHAH FUNNY NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT. OH WELL. ) And we 3 ( Rene Kai Me ) became good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m4Dd1_ctI/AAAAAAAAFVk/mp6mxVN4w3Q/s1600-h/Photo1703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m4Dd1_ctI/AAAAAAAAFVk/mp6mxVN4w3Q/s400/Photo1703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429573195462046418" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 of us have totally different personalities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kai was the mature one. Bitchy, grown up,"Zen"( HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA FUCK LAUGHING LIKE MAD NOW WHEN I THINK OF THIS. ), sensible, and the one who grows up faster. Also the one who taught me vulgar. -.- HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!!! But a few months ago me and Kai talked about the past and she thought I was the one who taught her vulgar. Oh well. Both of us very motivating.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was the weird, in my own world, bitchy, and teacher's pet one. Very annoying, and go around being this nerd. DONT KNOW WHY KAI AND RENE CAN STAND ME. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. I was the loud one, the one who dared to talk to guys. Still remember last time primary school kids, everyone shyshy, girls dont dare talk to guys. I went around screaming at them. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Serene, was the more patient, controlled, mature-in-thinking, responsible, disciplined, filial,understanding, talented, the one who could tolerate our nonsense the most, and the NICEST SHIT I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Rene ah. Look here ah. The only way to protect yourself is to ask them to shut the fuck up and shove your middle finger in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, I'm here ok. Anything you don't feel happy about just complain it allllll to me. My head's so big that I think it can contain so much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But of cause all 3 of us changed already lah. In terms of personality. Kai's not that bitchy anymore, ( wink wink ) she's extremely hardworking like mad, fucking filial, but still the most mature one among us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm.... still in my own world, weird, crazy, but not a teacher's pet anymore ok! Anyway teachers are kinda annoyed by me now. 8D MWAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serene's still the same one one. -.- Still forever that nice. But these few years will have more problems lah, cause a person can never be too happy in her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet up soon k! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3b-3H2kI/AAAAAAAAFVM/-U0VBPRtz8U/s1600-h/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3b-3H2kI/AAAAAAAAFVM/-U0VBPRtz8U/s400/IMG_3176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429572517130394178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah recently school was ok. Tuition was funny cause me and Faz love victorian ice cream. ( No you dont get it cause you're not there. AHHAHAHAHAHAH. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3bEK9tNI/AAAAAAAAFU8/HkuTUO-ZtPw/s400/Photo3015.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429572501375923410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3bWUhEYI/AAAAAAAAFVE/MZ3g7lSoAJw/s1600-h/19341_1290330691380_1023616110_30896839_6586235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanyang poly trip. Focus on the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2dE7XypI/AAAAAAAAFUU/lpnBJ1QZBWs/s400/19341_1290330171367_1023616110_30896826_5925912_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429571436427070098" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2dvtnElI/AAAAAAAAFUc/V4BM3gNRJvQ/s400/19341_1290330211368_1023616110_30896827_5701911_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429571447912075858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3bWUhEYI/AAAAAAAAFVE/MZ3g7lSoAJw/s1600-h/19341_1290330691380_1023616110_30896839_6586235_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA DAY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went around screaming and jumping and screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3bWUhEYI/AAAAAAAAFVE/MZ3g7lSoAJw/s1600-h/19341_1290330691380_1023616110_30896839_6586235_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3bWUhEYI/AAAAAAAAFVE/MZ3g7lSoAJw/s400/19341_1290330691380_1023616110_30896839_6586235_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429572506247827842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2eTRMsGI/AAAAAAAAFUs/kfXd9j63nF4/s1600-h/19341_1290333891460_1023616110_30896917_5135451_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2eTRMsGI/AAAAAAAAFUs/kfXd9j63nF4/s400/19341_1290333891460_1023616110_30896917_5135451_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429571457456582754" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2d3lI5KI/AAAAAAAAFUk/l_sCloQrcdY/s1600-h/19341_1290331731406_1023616110_30896865_6933323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2d3lI5KI/AAAAAAAAFUk/l_sCloQrcdY/s400/19341_1290331731406_1023616110_30896865_6933323_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429571450024027298" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m2c92EDnI/AAAAAAAAFUM/i8EPI3CN2x8/s400/19341_1290330051364_1023616110_30896823_3858021_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429571434525757042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nah-uh. Cheeks must go. TOO BIG. LOOKS LIKE FROSTY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;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/4428294635414795186-6963281773536735596?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6963281773536735596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6963281773536735596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6963281773536735596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6963281773536735596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1m3cfxWe9I/AAAAAAAAFVU/BGS0JoYKb24/s72-c/Photo1799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-9143064512899500780</id><published>2010-01-19T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:17:42.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 16</title><content type='html'>Hey Biatch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN, KHOR SERENE, XUE TING!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonne save the touching speech till some other day cause I gotta do my chinese composition now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-9143064512899500780?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/9143064512899500780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=9143064512899500780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9143064512899500780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9143064512899500780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet-16.html' title='Sweet 16'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6878084802639181007</id><published>2010-01-17T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:03:42.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1M0Rc1qbEI/AAAAAAAAFUE/TT30krsQ094/s1600-h/22452_1115144978115_1811682321_228930_3810542_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_5427739450315271234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1M0Rc1qbEI/AAAAAAAAFUE/TT30krsQ094/s400/22452_1115144978115_1811682321_228930_3810542_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah I gave my first kiss to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah the bald one is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously when my cousin tagged me in this photo I laughed LIKE MAD. This was taken like ages ago and I don't remember this photo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1M0REIvtbI/AAAAAAAAFT8/46BzxuBhy4Y/s1600-h/22452_1115145138119_1811682321_228932_6794164_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_5427739443684423090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1M0REIvtbI/AAAAAAAAFT8/46BzxuBhy4Y/s400/22452_1115145138119_1811682321_228932_6794164_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Indonesia. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah the bald one's me. Look at my hair now and you'll be unable to recognise me cause you can't find my scalp anymore.&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/4428294635414795186-6878084802639181007?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6878084802639181007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6878084802639181007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6878084802639181007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6878084802639181007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeah-i-gave-my-first-kiss-to-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1M0Rc1qbEI/AAAAAAAAFUE/TT30krsQ094/s72-c/22452_1115144978115_1811682321_228930_3810542_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1036040439904504124</id><published>2010-01-17T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:05:07.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJjH0laqI/AAAAAAAAFT0/TmvnQBhwisI/s1600-h/tumblr_ktfzkiGrah1qzdc0i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692474911255202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJjH0laqI/AAAAAAAAFT0/TmvnQBhwisI/s400/tumblr_ktfzkiGrah1qzdc0i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homework amount is going mad cazy and suddenly I wish I was still on that bus, awaiting for 3 days of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days were ok. Basically stoned at home for awhile, and did homework. Then stoned again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from like, ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJilBNTpI/AAAAAAAAFTs/S0B7b2jA5hw/s1600-h/Photo2862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJiZK_2zI/AAAAAAAAFTk/og1s2o9khdk/s1600-h/Photo2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692462388796210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJiZK_2zI/AAAAAAAAFTk/og1s2o9khdk/s400/Photo2861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMj7t-JI/AAAAAAAAFTc/XXsFBX18cvQ/s1600-h/Photo2859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692087320377490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMj7t-JI/AAAAAAAAFTc/XXsFBX18cvQ/s400/Photo2859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMf7NS2I/AAAAAAAAFTU/OqVxBe5tbc4/s1600-h/Photo2858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692086244494178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMf7NS2I/AAAAAAAAFTU/OqVxBe5tbc4/s400/Photo2858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMOprB0I/AAAAAAAAFTM/jExPkg-za58/s1600-h/Photo2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692081607542594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJMOprB0I/AAAAAAAAFTM/jExPkg-za58/s400/Photo2857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rene. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, in 2 days it'll be this Biatch's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmmmm, I think I know what to get her. ;)&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;New Year countdown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692067359346450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJLZkozxI/AAAAAAAAFS8/Qmj7RBPAu8k/s400/Photo2916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJL4A_hKI/AAAAAAAAFTE/2xZ7BEjTqd4/s1600-h/Photo2914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427692075531338914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJL4A_hKI/AAAAAAAAFTE/2xZ7BEjTqd4/s400/Photo2914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah thats all. I really wanna post the sunway lagoon photos!!!!!! Jas until now still havent send me. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay homework drill now ciaos.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1036040439904504124?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1036040439904504124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1036040439904504124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1036040439904504124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1036040439904504124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S1MJjH0laqI/AAAAAAAAFT0/TmvnQBhwisI/s72-c/tumblr_ktfzkiGrah1qzdc0i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8937195503328735395</id><published>2010-01-15T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:29:10.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assholes and Nasty people</title><content type='html'>Homework piling up. But I'm kinda glad that I did not finish my homework during the holidays cause I had MEGA FUNNNNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acadamically wise still coping. Thank God, THANK GOD SO MUCH, that I was forced to drop A-math. I can't understand Differenciation.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosty's growing up! Getting fatter. That cute angel. He recognises me!!!!! Everytime I walk near he will quickly run to the door. Then I'd open the cage door and place my finger in, and he'll sniff it and walks into my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to rant out everything here again so if you're curious who I'm cursing at in the following post check out my tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an ugly, thick eyebrowed, nasty old bastard. If there's ever a hair disease in the future I hope your eyebrows gets it and you will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't act so big and funny in front of your 2 female friends lah. To me you're another typical social failure who's not gonna acomplish anything in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YOU YOU UGLY OLD ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Not gonna continue to waste my energy typing for some social failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things had been kinda sad, angry and hectic this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved constant naggings everywhere, and my mum won't stop comparing me to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum : " Eh, weixiang got 2nd in class for his chinese test leh. You see, he so hardworking and smart. You must be like him ah I tell you. You're always lazier." and the nagging goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that we can't seem to communicate anymore. Every little thing that I do or didn't do, she'll just scream at me. Even if I'm sitting there innocently, she'll scream at me do to something, or scream at me for not doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept saying that she's not trying to compare me with my brother. Fuck that. She does it hourly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother never notices my accomplishments. Fine, I'm not a genius or neither had I got top for my whole school. But I'm not a total failure either. My english, chinese and biology are decent. And i'm in the upper batches for these subjects. I've tried telling you things like " Ma. I got top for my English in class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did she reply? She replied " Oh ok. Keep it up. Be more hardworking I tell you and you'll be like brother.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the nagging goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why my brother can accomplish something and get praised, and while i accomplish something and get nagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting 2nd in a NanChiau class is better than getting 1st in a Compassvale class, obviously thats what my mother thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we go to school. When brother leaves the house and says bye, you smile and wave and wishes him a safe trip. Me? I say bye and leaves the house. You grunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Just cause I'm older? Or dumber? Or lazier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm 15, I talk on the phone for an hour and you'll scream at me. Brother's 12, and he talks on the phone ALL DAY and you do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always boasts about brother's results to everyone. When you mention me you get really awkward and embarrassed. Any idiot could sense that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M YOUR FUCKING CHILD FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how sad it feels when you feel like your own mother prefers someone over you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 5 min ago you screamed at me again cause I had forgotten to do something.&lt;br /&gt;KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN. WILL IT KILL YOU TO STOP SCREAMING AT ME FOR A DAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa never say mean stuff to me unless I really did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother just came back. Ma immediately says " Hey, what did you eat just now?" Smiles and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back she asked me to go soak my school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Not gonna brood about this anymore cause I know whatever happens in the future my mum will still prefer my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i gotta go. If I continue to type I'll continue to get upset. Gotta stop. Ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4428294635414795186-8937195503328735395?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8937195503328735395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8937195503328735395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8937195503328735395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8937195503328735395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/assholes-and-nasty-people.html' title='Assholes and Nasty people'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5240906625331901321</id><published>2010-01-10T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:19:05.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0mNWzvSsLI/AAAAAAAAFS0/qV0LEkA3ucw/s1600-h/tumblr_kvxsbyQeBf1qzb6uho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425022649129676978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0mNWzvSsLI/AAAAAAAAFS0/qV0LEkA3ucw/s400/tumblr_kvxsbyQeBf1qzb6uho1_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/4428294635414795186-5240906625331901321?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5240906625331901321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5240906625331901321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5240906625331901321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5240906625331901321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0mNWzvSsLI/AAAAAAAAFS0/qV0LEkA3ucw/s72-c/tumblr_kvxsbyQeBf1qzb6uho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5896413098110001673</id><published>2010-01-09T23:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:21:51.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosty says</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0ipbkDP4pI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wcWvg_261Qc/s1600-h/Photo2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424772042166624914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0ipbkDP4pI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wcWvg_261Qc/s400/Photo2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aloha humans. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Frosty! Mummy's teaching me hawaiian now cause that way I could communicate with Stitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time blogging here. Cause I arrived only 12 days ago and back then I was too small to type. Now I can easily jump on the key board and tap with my paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy thinks I'm getting fatter. Am I?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771275922637442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iou9kcgoI/AAAAAAAAFSE/J2uKk-y0h7k/s400/Photo2949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok maybe a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey but it's life. You gotta enjoy the food babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iowDF5YPI/AAAAAAAAFSk/ybeLq9TsTA8/s1600-h/Photo2943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771294584987890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iowDF5YPI/AAAAAAAAFSk/ybeLq9TsTA8/s400/Photo2943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. So today's mummy' CCA day. She came back home all tired and shagged. Think she got too hyperactive at school. She always does. &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait -&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*talking in the background*&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;br /&gt;- oh ok. Mummy just talked to me and told me to inform you guys that she'll post the cca day thing next week of some other days cause she had a ton of homework ad feel like commiting suicide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lets continue.&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;After she washed her hands, she fed me. And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHE BOUGHT CHEESE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEESECHEESECHEESECHEESECHEESECHEESE OMFG.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparantly she found out that i could have cheese. So she bought for me to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was like heaven on earth.&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;Although I went a little obssesed and went around, sniffing for traces of cheese after I've finished it. Then, mummy stuck her hand in cause she wanted to play with me. I sniffed her finger. "CHEESE!!!!" I thought cause she didn't wash her hand after feeding me cheese. So yeah I kinda bit on it cause I thought it was cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy freaked a little and used her thumb to gently push me away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But mummy forgived me cause I was so guilty when I found out that it was her finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovyL6RQI/AAAAAAAAFSc/oN5HEVaIOH4/s1600-h/Photo3023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771290046809346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovyL6RQI/AAAAAAAAFSc/oN5HEVaIOH4/s400/Photo3023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See thats me looking guilty and bowing for forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know mummy had forgiven me when she fed me somemore again. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovr4liNI/AAAAAAAAFSU/Q9dZU4_wsKg/s1600-h/Photo3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771288355145938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovr4liNI/AAAAAAAAFSU/Q9dZU4_wsKg/s400/Photo3004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, is my playground!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to work out here like 15 min per day. You know. Run around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's kinda plain. However knowing my mummy's personality and how much she loves me she'd soon buy me more. Hey, I'm a pampered little prince ok. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovCwC1XI/AAAAAAAAFSM/7FaSsTtf5Ng/s1600-h/Photo2953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771277313463666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0iovCwC1XI/AAAAAAAAFSM/7FaSsTtf5Ng/s400/Photo2953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like peanuts too. But I hate the brown part as it's kinda hard to swallow, so I'll peel it off with my teeth.&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&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;Granddaddy told my mummy that I looked different. Can see that I've grown! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0in0-b14JI/AAAAAAAAFR8/ySZsMaobGJA/s1600-h/Photo2913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770279722573970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0in0-b14JI/AAAAAAAAFR8/ySZsMaobGJA/s400/Photo2913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me on the second day of arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770258423807538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0inzvF0fjI/AAAAAAAAFRc/kAvQjsWYYYs/s400/Photo3025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770258767552690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0inzwXxoLI/AAAAAAAAFRk/YyU6FDZhYUU/s400/Photo3026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes look a little small and triangle cause I was squinting and trying to figure out whats that weird looking thing taking my photo while eating the carrot.&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;And also mummy's camera quality sucks. Her handphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770265146782514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0in0IIs8zI/AAAAAAAAFRs/EtHOfHUBI20/s400/Photo2902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on the 2nd day mummy put me on her bed for awhile to explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&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;Ok I'm off to play now cause its night and I'm noctournal! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever I'm kinda tired after all these typing so I'm going to take a nap first..&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770274646609138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0in0rhozPI/AAAAAAAAFR0/VpBg4_AU2rs/s400/Photo2932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nighty. :B &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/4428294635414795186-5896413098110001673?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5896413098110001673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5896413098110001673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5896413098110001673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5896413098110001673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/frosty-says.html' title='Frosty says'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/S0ipbkDP4pI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wcWvg_261Qc/s72-c/Photo2950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5879056929643103230</id><published>2010-01-05T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:14:18.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I KNOW, I SAID NO COMPUTER FOR LIKE A WEEK BUT ITS THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND I NEED TO BLOG THIS ITS CALLED PRIVILLAGES YOU MORONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so the new principal looks nicer and more caring, but ironically she's also not as ncie as caring as Mrs Ang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new principal LOOKS and SOUNDS more caring. But actions wise? Oh, nah-uh, girl.&lt;br /&gt;She took away our ASPs. MY ASPs. WTF? I LIVE ON THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she changed alot of things. There may not even be night study programs or whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have some new awesomax teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new chinese teacher is Mrs Tung. Oh God, she's loud and hillarious. HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;My new biology teacher is Mdm Fazleen! :D She's real nice and all. And she teaches Cleon Chia, thee genius guy. -.- So yeah maybe I'll become like him. 8D But I still miss Miss Teo!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new english teachers are like alot. I not sure my banded class yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw there's a ton of english holiday homeworks to be passed up and my class is freaking out cause no one had really done it during the hols and they want us to hand it in by tmr which is like impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that the class is not putting in effort its just that YOU DIDNT GIVE US TIME. The other subject teachers gave us like a week and you gave us like a day. Miser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Other thn that I guess nothing changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah my new P.E. tcher is Mdm Hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHHHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went mad with mua girls todah. WOOHOOO WE HAD MEGAN FUN LAUGHING MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SCHOOL TMR GOTTA GO CIAOS FOR REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. : I LUV FROSTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5879056929643103230?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5879056929643103230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5879056929643103230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5879056929643103230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5879056929643103230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3464548040797025547</id><published>2010-01-03T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:58:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah damn</title><content type='html'>Ok. School's starting in 8hours and HOW CAN I SLEEP?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?! ITS THE LAST OF MY HOLIDAYS TILL MY FREAKIN O'S ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my parents will whack me if i dont. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait too see the new sec 1s tmr. Tiny midgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY I HAVE THE RIGHTS TO SAY YOU GUYS ARE TINY OK. IM FREAKIN SEC 4 NOW. I'M THE OLDEST IN THE SCHOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK I'M SEC 4 NOWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYWHYWHYWHYWHYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in lower sec I've always felt that the sec 4s are very distant from the rest of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to be a part of it and find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. I'M IN MY LAST SECONDARY SCHOOL YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok turning in. Wanna wake up and report to school tmr with pinned up hair, nice teeth, ironed uniform, white socks, and maniac attitude  and catch the new P off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos, bitches. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3464548040797025547?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3464548040797025547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3464548040797025547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3464548040797025547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3464548040797025547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/ah-damn.html' title='Ah damn'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8653597633568094663</id><published>2010-01-03T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:57:55.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422184849815562194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94ZJfC59I/AAAAAAAAFQs/E2UNDEQrLMc/s400/852-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard things about the new principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys gonna get weird haircuts(HAHAHAH not my problem~ ;D ), no more ASP ( Ok i'm officially in the danger zone. I LIVE ON ASP. SHIT. ), all CCAs on the same day(chaos) and no more reading periods ( Obviously thought that reading is not important. ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admint that I don't think i like the new plans that are going on in school very much this year. I've not really seen the new changes, but it sounds suckish to me. C'mon. No ASP? The fuck why? You want us all to die or something? AND THIS YEAR'S OUR FREAKIN O'LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm on the topic "Fail". Lets post more fail things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94t3Vz8gI/AAAAAAAAFRU/leSpNSNJ3BI/s1600-h/toilet_ign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422185205722247682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94t3Vz8gI/AAAAAAAAFRU/leSpNSNJ3BI/s400/toilet_ign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This made me laugh like some mad ass. HAHAHAAHAHHAAAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94tu07lvI/AAAAAAAAFRM/W2fU1U1QZ6c/s1600-h/life_choice_fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422185203436852978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94tu07lvI/AAAAAAAAFRM/W2fU1U1QZ6c/s400/life_choice_fail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94Z4M1JPI/AAAAAAAAFRE/xQjqIec4PNE/s1600-h/funny-pictures-escape-plan-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422184862355629298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94Z4M1JPI/AAAAAAAAFRE/xQjqIec4PNE/s400/funny-pictures-escape-plan-fail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OW. Ashikin confirm have this &gt;:O!!!?!?!?!?!? face now. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94Zq0DQ7I/AAAAAAAAFQ8/9e78LArlFms/s1600-h/epic-fail-sticker-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422184858762036146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94Zq0DQ7I/AAAAAAAAFQ8/9e78LArlFms/s400/epic-fail-sticker-fail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94ZbTfciI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/mLoUDMRGFKo/s1600-h/cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422184854598939170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94ZbTfciI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/mLoUDMRGFKo/s400/cam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAH EVEN THE SECURITIES ARE DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94YuKtY4I/AAAAAAAAFQk/-3PoJnsUOB4/s1600-h/421-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422184842482508674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94YuKtY4I/AAAAAAAAFQk/-3PoJnsUOB4/s400/421-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just survive this year ok. Last year in your secondary school life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make it fun. ( Evil grin. )&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;OMFG?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST REALISED THAT ITS ALREADY MIDNIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHICH MEANS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL STARTS TMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok you may freak out now.&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(SCREAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4428294635414795186-8653597633568094663?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8653597633568094663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8653597633568094663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8653597633568094663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8653597633568094663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok.html' title='Fail'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sz94ZJfC59I/AAAAAAAAFQs/E2UNDEQrLMc/s72-c/852-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-9003837521541922289</id><published>2010-01-01T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:44:11.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get over it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went blog-hopping around, reading my past posts and stuff. I wanted to recap what I did in 2009. Last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT FEELS SO WEIRD TO SAY THAT 2009 IS LAST YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post, I wanna blog about things I like and dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't include friends family and stuff. YOU GUYS ALREADY KNOW THAT I LUV YOOUUUU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Luv :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stitch&lt;br /&gt;- Frosty&lt;br /&gt;- Mega sales&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- Cheese&lt;br /&gt;- Macadamia ice cream&lt;br /&gt;- Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;- Chilly days&lt;br /&gt;- Rain without thunder&lt;br /&gt;- My bedroom&lt;br /&gt;- My bed&lt;br /&gt;- Blankets&lt;br /&gt;- Cushions&lt;br /&gt;- Pillows&lt;br /&gt;- Bolsters&lt;br /&gt;-Soft toys that have short hair like towel material. NO LONG HAIR TOYS PLS. AH CHOO-ISH.&lt;br /&gt;- Photos&lt;br /&gt;- Funny videos&lt;br /&gt;- Bacon&lt;br /&gt;- Windows that are taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;- Wood&lt;br /&gt;- Cottages&lt;br /&gt;- Snow&lt;br /&gt;- Slow Lorris&lt;br /&gt;- Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;- Winter&lt;br /&gt;- Paris&lt;br /&gt;- Fairytales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Now comes the more depressing part! Not gonna type in point form cause I need to type in explanations if not you sensitive idiots out there would think I'm a depressed and unreasonable bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when 2 metals were rubbed against each other. MY HAIR IS STANDING EVEN WHEN IM IMAGINING THE SOUND NOW. UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I hate homework. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;I hate math. Actually, its cause I dont understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate nags. Who doesn't lah actually. But I'm especially sensitive to nags. The more you nag me, the more I don't feel like doing it. Cause I'm the type like, example you nag me to.. tidy my room or something. Then the more I don't wanna do it cause I'll be thinking " No bloody hell. I don't wanna let you think that I will listen to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. " Like, I just feel really fucked up when someone nags at me to do something, and I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; want to follow.  Somehow my mum don't understand this point. But I'll forgive her cause she's my mum. Oh well! IT'S MY LIFE FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE LET ME DEAL WITH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my physical appearence. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the dark. Actually, its more like I'm scared of it. It just feels very insecure and depressing to be unable to see anything. It feels like anything or anyone can just appear. I feel very scared of being unable to look at the suroundings. Cause it's dark, I cant escape anywhere or anything.&lt;br /&gt;It just feels.. lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my parents say anything about my personality. Feels sad somehow. ACCEPT IT FOR GOD'S SAKE I'M ACTUALLY YOUR GENES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate nosy people. Those extreme nosy ones. Get out of my life! I'm a loud person. If I want to tell you something, don't worry I will. Don't even attempt to figure out my life and how to try and change my lifestyle. Cause trust me, even I myself can't figure myself out. Even if I did manage to change a little, 1 month later I will bounce back again. Sorry just being me.&lt;br /&gt;But that being said, it doesn't mean that I will go back to the same old me in 2010. I will improve. It's easier to change myself than letting other people change me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the MRT rules now. NO DRINKING OF WATER AND NO SWEETS?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING. WHAT IF SOMEONE DIES OF DEHYDRATION SOMETHING. YOU STILL GONA FINE THEM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate metal music. Sorry to metal fans out there~ :P Cause it sounds a little too loud for me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ants. Idiotic diabetic monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's about it. I sound like an optimistic yet angry person, don't I? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-9003837521541922289?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/9003837521541922289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=9003837521541922289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9003837521541922289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/9003837521541922289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-over-it.html' title='Get over it.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6476541406210929789</id><published>2010-01-01T02:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:42:31.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A new start for me'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE WE HAVE 2 YEARS TILL DOOMSDAY. WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTFWTFWTF THE COUNTDOWN WAS FFAAAAAAAAAAABBBBB!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST COUNTDOWN EVER OK.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah it was at punggol so the crowd consists of like oldies. So the crowd not very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE WERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at my cousin's house, a little bored. Family not gonna countdown this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, K.Loony called me. ( THANK GOD. I LOVE YOU GIRL. ) She asked me to go down and countdown with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I went. And Karen, Fazlin, Olivia, Manting, Sandra, Hongwei and some other people from our school all there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen Faz and Olivia had this dance item to perform first. But they bluffed me and told me its random dance. Thank God I didn't join in cause they tricked me. -.- Its actually their performance. They bluffed me and told me it was line dancing and they signed me up.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they performed, was dragged by K.Loony to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I refused, cause I damn paiseh and I don't dance. But in the end decided that this is probably the only chance i'll get to go mad with my friends since family not around. And also, the dancefloor is full of people shaking crazily so I wont be seen. So why not? MWAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAD FUUUUUNNNNN!!!! We were like crazy people dancing around. And the music was awesomax. I LAUGHED LIKE MAD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that walked around, talktalk, laughlaughed. Angelina came too! Aidil too.( Is it spelled like that? I dont know him well so yeah. ;D ) And Weikiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the countdown begins..&lt;br /&gt;We took videos of us going mad and cheering. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took photos with the girls too. Upload sometime after I grab from K.Loony's blog.&lt;br /&gt;BFF CHEER AH KAREN LOW. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had to rush home cause I having stomachache. -.- Very pathetic start of a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH THATS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, 2009. I don't really fancy you much, but yeah you did brought me fun and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2010. You better bring me something good. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-6476541406210929789?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6476541406210929789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6476541406210929789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6476541406210929789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6476541406210929789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1064813018714707498</id><published>2009-12-31T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:56:49.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 flew past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzuRBcFlWGI/AAAAAAAAFQc/IXeFKnuofMU/s1600-h/Photo2760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421086030376032354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzuRBcFlWGI/AAAAAAAAFQc/IXeFKnuofMU/s400/Photo2760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the date. 31st December, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little scary isn't it. How fast Time passes. I still remember counting down &lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt; year. And I was thinking back then, " Well, it's gonna be real slow till the next countdown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freakin wrong was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, would be the start of a whole new year. 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year's gonna be my big year too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I turn 16.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm going to take O levels &lt;&lt; WTF WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Back then in primary 6, I was like " O levels? HAH! So long.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. Time flies so, so damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post a proper post later on. ( I'll try.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma's bringing me out tmr. Maybe I wont go out, cause Im lazy and there's nothing for me to wear. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna spend the last day of 2009 at home, stoning and thinking what the heck should I do for 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009's been great for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- picked up my english again. (:&lt;br /&gt;- ONLY 9 MARKS TILL I PASS MATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- new and awesomax friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Got a tank with fishes in my room! ( although they all died. Oh well. It was a good attempt.)&lt;br /&gt;- Got a real, land pet!!! :D Frosty mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- the Sunway Lagoon trip.&lt;br /&gt;- learned how to play Big 2. ( Taiti.)&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday bashed someone officially. (AKSAI CHIN. )&lt;br /&gt;- recieved a government award after 6 LONG YEARS. ( My studies are dying. But I got an Eagles award recently. Oh well. Better thn nothing! :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kinda had an experience to short hair. ( No, I still don't like you, hairdresser. )&lt;br /&gt;- Had a taste of Tumblr. ;)&lt;br /&gt;- Became a leader in my CCA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is also the year where I felt confused the most too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST DAY OF 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do every single shit you want on this day, and forget everything on 1st Jan, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AFTER ALL ITS 2 YEARS TO DOMMSDAY!!!!! 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1064813018714707498?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1064813018714707498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1064813018714707498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1064813018714707498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1064813018714707498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-flew-past.html' title='2009 flew past'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzuRBcFlWGI/AAAAAAAAFQc/IXeFKnuofMU/s72-c/Photo2760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4488592930078463546</id><published>2009-12-29T23:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:45:26.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzofGnBmpDI/AAAAAAAAFQU/xhtGtUW-a5w/s1600-h/Photo2892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420679299909198898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzofGnBmpDI/AAAAAAAAFQU/xhtGtUW-a5w/s400/Photo2892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISN'T IT ADORABLE???!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? 8D&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say hi to Frosty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep that's his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup he's a he. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's very taumatised when he first arrived last night. I wasn't at home. Was out with Serene. My ma opened the door and she was like " DID YOU SEE YOUR HAMSTER??" I was like " WHAT??"&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Pa took the initiative and chose the hamster for me. And the cage and all. Thanks Pa!!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i first saw the hamster, he's shivering and shaking and trembling. Very terrified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Min later I found out that my father brought it home using a MOTORBIKE. OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO FREAKIN WONDER.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I quickly placed the cage in my room and tried to calm it down. It looked traumatised. It stones in one corner, staring straight ahead. Damn scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;But at midnight, suddenly it went hyperactive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ran and ran and ran, on the running wheel. And he climb all over the place. HAHAHAHAHAH!!&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked alot of people what to name him. And in the end, I named it " Frosty". Cause I want the name to be linked to the appearence. And its species is Winter White, so Frosty fits the bill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today morning I woke up damn early. I checked the hamster. It climbed to the 2nd level! Brave considered for a new hamster. ( The cage has 2 levels. ) I tried to reach my finger in to like, test it. It jumped up and squeaked. I freaked out and was like " Sshh sshh its ok Frosty sshh shh."&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I was like texting Taffarel like mad cause he owns hamsters and he knows what to do. He thinks im paranoid. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678113668292146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeBj7u3jI/AAAAAAAAFQE/VdmK4TWEs08/s400/Photo2890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved the cage outside cause papa don't let the hamster into my room. ): he say smelly.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeB2a3NGI/AAAAAAAAFQM/Lcy29L6PUPE/s1600-h/Photo2891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678118630700130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeB2a3NGI/AAAAAAAAFQM/Lcy29L6PUPE/s400/Photo2891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Frosty on the slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeBbtkWGI/AAAAAAAAFP8/g9E0JJQVmU4/s1600-h/Photo2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678111461398626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeBbtkWGI/AAAAAAAAFP8/g9E0JJQVmU4/s400/Photo2888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeAsTAa-I/AAAAAAAAFP0/65ahQ_1bsOw/s1600-h/Photo2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678098733525986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeAsTAa-I/AAAAAAAAFP0/65ahQ_1bsOw/s400/Photo2887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeAfw-PJI/AAAAAAAAFPs/_HSEKVAq1Ls/s1600-h/Photo2886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678095369550994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzoeAfw-PJI/AAAAAAAAFPs/_HSEKVAq1Ls/s400/Photo2886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFhuWrLI/AAAAAAAAFPk/f2-4nd2rPQI/s1600-h/Photo2885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677082283158706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFhuWrLI/AAAAAAAAFPk/f2-4nd2rPQI/s400/Photo2885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves toilet rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFaR0OII/AAAAAAAAFPc/CdhXgqluFE0/s1600-h/Photo2884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677080284412034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFaR0OII/AAAAAAAAFPc/CdhXgqluFE0/s400/Photo2884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munching on Gardenia white bread. HE LOVES IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFFiZ3nI/AAAAAAAAFPU/2WMBwX03bwY/s1600-h/Photo2883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677074716843634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodFFiZ3nI/AAAAAAAAFPU/2WMBwX03bwY/s400/Photo2883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodE90bxjI/AAAAAAAAFPM/V8GBdCKb8jo/s1600-h/Photo2882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677072644982322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodE90bxjI/AAAAAAAAFPM/V8GBdCKb8jo/s400/Photo2882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying to take a photo with the cage door opened suddenly he came scuttling to my phone and poked it with his nose. HAHAHAHAHAH FROSTY'S DAMN CUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodEnu8vOI/AAAAAAAAFPE/lhNuNWmyLhI/s1600-h/Photo2878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677066716396770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzodEnu8vOI/AAAAAAAAFPE/lhNuNWmyLhI/s400/Photo2878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. He really IS like me. Lazy and greedy. Look at his butt. Poking out like DAMN CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocH8ME_bI/AAAAAAAAFO8/odfn9K5lYBw/s1600-h/Photo2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420676024235261362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocH8ME_bI/AAAAAAAAFO8/odfn9K5lYBw/s400/Photo2875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG FROSTY LOOKS LIKE STUART LITTLE FROM THIS ANGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHkfh_2I/AAAAAAAAFO0/pSPP29LcMsc/s1600-h/Photo2874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420676017874403170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHkfh_2I/AAAAAAAAFO0/pSPP29LcMsc/s400/Photo2874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time watching him climb the stairs and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHcoemGI/AAAAAAAAFOs/YRTds9dRLA0/s1600-h/Photo2873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420676015764445282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHcoemGI/AAAAAAAAFOs/YRTds9dRLA0/s400/Photo2873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MWAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&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;Ok I'll show you the day Frosty arrives : ( YESTERDAY )&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHNUEYwI/AAAAAAAAFOk/soyP5900Dxc/s1600-h/Photo2870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420676011652309762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocHNUEYwI/AAAAAAAAFOk/soyP5900Dxc/s400/Photo2870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He kept hiding and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocGhigJMI/AAAAAAAAFOc/Z_LoITmUsCU/s1600-h/Photo2869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675999901689026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzocGhigJMI/AAAAAAAAFOc/Z_LoITmUsCU/s400/Photo2869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a corner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobhOC4jBI/AAAAAAAAFOU/HBD09ARmuw0/s1600-h/Photo2868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675359013637138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobhOC4jBI/AAAAAAAAFOU/HBD09ARmuw0/s400/Photo2868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobgND2JwI/AAAAAAAAFOE/qRpxfMJi0kE/s1600-h/Photo2866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675341569369858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobgND2JwI/AAAAAAAAFOE/qRpxfMJi0kE/s400/Photo2866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He finally got on the wheel but with the butt facing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Szobf0atcnI/AAAAAAAAFN8/e84Pw6XXsJ4/s1600-h/Photo2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675334954381938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Szobf0atcnI/AAAAAAAAFN8/e84Pw6XXsJ4/s400/Photo2865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobfWi-08I/AAAAAAAAFN0/bfEsxBIb1UE/s1600-h/Photo2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675326936011714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzobfWi-08I/AAAAAAAAFN0/bfEsxBIb1UE/s400/Photo2864.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frosty, must stay healthy and strong ah! &lt;3&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-4488592930078463546?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4488592930078463546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4488592930078463546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4488592930078463546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4488592930078463546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/frosty.html' title='Frosty'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzofGnBmpDI/AAAAAAAAFQU/xhtGtUW-a5w/s72-c/Photo2892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5030620825785043956</id><published>2009-12-28T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:47:50.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAMSTER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I met up with Rene today, and we went mand shopping. I'll post about this tmr or something. Meanwhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A HAMSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa bought it back suddenly with a cage and all. MWAHAHAHAHHAHA THANKS PAPA!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so surprised lah!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY WHAT SHOULD I NAME IT?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a male Winter White. Its white in colour, and very tiny and cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT SHOULD I NAME IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post photos of it soon. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5030620825785043956?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5030620825785043956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5030620825785043956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5030620825785043956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5030620825785043956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/hamster_28.html' title='HAMSTER!!'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2285886893176683368</id><published>2009-12-28T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:14:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419957220424513650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOYDU3eHI/AAAAAAAAFNE/LRmsF5TFtTs/s400/Photo2763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahah I love my black nails. ( Kai doesn't, though. Biatch. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanna blog about stuff I saw on Tumblr. This website is damn cool i tell you. You can find all sorts of pictures and quotes and stuff there. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is my Tumblr :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamlistic.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://www.dreamlistic.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit me bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( All credits on my Tumblr site! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419962133152147202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeS2AqaJwI/AAAAAAAAFNs/O9ec0cu1q6k/s400/tumblr_kux8741EKr1qz7jybo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS DAMN CUTE AND FUNNY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH I KEEP LAUGHING. YES EVEN NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419962124806769138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeS1hktyfI/AAAAAAAAFNk/HvklpRqGeFk/s400/caaaar.bmp" /&gt;AND THIS. IS THE COOLEST CAR IN THE UNIVERSE. MAD VINTAGE AND RETRO AND PINK AND CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I ever get rich i'll totally buy this. Sorry but compared to this, Mercedes is so boring.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOZPDlkWI/AAAAAAAAFNc/GkahCA068mU/s1600-h/tumblr_ku2wws0LI71qzcz6fo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419957240753131874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOZPDlkWI/AAAAAAAAFNc/GkahCA068mU/s400/tumblr_ku2wws0LI71qzcz6fo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T THIS LIPSTICK THE CUTEST?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't like Hello Kitty. But the way its engraved on it is SO MAD AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419957230701521602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOYpnGKsI/AAAAAAAAFNM/jxQxx12QyKY/s400/tumblr_ku7gfbCu1W1qzcz6fo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND CHECK THESE OUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TH HECK? WHERE CAN I GET THOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT HAD TO BE ONE OF THE PRETTIEST PAIR OF SHOES I'VE EVER SEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS PINK, HEELS, AND STRAPS SOME MORE. I WANT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've saved the best for the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOY3Ff09I/AAAAAAAAFNU/zTNnyw8-5NM/s1600-h/tumblr_kv91zhlxi51qaosozo1_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_5419957234318693330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOY3Ff09I/AAAAAAAAFNU/zTNnyw8-5NM/s400/tumblr_kv91zhlxi51qaosozo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE SLAP ME CAUSE EVERYTIME I SEE THIS PICTURE I WILL FALL INTO A DAZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAD COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Screams like crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS THIS SCENE?!?!?!?!? ISIT FROM BREAKING DAWN? OR ECLIPSE?&lt;br /&gt;ARE THEY LIKE POSERS? BUT THEY LOOK REAL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bella. Why are you looking so dulan? I'd give anything to be in your place right now. Not in that dress, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-2285886893176683368?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2285886893176683368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2285886893176683368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2285886893176683368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2285886893176683368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/mwahah-i-love-my-black-nails.html' title='Tumblr Craze'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzeOYDU3eHI/AAAAAAAAFNE/LRmsF5TFtTs/s72-c/Photo2763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8966012835812994054</id><published>2009-12-26T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:51:58.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight loves hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYwm1Ax6dI/AAAAAAAAFM8/2VLyCevHINk/s1600-h/tumblr_kuewd95xQY1qapmhso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419572645210483154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYwm1Ax6dI/AAAAAAAAFM8/2VLyCevHINk/s400/tumblr_kuewd95xQY1qapmhso1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8966012835812994054?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8966012835812994054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8966012835812994054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8966012835812994054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8966012835812994054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/twilight-loves-hair.html' title='Twilight loves hair'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYwm1Ax6dI/AAAAAAAAFM8/2VLyCevHINk/s72-c/tumblr_kuewd95xQY1qapmhso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-377608806688175009</id><published>2009-12-26T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:47:01.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYsmBYvWKI/AAAAAAAAFM0/kZNc27Jd_4o/s1600-h/Photo2752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419568233305823394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYsmBYvWKI/AAAAAAAAFM0/kZNc27Jd_4o/s400/Photo2752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh the bitch's back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I celebrated my christmas at my cousin's house. It was fun with allllll the food. Mwahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I SERIOUSLY NEED TO GO GYM NOW. AND STOP EATING. CAUSE I'VE RECENTLY FOUDN OUT THAT I'VE GROWN SHORTER AGAIN. THAT MAKES MY WEIGHT VERY UNACCEPTABLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ccb. Idiot bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so i have to start dieting. Limiting myself to breakfast and dinner.&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;On christmas went to papa's friend's house. His house is huge. Oh wait did I say huge? IT WAS HUMONGOUS. IT WAS LIKE A FREAKIN MANSION OR SOMETHING. IT'S 3 STORIES HIGH AND VERYVERY BIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my papa's friends kept callign my papa their " big boss" or something. And they told me my papa's actually very humorous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My papa's character : Strict and cold in front of family, crazy and very whacky and jokish in front of friends. I discovered all his personalities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I think I have his genes. I'm like a principal in front of my family. But with my friends...... MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419565552411176146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYqJ-RpbNI/AAAAAAAAFMk/yjhIk5J8Gzw/s400/Photo2814.jpg" /&gt; I bought this Stitch cap today!!! I've been hunting for a cap for like months. It's not very pretty lah, but guess how much it costs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$1.90.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUP I'M NOT KIDDING. $1.90. IT WAS AT THE CLEARENCE SALES. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My christmas presents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419565545857580066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYqJl3JfCI/AAAAAAAAFMc/-o2SMxn1p7I/s400/Photo2796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A shirt, ( which i dont really like but thank you anyway aunty! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419565541779672802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYqJWq5juI/AAAAAAAAFMU/ic8nU3mXjqc/s400/Photo2795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODIESSSSS. CANDY CANDY CANDY.&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419564735477597218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpaa9gRCI/AAAAAAAAFMM/ync5qoXm80w/s400/Photo2794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wallet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419565555639252226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYqKKTR9QI/AAAAAAAAFMs/UgxqPv0n_Ks/s400/Photo2793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( back view )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A BAAAAAG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpaJLXv7I/AAAAAAAAFME/6pqhH-AhqN4/s1600-h/Photo2792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419564730703921074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpaJLXv7I/AAAAAAAAFME/6pqhH-AhqN4/s400/Photo2792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( front view )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to Nan Chiau today with my bro to get his next year school stuff ( yes he's going to Nan Chiau next year. ). And after that Kai told me she at compasspoint so yeah I went over to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpZRACFXI/AAAAAAAAFL0/pWmQoyC59LM/s1600-h/Photo2812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419564715623978354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpZRACFXI/AAAAAAAAFL0/pWmQoyC59LM/s400/Photo2812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND THIS BITCH GOT ME A PRESENT FOR MY BIRTHDAY TOOOOO. Like finally. MWAHAHAHAHAHA. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpZI0rriI/AAAAAAAAFLs/l8Ey8VbtSbQ/s1600-h/Photo2811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419564713428889122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYpZI0rriI/AAAAAAAAFLs/l8Ey8VbtSbQ/s400/Photo2811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She bought cookies(CHOCOLATE) cause she said " seriously other thn Stitch I think your second favourite is food."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over-intelligent bitch. How did she know?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Munching on the cookies now. Pre-dieting treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYotvaSLiI/AAAAAAAAFLk/UQjJTRO45gA/s1600-h/Photo2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYotZ5P3QI/AAAAAAAAFLc/VliLTN9piPs/s1600-h/Photo2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419563962097196290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYotZ5P3QI/AAAAAAAAFLc/VliLTN9piPs/s400/Photo2802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE CANDY CANESSSSS. :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYotHTT-KI/AAAAAAAAFLU/pdxDlmfr2TA/s1600-h/Photo2752.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419563953785729602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYos67o8kI/AAAAAAAAFLM/XYnzxXB1WhA/s400/Photo2750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYosXf-jSI/AAAAAAAAFLE/NPaZPGXv9fA/s1600-h/Photo2745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419563944274464034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYosXf-jSI/AAAAAAAAFLE/NPaZPGXv9fA/s400/Photo2745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Okay I'm turning in.&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 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title='Hohoho'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzYsmBYvWKI/AAAAAAAAFM0/kZNc27Jd_4o/s72-c/Photo2752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5617458701140920865</id><published>2009-12-25T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:39:55.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SANTA WHERE YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5617458701140920865?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5617458701140920865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5617458701140920865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5617458701140920865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5617458701140920865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-where-you.html' title='SANTA WHERE YOU.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2709228482600172554</id><published>2009-12-24T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:27:06.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grown up christmas list</title><content type='html'>By Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me&lt;br /&gt;I sat upon your knee&lt;br /&gt;I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;With childhood fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm all grown up now&lt;br /&gt;And still need help somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a child&lt;br /&gt;But my heart still can dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my lifelong wish&lt;br /&gt;My grown up christmas list&lt;br /&gt;Not for myself&lt;br /&gt;But for a world in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars would never start&lt;br /&gt;and wars would never start&lt;br /&gt;And time would heal all hearts&lt;br /&gt;And everyone would have a friend&lt;br /&gt;And right would always win&lt;br /&gt;And love would never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children we believed&lt;br /&gt;The grandest sight to see&lt;br /&gt;Was something lovely&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped beneath our tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well heaven only knows&lt;br /&gt;That packages and bows&lt;br /&gt;Can never heal&lt;br /&gt;A hurting human soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars would never start&lt;br /&gt;And time would heal all hearts&lt;br /&gt;And everyone would have a friend&lt;br /&gt;And right would always win&lt;br /&gt;And love would never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this illusion called the innocence of youth&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth(there'd be)&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars would never start&lt;br /&gt;And time would heal all hearts&lt;br /&gt;And everyone would have a friend&lt;br /&gt;And right would always winAnd love would never end, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up christmas list&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-2709228482600172554?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2709228482600172554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2709228482600172554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2709228482600172554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2709228482600172554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-grown-up-christmas-list.html' title='My Grown up christmas list'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2517783167430387147</id><published>2009-12-24T12:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:19:09.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To take me back to the past'/><title type='text'>Santa that's my only wish this year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418652950608683794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLsJjonIxI/AAAAAAAAFKM/WnUHR7NxL_g/s400/15_Funny_Christmas_Graphics.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA I KEPT LAUGHING WHEN I SAW THIS IMAGE. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel very festive. Maybe its because I didnt go to Orchard or something to view the lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my family's not Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No nice fireplace for me to sit in front of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's no snow.. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its ok there's rain. My 2nd favourite weather!&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;Well but at least there's a party tomorrow at my cousin's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PRESENTS!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418652956845121058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLsJ63fniI/AAAAAAAAFKU/UgRa6QEAtIQ/s400/funny-christmas-pictures-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fine.&lt;/em&gt; Santa. I admit, I was not exactly a filial daughter, not a good student and I'm just mean sometimes. But you will still put me in the "Ok-she-knows-she's-wrong" list would you..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418652970561197778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLsKt9qVtI/AAAAAAAAFKk/COGrgeO3STY/s400/funny-pic-christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa, I don't have cookies at home now. Will cornflakes do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418664967358883058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzL3FBhHpPI/AAAAAAAAFK8/AvevwLkKpwU/s400/santa-claus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLsKXHuuaI/AAAAAAAAFKc/8G04PnswXPc/s1600-h/FunnyChristmasSnowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Santa, I really really wanna meet you. ): Cause you kinda look like a very cheerful grandpa to me, and you look like someone who will understand my personality. You look like someone who would tell me that it's ok to be weird, crazy and different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418658073051844594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLwzuOOz_I/AAAAAAAAFK0/hLF_DaEBXpo/s400/morrissey-one-christmas-eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Santa I'm not sure if you read blogs, but this is my wishlist :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Please bless my family and friends. Let them be safe and sound, healthy, and happy forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Please stop all wars, hunger, and things that are harming this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Please punish those idiots who have factories which are still contributing to things like global warming, polluting and stuff. I don't want this world to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Please let me be smarter, and grow up in my thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Please don't let the world end in 2012. So many things that I must do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Please give me a perfect health. I don't want any problems from me anymore cause everything needs money now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Please bless my brother that he would not grow up like me and he'll be a nice and sucessful guy in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I want... a nice and huge snowglobe. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I wish that there's snow in Singapore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Please let me get through next year's O Levels with awesome results. Please let me get a B for my math. An A for my english, and for the rest of the subjects.. I won't get less then a B4. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I ask for Christmas. Greedy..? &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/4428294635414795186-2517783167430387147?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2517783167430387147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2517783167430387147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2517783167430387147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2517783167430387147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-thats-my-only-wish-this-year.html' title='Santa that&apos;s my only wish this year.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzLsJjonIxI/AAAAAAAAFKM/WnUHR7NxL_g/s72-c/15_Funny_Christmas_Graphics.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6970346578656639571</id><published>2009-12-22T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:45:28.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD19MS5BiI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/DOUMe_7_vbI/s1600-h/Photo2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100783347992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD19MS5BiI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/DOUMe_7_vbI/s400/Photo2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 9am today. BIG ACHIEVEMENT OK NORMALLY I WAKE AROUND NOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting Faz, Ashikin and Zixian!! :D For breakfast. Then pass up math at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end dragged Kenny along too cause he say want go school pass up the math, might as well go together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ccb, wait for him for like 30min. BLOODY BITCH SIAH. SHOWER SOME MORE. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrived at compasspoint @ 11am. Supposed to meet them @ 10.30am( WHO'S FAULT HAH SKINNY BITCH?? ) but Zx, Faz, Ashikin were late anyway so MWAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had KFC. Seriously its hard to completely swallow a meal in front of Ashikin and Faz CAUSE THEY ARE LIKE FUCKING CLOWNS. HHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I WAS LAUGHING LIKE MAD!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Weifeng and CheeZheng came over and we went school. Mrs Ng still quite nice lah, talk to us some more, never major scold. :P I'LL NOT BE LAZY NEXT YEAR OK DARLING. HAHAHAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went compasspoint Starbucks to do homework.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100776828796642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD180Al_uI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/znWu1DuujN4/s400/Photo2683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big eyes monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100770648608370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD18c_HznI/AAAAAAAAFJs/zpHIRrJLR-E/s400/Photo2701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100763046728114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD18AqsUbI/AAAAAAAAFJk/EolJ2oHpeKk/s400/Photo2696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098158541714514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDzkaITtFI/AAAAAAAAFJc/ONSBVd-E0CU/s400/Photo2694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098154689176722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDzkLxypJI/AAAAAAAAFJU/S3ZlTw-GQ_k/s400/Photo2693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098144798495314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDzjm7q0lI/AAAAAAAAFJM/XYztNaWJ39Q/s400/Photo2677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CheeZheng and Ashikin were like fucking funny cause CZ kept nagging Shikin to do her homework and she got pissed cause she say " EVEN MY MOTHER DONT DO THAT." AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097366913044994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDy2VFU0gI/AAAAAAAAFI0/QJKf3OBybLI/s400/Photo2672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097365098267074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDy2OUpgcI/AAAAAAAAFIs/hlhOR4Op7y0/s400/Photo2671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098136855936706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDzjJWA_sI/AAAAAAAAFI8/7LX9PZnQ-cg/s400/Photo2673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed shot. Too dark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097356967428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDy1wCGwcI/AAAAAAAAFIk/lPXZgc5NuyM/s400/Photo2670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097345608612626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDy1Ft8-xI/AAAAAAAAFIU/BuI-uPzlmAY/s400/Photo2667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skinniest and tallest bitch on Earth. Right? HAHAHAHHAHAHHA.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100787189252834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD19amuAuI/AAAAAAAAFKE/qYxNFUiabAA/s400/Photo2692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098138659563026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDzjQECJhI/AAAAAAAAFJE/YrilLvn3mqM/s400/Photo2674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097350881993026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDy1ZXOYUI/AAAAAAAAFIc/bC1bIYaAniA/s400/Photo2669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway the studying session kinda failed for me cause i was busy slacking. And that pole ( AKA KennySim ) was busy snatching my handphone to take candids of Ashikin. HAHAHAHAHA I SHALL NOT POST ALL OF THEM UP BECAUSE ITS KINDA REALLY UNGLAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDodVA02nI/AAAAAAAAFIM/LAqpnJQw30c/s1600-h/hamster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418085942281165426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzDodVA02nI/AAAAAAAAFIM/LAqpnJQw30c/s400/hamster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T IT ADORABLE????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hamster over here is a species called "Winter White". Cause when winter comes and its all dark and cold, it changes its fur color to white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET THISSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;But I have alot to think about leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning the cage, the money spent and the fear of it dying. .___.&lt;br /&gt;HOWHOWHOWHOWHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh whatever I'm still getting one. MWAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; QUESTION COMES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT NAME SHOULD I CHOOSE????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ONLY BUYING ONE. SO YEAH JUST ONE NAME!!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna buy a male hamster cause I scared female one sometimes when they in the shop they accidentally got pregenant alrdy then i stupidly go buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A male hamster's name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doughnut&lt;br /&gt;Dusty&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walla-Walla&lt;/em&gt; ( But Walla-walla sounds weird if you're trying to scold the hamster. Imagine you getting pissed off and screaming " WALLA-WALLA!!" Wtf. Like freakin Harry Potter. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zizzi&lt;br /&gt;Fidget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homer&lt;/em&gt; ( I LOVE HOMER SIMPSON!!! Although he's really dumb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kai and I both love the name Doughnut. BUT I'M STILL NOT SURE CAUSE ALL THE NAMES SOUND SO CUTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO PEOPLE THIS IS WHERE YOU COME IN. TAG ME AND TELL ME WHICH NAME IS THE BEST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok thanks hugx!&lt;/p&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/4428294635414795186-6970346578656639571?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6970346578656639571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6970346578656639571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6970346578656639571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6970346578656639571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/hamster.html' title='Hamster'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SzD19MS5BiI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/DOUMe_7_vbI/s72-c/Photo2705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3004629222689849474</id><published>2009-12-20T22:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:28:17.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitkat madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O1vjTINI/AAAAAAAAFH8/mqpzpsf-iAQ/s1600-h/Photo2565.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O1YRqgnI/AAAAAAAAFH0/gxUnsxBjvHE/s1600-h/Photo2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417565186962391666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O1YRqgnI/AAAAAAAAFH0/gxUnsxBjvHE/s400/Photo2653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay hi bitches i'm back and i just wanna say that i luv Kitkat. Woohoo!&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;Anyway, I went on this little tour yesterday. It's this package thing, and we ( me my mother my brother, and alot of cousins.) went on this tiny tour on the singapore river and the singapore flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330168712797378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy45FhEiHMI/AAAAAAAAFEk/cPY6TNOliO4/s400/Photo2608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and little Chloe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330181878577522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy45GSHf-XI/AAAAAAAAFE0/8aJfBVHymhA/s400/Photo2610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330173324401410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy45FyQBmwI/AAAAAAAAFEs/dVdv7vHwcQs/s400/Photo2609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330194009290418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy45G_Tr9rI/AAAAAAAAFE8/3vVzNNXeweE/s400/Photo2612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330200914719458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy45HZCEcuI/AAAAAAAAFFE/To2g-eWBFgk/s400/Photo2613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331769541078850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46isnvL0I/AAAAAAAAFFM/SFNw-LpbJkM/s400/Photo2614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the prettiest lil brat I've ever seen.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331773035031954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46i5owrZI/AAAAAAAAFFU/adbfWtE2Cbs/s400/Photo2621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarke Quay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331777002382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46jIappkI/AAAAAAAAFFc/HhDGnWeowX0/s400/Photo2620.jpg" border="0" /&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;You know, at first i thought I'd never get to go on the flyer cause it's so freakin expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331785946591202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46jpvHb-I/AAAAAAAAFFk/3eNcmeP_sac/s400/Photo2626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417562027408099618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L9eBOCSI/AAAAAAAAFGE/PQhF-EDEqBs/s400/Photo2630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O01C2OmI/AAAAAAAAFHs/Ik2TkdJ4FMw/s1600-h/Photo2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417565177505004130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O01C2OmI/AAAAAAAAFHs/Ik2TkdJ4FMw/s400/Photo2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOAH. Love the scenery. Abit blur cause my mobile camera's not good. Anyway, I wished that I wasn't looking at this through glass. If only the piece of glass ain't there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMgGmqOI/AAAAAAAAFHk/CK4nreBshYI/s1600-h/Photo2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564484688849122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMgGmqOI/AAAAAAAAFHk/CK4nreBshYI/s400/Photo2648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMVpBrHI/AAAAAAAAFHc/9ThnfE36MaI/s1600-h/Photo2647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564481880435826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMVpBrHI/AAAAAAAAFHc/9ThnfE36MaI/s400/Photo2647.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/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMMHGM9I/AAAAAAAAFHU/_o7uZQyh2xw/s1600-h/Photo2645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564479322207186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OMMHGM9I/AAAAAAAAFHU/_o7uZQyh2xw/s400/Photo2645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OL2KMTDI/AAAAAAAAFHM/ChsjovY6xcA/s1600-h/Photo2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564473429609522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8OL2KMTDI/AAAAAAAAFHM/ChsjovY6xcA/s400/Photo2643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the top!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NF1R8u5I/AAAAAAAAFG8/ubueTR-F4X0/s1600-h/Photo2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563270602865554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NF1R8u5I/AAAAAAAAFG8/ubueTR-F4X0/s400/Photo2640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAH! TOP. SCREW YOU, BOTTOM! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NFvey8pI/AAAAAAAAFG0/zltsY7_5RZ8/s1600-h/Photo2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563269046137490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NFvey8pI/AAAAAAAAFG0/zltsY7_5RZ8/s400/Photo2639.jpg" 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/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NFOqlItI/AAAAAAAAFGs/RjyOJ1mif_I/s1600-h/Photo2635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563260237193938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NFOqlItI/AAAAAAAAFGs/RjyOJ1mif_I/s400/Photo2635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NE3D-3yI/AAAAAAAAFGk/VWUL3a5a8Jk/s1600-h/Photo2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563253901287202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NE3D-3yI/AAAAAAAAFGk/VWUL3a5a8Jk/s400/Photo2634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NEUvEAWI/AAAAAAAAFGc/9vAj2A4ZRZI/s1600-h/Photo2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563244686737762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8NEUvEAWI/AAAAAAAAFGc/9vAj2A4ZRZI/s400/Photo2633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shorts look mighty short because I have mighty long legs. Ok lah not extremely long. But my legs aee like 3/5 of my whole body. Not noticable when I'm wearing uniform or anything else. Because usually when I wear shorts, I pull them real low. Trust me, although that photo up there look like I'm wearing underwear or something, I already pulled the shorts till very low. MWAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L91O4Y4I/AAAAAAAAFGU/52OmP10Pic4/s1600-h/Photo2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417562033639416706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L91O4Y4I/AAAAAAAAFGU/52OmP10Pic4/s400/Photo2632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I saw this poster quoting, " See a whole country, and beyond." inside the flyer holding area. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " Omg! Can I see Punggol from up there? Can I see my house?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin : " Can you see the flyer from Punggol?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " No."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin : " Then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " ): "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L9LZP3PI/AAAAAAAAFF8/Wo6yHYpKCus/s1600-h/Photo2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417562022408609010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L9LZP3PI/AAAAAAAAFF8/Wo6yHYpKCus/s400/Photo2629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L8h33GoI/AAAAAAAAFF0/urwil7ckTrM/s1600-h/Photo2628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417562011262720642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8L8h33GoI/AAAAAAAAFF0/urwil7ckTrM/s400/Photo2628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46jx2fuII/AAAAAAAAFFs/w7geicpUz7g/s1600-h/Photo2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331788125026434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy46jx2fuII/AAAAAAAAFFs/w7geicpUz7g/s400/Photo2627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goodie bag that we got. The only misfortune is that I put it inside the bus and forgot to take it down. And my christmass tree pen was the prettiest cause the other designs are really ugly and plain. UGH DAMN IT. My memory's really getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy43547tEhI/AAAAAAAAFEM/ZlFcQuLDT0c/s1600-h/Photo2605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417328869448159762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy43547tEhI/AAAAAAAAFEM/ZlFcQuLDT0c/s400/Photo2605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell on the escalator!!!! At compasspoint. Tiny wound. But it hurts ok. Thank heavens I was wearing leggings then. Healing already. &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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3004629222689849474?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3004629222689849474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3004629222689849474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3004629222689849474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3004629222689849474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/kitkat-madness.html' title='Kitkat madness'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sy8O1YRqgnI/AAAAAAAAFH0/gxUnsxBjvHE/s72-c/Photo2653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8952097408865939967</id><published>2009-12-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:58:39.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay.</title><content type='html'>So you've noticed tiny changes to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's the same blogskin. Just that the previous one was a very-edited version. And i kinda thought it was fugly. So yeah, plain's best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8952097408865939967?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8952097408865939967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8952097408865939967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8952097408865939967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8952097408865939967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay.html' title='Okay.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7494526482407634538</id><published>2009-12-18T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:31:25.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children.</title><content type='html'>THE CONCERT WAS AWESOMMMMME! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reported at art room on 9am to make up and stuff. Dressed in strict-looking stuff and wore my spectacles. Had on a no-ankle-socks face. Helped Aaron Ee put blusher on and I nearly turned him into an apple. IT WAS FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set off for Singapore Conference Hall. Rehearsed a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to holding room to prepare and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL PERFORMANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh lah I was totally shaking on stage when I was supposed to freeze. Eh hello I was in like heels the length of a lampost or something and I was so NERVOUS. But still. I DID NOT FORGET MY LINES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some idiots screamed my name while I was saying my lines. If I weren't acting as a principal I would have threw my heels directly at your dicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The star of Drama now is not doubt Zainu. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH Lil girl, not more thn a meter tall acting as a gangster. Cutest thing I've ever saw. The audience were laughing like mad when she was screaming and beating up Symon. ( The Nerd in the play. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Valerie the bimbo teacher. OMGGGGG. ALOT OF PEOPLE MIXED UP ME AND VAL. SOME AUDIENECE THOUGHT THAT WE'RE THE SAME PERSON. Miss Low. smsed me some more " Eh you very good ah! Bimbo." I was like. O.O?! I'M THE PRINCIPAL. AHAHAHAHHAHAHA. And Chee Zheng also. Thought I'm Valerie, the teacher. Thn he say when we came out to bow he got shocked as he saw 2 diff types. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some audience also thought we're one person acting as 2 roles. Ohmygoodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall not bad leh! The audience were all laughing like mad. And we only trained and practised for a few weeks. I'm proud of the club. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs and whole body are aching like mad now. Hello. I ran around all day long with these idiot heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Mrs Ng went for the concert too. I hugged her and told her I never do my math homework. HAHAHHHHHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Shijun, Amanda, Kewei, Denzel, Claudsen, Cindy. AAAAAHHHHH DAMN COOL THE SENIORS CAME. :D Some more Shijun and Amanda are like oldold seniors. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that bused home. SHOWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Ma said to me happily that she bought new stuff for Bro. Thought she bought him like wall stuff cause he kept complaining that he doesn't like his wall colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that Ma bought a wall-clock and this ultra nice looking table lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh damn it. I've been asking for months and months and months to get a new lamp ok. Cause mine's ruined. Still can have light, but the bottom part is cracked into half cause my brother accidentally kicked it while playing the computer. ( My lamp's on the floor. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been buggin my ma to get a new one for me. In the end she bought my brother a new one, and gave me his old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh wtf. I asked her " You know that my lamp is cracked. So why didn't you get one for me too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like smiling and looking embbarrased. She replied " There! Have new one mah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Me walking into my room to see my new lamp. Discovers that the "new lamp" was my brother's old lamp. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " That's bro'd old lamp. Why did you give me his and bought him a new one. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma : " Ohhh....... Bro's one spoil already mah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " Mine is the one thats spoilt. You knew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma : ( Looking all paiseh and such.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " C'mon lah. Say what bro's spoil some more. Just admit that you only want your son to get the better stuff. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. Its really unfair since I'm the older one and I get the old stuff. Normally I thought it's the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I want my brother to use my stuff.  But my mother could be fair and buy for both. The weird thing was that she knew that mine was cracked by my brother, yet she bought him a new one while giving his old one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCREW THIS THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my whole body is falling apart now cause I'm so tired. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-7494526482407634538?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7494526482407634538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7494526482407634538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7494526482407634538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7494526482407634538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/children.html' title='Children.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5464786681940015655</id><published>2009-12-17T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:34:44.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane Dawson</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871837579486066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKveP3o3I/AAAAAAAAFDU/1prTFRefV84/s400/hqdefault.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871844766062818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKv5BSGOI/AAAAAAAAFDc/g1VWWpUydB8/s400/img-set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH THIS GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANE DAWSON FROM YOUTUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Kai recommended his videos a while back. But I didn't like the videos at first cause I think it's horny and disgusting. But some of them ARE actually damn funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Especially the "videos to friends". HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. He's not very hot. BUT I DON'T ADORE HIM FOR HIS LOOKS OK. His personality damn cute!! Somemore he soundsl ike this sad guy who wasn't accepted in reality cause of his weird personality. And he felt very happy in youtube cause he said that he kinda "made sense" on youtube. Like, he was accepted only on Youtube. How sweet is he? Totally fell in luv with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykK9LaLI3I/AAAAAAAAFD0/Fm6lNpo_P2k/s1600-h/shane-dawson-sigh-shane-dawson-6969192-402-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415872073040601970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykK9LaLI3I/AAAAAAAAFD0/Fm6lNpo_P2k/s400/shane-dawson-sigh-shane-dawson-6969192-402-600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykK8so3HtI/AAAAAAAAFDs/5FE5Y_yh8R8/s1600-h/Shane_Dawson_No_GIMP_by_CuteMonsterGirl13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKwAne3LI/AAAAAAAAFDk/SPvuf7cV094/s1600-h/img-set2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871846805331122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKwAne3LI/AAAAAAAAFDk/SPvuf7cV094/s400/img-set2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. They're the same person. He acts as different people in his videos. Which is why he's so popular on Youtube. Shanaynay, that weird-looking girl with the ^ eyebrow, is the most popular. HAHAHHAHA AND FUNNIEST I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKvMfNNCI/AAAAAAAAFDM/gL7RZ3KxlH0/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmFqRUVrTzVfM2hHcXBGZ21OTVlaY1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871832811975714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKvMfNNCI/AAAAAAAAFDM/gL7RZ3KxlH0/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmFqRUVrTzVfM2hHcXBGZ21OTVlaY1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKux9UYgI/AAAAAAAAFDE/jqoxuA2vXbo/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjlsOVhlbUdIM2hHV2psYXJTTS1VZ2cAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871825690518018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKux9UYgI/AAAAAAAAFDE/jqoxuA2vXbo/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjlsOVhlbUdIM2hHV2psYXJTTS1VZ2cAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shane Dawson is awesome.&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/4428294635414795186-5464786681940015655?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5464786681940015655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5464786681940015655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5464786681940015655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5464786681940015655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/shane-dawson.html' title='Shane Dawson'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SykKveP3o3I/AAAAAAAAFDU/1prTFRefV84/s72-c/hqdefault.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3026982522887565336</id><published>2009-12-16T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:02:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's girl, Mama's boy.</title><content type='html'>KNNBCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's being a fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I know lah i know lah. Your son is the best lah. Smart, hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lah ok. Useless fucker of a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECENTLY YOU THINK I FUCKING FREE AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME DO THIS, DO THAT. JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT TO MAKE KUEH AND FUCK STUFF FOR YOUR FRIENDS, ASK ME HELP. SUA, NEVERMIND. I HELP. I DON'T MIND. TAKE UP MY TIME, I DON'T MIND. I BUSY HELPING TILL 12AM THEN CAN SHOWER, I DON'T MIND. BEARING IN MIND THAT ALL THESE WHILE YOUR GOOD SON IS PLAYING COMPUTER ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA. SCHOOL. YOU KNEW THAT I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY AND GO FOR REHEARSAL. NO TIME. AND YOU'VE BEEN DRAGGING ME TO PLACES ALL THESE TIMES, VISITING YOUR RELATIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I ADMIT. I WAS LAZY. ENJOYING MYSELF FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS OF HOLIDAY. YOU THINK I DON'T HAVE A LIFE AH?! YEAH IM NOT LIKE YOUR NERD OF A SON, STAY AT HOME EVERYDAY DO HOMEWORK. WHAT, YOU THINK EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING WORLD HAS TO BE AS GOOD AS YOUR SON? CAN'T I JUST ENJOY FOR A MONTH, THN DO MY HOMEWORK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ONLY KNOW HOW TO COMPARE. CAN I COMPARE MOTHERS? UNTIL NOW, I GOT CREATE TROUBLE FOR YOU ANOT? OTHER THEN MY SOMEHOW USELESS AND RETARDED BRAIN AND LACK OF ABILITY IN ACADEMICS WISE, DID I EVER, EVER DO SOMETHING FUCKING SERIOUS TO CREATE TROUBLE FOR YOU? &lt;strong&gt;FUCK NO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I want to complete my homework. I don't want to go out with you cause I don't wanna waste one day of time to get out, meet your friends and go to that temple thing. I don't wanna go out cause firstly, I know it's gonna be fucking boring. 2ndly, my math assignments have yet to be completed and needed to be handed up on the 22nd. The past few weeks, you've been nagging at me to do my homework. Ok, here I am, wanting to do my homework at last. And the funny thing is, you actually scolded and hit me just because you want me to go out with you. &lt;em&gt;I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO COMPLETE MY FUCKING HOEMWORK?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said " You only wanted to do your homework because you're afraid of your teachers scolding you! You've not revised at all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. SO YOU'D RATHER I PROVE TO YOU I'M NOT AFRAID OF TEACHERS AND NOT DO MY HOMEWORK AH. FUCK HOMEWORK STILL IMPORTANT RIGHT. DOING HOMEWORK ALSO COUNTED AS REVISING MAH. IF NOT TEACHERS SO FREE GIVE US ALL THESE SHIT TO DO FOR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never did understand how hard this whole stupid shit is. I'm going to be sec4 next year. These shit is no joke. I'm not learning some kind of kampong education. It's not as easy as " revise and you'll get it" thing. It's a " you need brains and time" thing. And it's not as if I was pathetic in my results these few months. I've improved. Only my double math failed. My science, which was disastrous in the past, got a B. For the first time in a long time, I only failed Math. A-math was expected. All my other subjects went up. Not perfect, but went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always want me to do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;You're always using my studies to outtalk me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it's all so easy, I suggest I leave school, and you take my place. Then see if you'd feel happy about someone standing beside you, nagging throughout the whole damned month of the holiday for you to do all these difficult shit. And at the same time, you'd have to take my place and go through commitments, and you'd be in my place, worrying for your performance on this coming friday, 18th dec's concert. You'd stand in my place, trying to use this dumb brain of mine, and see if you can get an A for your math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'd stand in my place, and figure out that it's not only academics that's been worrying me. You'd stand in my place, and understand that my personality, is different. Not everyone in this whole world, must be as capable as your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, everytime you compare me to bro, it hurts. Because you sound as if you'd rather have another daughter, and I'm not even close to your expectations. You sound like I'm such a disappointment, and a mistake. And if you had a chance, you would gladly swap me with someone else. You always say " Why can't you be like your brother" or " Why can't you be like this whoever's daughter." Well, why can't you just accept me for who i am? If you want me to change my personality and such, why don't you give me a new name too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3026982522887565336?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3026982522887565336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3026982522887565336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3026982522887565336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3026982522887565336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/daddys-girl-mamas-boy.html' title='Daddy&apos;s girl, Mama&apos;s boy.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-1587899042777373281</id><published>2009-12-16T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:23:13.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Genes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sye1mF2UUAI/AAAAAAAAFC8/2Nse-bPWFwc/s1600-h/Ah+Ma2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415496742945968130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sye1mF2UUAI/AAAAAAAAFC8/2Nse-bPWFwc/s400/Ah+Ma2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Just by these 3 people in the photos. I THINK YOU CAN SEE THAT I'M SOMEHOW RELATED TO THEM CAUSE I LOOK EXACTLY LIKE THEM.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the left : My 2nd Aunt. ( Papa's older sister. ) Of all aunts, I resemble her the most. Huge cheeks and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Centre : My papa! I think my aunt and my father looks identical so yeah I look like him too. Seriously. My eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, mouth, skin condition, hair, jaw, face structure ARE ALL FROM HIM. Even the body structure cause my leg's longer than my body and ITS TOTALLY LIKE HIS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right : My Ah Ma!! :D Cutest granny ever. Se her smile until like that. One huge bag of ang pows she holding there ok. Exactly like me too. And since my father and aunt all got their genes from her, that means I look exactly like my Ah Ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh no kidding ok. You know I have the same details of face from her too. EVEN HER HANDS ARE TINY AND CHUBBY LIKE MINE.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415496739491116562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sye1l4-ndhI/AAAAAAAAFC0/0PKIoRZP_hI/s400/Ah+Ma.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Ma trying to smile. CUTE TO THE MAX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can only see 2 teeth. HAHAHAHAH CUTE RIGHT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-1587899042777373281?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/1587899042777373281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=1587899042777373281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1587899042777373281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/1587899042777373281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-genes.html' title='My Genes'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sye1mF2UUAI/AAAAAAAAFC8/2Nse-bPWFwc/s72-c/Ah+Ma2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4708155120683085670</id><published>2009-12-15T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:37:11.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my personality back</title><content type='html'>I WANNA GET A HAMSTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't think i'm commited enough to. -.- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;See first lah. See papa good mood anot. 80% sucess liao. MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. The homeworks are piling up. It's not that i don't wanna do them. It's that i can't even find them. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tmr's gonna be the big day. The 'Cherrin Lau would stay in her bedroom and complete all her english homework and chinese homework and half of shitass math homework Day ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will. WATCH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause tmr's also "Cherrin's gonna be hardworking for just one day Day".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-4708155120683085670?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4708155120683085670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4708155120683085670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4708155120683085670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4708155120683085670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-my-personality-back.html' title='I want my personality back'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5522586811726547843</id><published>2009-12-14T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:50:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>700th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;700TH POST.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i failed my Math. I SPENT ALL MY TIME ON FREAKIN 700 POSTS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm attempting my Math homework.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the word &lt;em&gt;Attempting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I looked at the paper. Stared at the question and FUCK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE FORGOTTEN EVERY SINGLE SHIT I'VE LEARNT FOR MATH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. OMGWTF. THIS QUESTION IS EASY. DAMN IT AND I CANT SOLVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;SHITSHITSHITSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng's gonna murder me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me close off that topic. Too depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Drama tmr. Oh man. Thank God it's not a full dress rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The play is still kinda boring. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i did housework!! For a 15 year old it sounds stupid, but still. I've decided to  a good girl from now onwards and help out mama. Since i'm free anyway. ( Apart from homework which i've decided to ignore for life. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I felt that, if i can't be a good daughter through academics, i will make it up through being a filial one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I NEED EXERCISE. HELLO. BEING STUCK AT HOME AND NOT GOING SHOPPING FATTENS US UP YOU KNOW. Somore recently Ma's been baking all these pastries. And yeah I had to taste-try it right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been missing Khor Renee for months. YOU BIATCH WHEN THE HELL CAN YOU COME OUT?? CAN'T YOUR HEAR? THE MALLS ARE CALLING FOR US. ION'S PRACTICALLY SCREAMING MY NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aksai chin i'm worried for you! ): Please get well soon k. I know you can pull it through. Any problem just tell me and i'll try to help. xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not very appropriate to blog this on the world wide web, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERIODS SERIOUSLY SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. It's very annoying ok! You can't even do your work properly cause of all those cramps and backaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like adding another point but i've decided that it's really very unglam. Ask me if you reeeeaaaaallllly wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rather confused and mixed up lately. Emotions, family, social,  school, the future, the present, the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you're so worried for the future but you're just so fuckin lazy that you can't even motivate yourself to work? You really wanna carve out a good future, for yourself and of cause for your family cause you really wanna mak them proud of you again. You just wanna achieve something for the first damn time in your life and don't wanna be a failure in every single shit you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you ever felt so confused cause memories and stuff kept on haunting you and you just kept thinking about the past and you really want to change it so all these shit never happened? Or you just wanna improvise them, hoping that maybe you would be happier currently? And have you ever felt like you're bursting to tell someone all your secrets and thoughts, but you're just too afraid cause you don't want to get rejected by the society and your friends like you nearly did once before? Cause if you said it all out, you'd be weird. Or even typical for some secrets you have and you just don't wanna be typical nor common. You want to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to do this or say that, but you just refrain yourself because you didn't want to be "the same" as someone else, cause you just wanna appear different and unique but in actual fact you're not. You're just a mask. Actually, alot of masks. And have you ever wished that you had appeared in this world with a different personality and character, so that some people won't treat you the way they are treating you? Have you ever looked at someone, and think " I wished i was her."? And have you ever felt so ugly at times, that you just felt like smashing your face up and wished that you could have looked a little better? Have you ever wished that you looked just slightly better, so that you could, just like some teens nowadays, walk up to the person you had a crush on, and tell him in his face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you ever looked back, and wished that you were that girl in the past? Although you were weirder and more in-your-own-world last time, you were somehow happier, and more of being yourself. You were extremely confident, and as werid as you were, you still had friends. Now, you look in the mirror and you just see layers of masks covering your original personality just because of this fucked up society. This society which if you're not good-looking, you're not accepted. And in order to make up for it, you have to be a suck-up, a hyppocrite. A fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay homework's officially driving me crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5522586811726547843?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5522586811726547843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5522586811726547843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5522586811726547843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5522586811726547843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/700th-post.html' title='700th post'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6427928393408879864</id><published>2009-12-13T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:24:46.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We were young and feeling stupid.'/><title type='text'>Memories that felt so recent</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I still remember how you said " I love you." to me over the phone. I would reply&lt;br /&gt;" You're crazy!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd been years. Years and years ago. And I still remembered. All just because I spotted you today from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange how just spotting you made me feel how i felt like years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-6427928393408879864?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6427928393408879864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6427928393408879864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6427928393408879864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6427928393408879864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories-that-felt-so-recent.html' title='Memories that felt so recent'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-824760371509803397</id><published>2009-12-12T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:18:44.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyOzoWWc4QI/AAAAAAAAFCs/VLeBSKTvXr0/s1600-h/new_moon2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyOzoAPqQ3I/AAAAAAAAFCk/PJP1aAs9O5A/s1600-h/twilight_new_moon-13018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414368676871291762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyOzoAPqQ3I/AAAAAAAAFCk/PJP1aAs9O5A/s400/twilight_new_moon-13018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay whaaaaaat!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think New Moon, the Twilight saga is not bad leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, its way more promising than what i've heard in comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know leh. Cause i read the book before liao, knew the ending, but i still don't feel bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's quite nice actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously.&lt;/em&gt; You should have heard the comments. Ah Lee said that it was so freakin boring that it's a total waste of money. Loony told me if you feel like it's a I-wanna-waste-money-day then go and watch it. Kai, who accompanied me to watch the movie today was yawning like a mad Biatch beside me. HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAAHAHHAHAAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah. To me i think not bad at all! It's quite nice. But there's one very huge turn-off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BELLA CAN'T ACT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah i know she's not bad in acting. But she abit no expression in the movie. And when she has to dramatise this particular expression or emotion a little, she does it very weirdly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you idiot you nearly kissed Jacob. Unfaithful! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. The movie was ok. Edward was still kinda hot in the movie, but there were a few close-ups that exposes a little of reality. Shave, Edward. Also, the last few parts of the movie, when they were at the Volturi's. Wtf Edward looked the unglamest there cause he's wearing this red bathrobe thing and he looks like walking ketchup. With hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob was totally huge and muscular in the movie. Can't believe where he got all those muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cullen are, which seemed impossible to me, getting even more gorgeous-er.&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;And bloody hell Jane fuck you and die! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lah i don't hate Dakota Fanning. I just don't like her character inside cause she's so evil and she likes torturing people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall I think i shall rate the movie.... 3/5? :) Seriously! For me it's quite nice leh.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414368670849689394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyOznpz_5zI/AAAAAAAAFCc/HAMxJRfN00E/s400/new-moon1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna watch Eclipse sooooooooooooooooon! Pretty please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-824760371509803397?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/824760371509803397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=824760371509803397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/824760371509803397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/824760371509803397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/quite-nice.html' title='Quite Nice'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyOzoAPqQ3I/AAAAAAAAFCk/PJP1aAs9O5A/s72-c/twilight_new_moon-13018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6124337576875880028</id><published>2009-12-12T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:14:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>Okay tmr i'm meeting Kai in the morning for New Moon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414027658506988402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyJ9eH1y63I/AAAAAAAAFCM/f8eKmUu9Jgc/s400/New-Moon-new-moon-movie-4165425-355-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. I hear quite alot of complaints that it sucks. But still. I must watch it cause I wanna see the bitch Bella get ditched and also, Jacob's boobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414027663660231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyJ9ebCbLII/AAAAAAAAFCU/6malK2DSkeI/s400/new-moon-wolf-pack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check them out. No not the guys. They look old. I mean those boobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah and Edward. He's gorgeousssssssssss. 8D IN THE FREAKIN MOVIE LAH YOU IDIOTS SHAKING YOUR HEADS IN FRONT OF THE COMPUTER NOW. I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;. He's not hot at &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; in reality. I'm talking about Edward in that &lt;em&gt;freakin movie&lt;/em&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414027655880437138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyJ9d-Dk7ZI/AAAAAAAAFCE/aS2rP6Qe7yM/s400/edward.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Have to go out with family in the afternoon so catching morning show. LOL. First time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Yen and Ah Lee popped up at my house. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They passed me my birthday presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWW THANK YOU DARLS. :D:D SMUAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They gave me this huggge card and Yen bought me this ultra cute Stitch envelopes pack. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh gotta go. Have to reach Biatch's house by 9.45am and its practically 1am now. Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-6124337576875880028?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6124337576875880028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6124337576875880028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6124337576875880028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6124337576875880028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyJ9eH1y63I/AAAAAAAAFCM/f8eKmUu9Jgc/s72-c/New-Moon-new-moon-movie-4165425-355-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6051161327119967501</id><published>2009-12-10T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:43:15.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyEI9DWznmI/AAAAAAAAFB8/HBX0WQV0Xjs/s1600-h/Photo2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413618072042053218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyEI9DWznmI/AAAAAAAAFB8/HBX0WQV0Xjs/s400/Photo2433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh today drama was tiring! For me anyway. Cause i'm walking up and down with these super bloody tight pencil office-lady skirts. Eh it felt as if i've shortened my lifespan by 3 years from wearing that ok. Walao eh how come those accountants can WORK in them ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come Principals cant wear high waist skirts or FBTs ah. That'll make my life so much more easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I think my papa is extremely confident in me or something. Cause he got me YET ANOTHER PAIR OF GOLDFISHES. ( Loony confirm laughing like some mad Seaper now. Sorry this is our language. HAHAHAHAHHA. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. After indirectly murdering 2 kinds of fishes, 4 fishes althogether, my father got me yet another kind for me to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. I feel as if i'm one of those little kids who love to raise fishes but the fishes keep dying and their fathers would keep buying new ones for them to try while brain-washing them that the fishes did not die, but went to to Aqua Heaven for a holiday. And if finally, finally, the fishes did manage to survive, their fathers would compliment and say " You see? You are a good owner thats why the fishes grow so big!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'll be posting photos on my new fishies soon. They're ultra plump!!!!!! Unlike the previous type of goldfish. They're in white and red, and they're extremely fat. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i name them this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh lah i decided on one of the names already. Mole. Cause this goldfish's left eye is COMPLETELY black. You know normal eye got like, white around it right? This one left eye completely black! Looks like a mole. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one i'm not sure what to name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after drama rehearsal had Senior's farewell party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had food, cake and all.. And presents for the seniors lah of cause. Served them food some more! HAHAHAH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went to Kewei's house with Zixian. Changed into more comfortable shirts borrowed from Sara cause i was wearing my principal uniform. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEWEI I WILL RETURN YOUR SLIPPERS AND SHIRT A FEW DAYS LATER K. WILL PASS BY YOUR HOUSE RETURN YOU. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me Kewei Zixian met up with Patricia, Sara, Denzel and Claudsen. Headed down to hougang plaza. Played pool. I very blur at it leh. First time play. AT LEAST I MANAGED TO HIT THE BALL K. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waloa very coincidental. Jingcong, CleonChia, Junyong and Aloysius just beside our table. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after Zarinar joined us. Then around 4plus me and Zixian went hougang mall find Jasmine. Cotton on!! :D Tried on things inside. I SAW SEQUIN HIGH HEELS AND SEQUIN HIGH CUT SNEAKERS OMGGGGGGGG. DAMN GORGEOUS OKKKKKKKK. I WANT THE HEELS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="inline" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/657/6577558/50_2009/c5e16abec23967f2_medium.png" /&gt;&lt;img class="inline" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/657/6577558/50_2009/8ffa672c32127c68_sneakers.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. OH. OHHHHHH. I KNOW WHAT I CAN NAME THE OTHER GOLDFISH ALRDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEQUIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh back to the heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS VERY EXPENSIVE!!!!!!!! ): 50BUCKS LEH!! ): Never am i spending 50bucks for something to step on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay turning in early tonight!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG I SUDDENLY FEEL VERY HAPPY CAUSE ITS BEEN MONTH SINCE I SLEPT SO EARLY HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA I THINK I ABIT CRAZY ALRDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUCK MATH HOMEWORK HAVENT START.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I GO SLEEP LIAO TMR 2 LOVELIES WILL BE COMING TO MY HOUSE AND SATURDAY MORNING NEW MOON WITH KAI. ( Begging ma for permission. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO HONS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-6051161327119967501?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6051161327119967501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6051161327119967501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6051161327119967501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6051161327119967501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/okeh-today-drama-was-tiring-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SyEI9DWznmI/AAAAAAAAFB8/HBX0WQV0Xjs/s72-c/Photo2433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7821710300650058870</id><published>2009-12-10T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:30:58.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-7821710300650058870?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7821710300650058870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7821710300650058870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7821710300650058870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7821710300650058870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/ponder.html' title='Ponder'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2257407714092042891</id><published>2009-12-08T23:02:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:03:19.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3e</title><content type='html'>ALL PHOTOS FROM JASMINE'S AND FAZLIN'S FACEBOOK THANKS DARLS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887318438891010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wVmDETgI/AAAAAAAAE_c/CPIYWNi3dcM/s400/13350_1262690880170_1016650828_824383_5107339_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887308787748722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wVCGDj3I/AAAAAAAAE_U/LvEFy8O4-7k/s400/13350_1262690800168_1016650828_824382_8178431_n.jpg" border="0" /&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;All i can say is..&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK GOD IT DIDN'T RAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;em&gt;AYE WEATHER FORECAST. YOU BETTER SHUT DOWN YOUR BUSINESS AND SELL DRINKS OR SOMETHING. DAMN INACCURATE LEH. TELL ME STORM WITH THUNDER SOMEMORE. WHEN WE GO THERE WHOLE NIGHT NOT A SINGLE PEE DROP FROM THE SKY OK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$%^&amp;amp;**(@#$%!!!!!!!&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;em&gt;Anyways, :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The BBQ was funnn! But my face suck throughout the photos. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885483316347842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uqxrwg8I/AAAAAAAAE9E/ZCSAiy1NUsg/s400/13350_1262688200103_1016650828_824319_6894124_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885491285167522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5urPXrDaI/AAAAAAAAE9M/eHGgV853B9U/s400/13350_1262688240104_1016650828_824320_1997858_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food we bought!!!! looks very little but trust me. We nearly got leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885491667271986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5urQyxgTI/AAAAAAAAE9U/wjfA2ngebwo/s400/13350_1262688320106_1016650828_824322_5080978_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashikin and meee!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885135887252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uWjaNPGI/AAAAAAAAE8M/XvHagR4A4hk/s400/13041_192743727927_648117927_2950740_7571897_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fazlin and meee!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yeah when we asked who can start fire James said he could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886019708534770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vJ_5nv_I/AAAAAAAAE9k/I-eScDJ5ics/s400/13350_1262688400108_1016650828_824324_4504464_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn hilarious while the fire is starting i tell you. The wind is like damn big and he gets burned every 3 seconds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886020545968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vKDBR-eI/AAAAAAAAE9s/59tT0siwr2I/s400/13350_1262688440109_1016650828_824325_2911191_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i saw the charcoals i was like : " James. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??? WHY THE CHARCOALS PILE UP ONE?? " HAHAHAHAHHAHHA DAMN FUNNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end he &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; start up the fire. Not bad lah huh! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886011636482722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vJh1GAqI/AAAAAAAAE9c/Ketb__L6HbE/s400/13350_1262688360107_1016650828_824323_5857959_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;James with tons of charcoals on the pit. &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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886035620303570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vK7LSEtI/AAAAAAAAE98/_VWNAvaL4uo/s400/13350_1262688560112_1016650828_824328_6879975_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then its ready and we start to cook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887333775363762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wWfLkTrI/AAAAAAAAE_s/ljdYWTuFXxA/s400/asdfghj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the photo you can see that he's quite a nice guy. -.- Jiawei at the back. HAHAHAHAH.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885140186751554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uWzbSYkI/AAAAAAAAE8U/4BQkRrkznCI/s400/13041_192743787927_648117927_2950746_1824514_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezheng!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890223034292546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5y-qgk2UI/AAAAAAAAFBs/ZDbLvSYlWhI/s400/w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886029954195218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vKmEYHxI/AAAAAAAAE90/YQn5c2boZL8/s400/13350_1262688520111_1016650828_824327_2886127_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890200820979922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5y9XwgmNI/AAAAAAAAFBU/zj2xNUGxU-I/s400/sgsdfgdfgdf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aksai-Chin and Camel-up-a-hill. HAHAHAHAHAH. &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885151834808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uXe0ZoaI/AAAAAAAAE8c/Xc9WQYXDvHk/s400/13041_192743857927_648117927_2950752_4662510_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who came too. Yiam Ball. MWAHAHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412889402455327026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5yO5nTgTI/AAAAAAAAFAs/j_KQ_5dt778/s400/gdfgfgf.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Me and Ah lee! 8D SORRY MY FACE REALLY VERY UNGLAM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412889421334847170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5yP_8iHsI/AAAAAAAAFBE/z1bvN3LfCjs/s400/osdkakda%3Bks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jas and meeee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886285348161154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vZdfCxoI/AAAAAAAAE-E/wfGCr-JTEQc/s400/13350_1262688600113_1016650828_824329_3418886_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886291862290850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vZ1wIgaI/AAAAAAAAE-M/CA4N2Xggp5Q/s400/13350_1262688640114_1016650828_824330_624518_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412889413488515762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5yPit0mrI/AAAAAAAAFA8/Zfy0q46vt_Y/s400/jdeocjejw.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412891622476469170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx50QH1l07I/AAAAAAAAFB0/wnLYx53N4eI/s400/xpocpoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yiam Ball's kids came too. The boy's called Ryan. The girl refused to tell me her name so i call her Ryanah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412888655595061538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5xjbV8QSI/AAAAAAAAFAM/JL2gwHyCqZE/s400/dsakhdksald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Mr Muscles. HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron :" Eh Cherrin. You cannot afford camera isit go draw one on your shirt."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " Cb lah then you cannot afford sleeves ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wVwGgh-I/AAAAAAAAE_k/hCTkivsUw8A/s1600-h/13350_1262691040174_1016650828_824386_3888150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887321137678306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wVwGgh-I/AAAAAAAAE_k/hCTkivsUw8A/s400/13350_1262691040174_1016650828_824386_3888150_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412889399498470690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5yOumVdSI/AAAAAAAAFAk/9VtTA5e-gMk/s400/fvsagdasl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jiawei, Joyson, Me! FINALLY TAKE PHOTOS WITH THEM OK. Last time ask they keep dont want dont want. ._. HAHAHA. But my face reaaaly sucks. Flashlights never do me good.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890203766103042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5y9iurnAI/AAAAAAAAFBc/AXQ5ZQhL_b4/s400/shwodhjwd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jas Ah Lee and Me. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887335299395234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wWk27LqI/AAAAAAAAE_0/ArJ6XKLa7y0/s400/asdfghjk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Sorry my eyes always half closes whenever got flashlight. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412888662645773778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5xj1m9ldI/AAAAAAAAFAU/MAPtoGSq5no/s400/erty.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412888652445626578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5xjPnDsNI/AAAAAAAAFAE/bh5eBfdJKcM/s400/dojd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412888667085651666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5xkGJgvtI/AAAAAAAAFAc/PDYYCD4m9vw/s400/fgdfgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Glamour. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886812922349378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5v4K2iB0I/AAAAAAAAE-8/T8hsRm9o8Mw/s400/13350_1262690560162_1016650828_824376_5702040_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Kenny. His face always very sleepy right. HAHAHAH. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890195421894194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5y9DpRFjI/AAAAAAAAFBM/LwcEzBzWxeI/s400/SDGSDU.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412889407802995778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5yPNiSdEI/AAAAAAAAFA0/iFmESm-j4V0/s400/isdhd%5Boj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412888642451454946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5xiqYQu-I/AAAAAAAAE_8/Im7P3u0ejnU/s400/cvbn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fazlin being pretty Ashikin being hungry and me being bitchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886822234980370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5v4ti1gBI/AAAAAAAAE_M/2uoQkwE-NZw/s400/13350_1262690760167_1016650828_824381_6829415_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James acting cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890216459470114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5y-SBBBSI/AAAAAAAAFBk/jroIKAda4Pg/s400/sjpsdfjk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezheng didnt wanna take photos so... DUH I FORCED HIM TO. 8D&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886804006313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5v3poyHSI/AAAAAAAAE-s/i__bhkT3I8g/s400/13350_1262690000148_1016650828_824362_7416438_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886814974294962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5v4SfwO7I/AAAAAAAAE_E/IBjWlbAVzKU/s400/13350_1262690720166_1016650828_824380_6508377_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886808148405522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5v35EVbRI/AAAAAAAAE-0/GPfPFOYUTGY/s400/13350_1262690520161_1016650828_824375_6686288_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James damn vain. Luvs to camwhore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886301392305682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vaZQQ_hI/AAAAAAAAE-c/tQOdsi4DN6U/s400/13350_1262689800143_1016650828_824358_6826879_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weifeng and me. ( AKA Show Luo. MWAHAHAHHAHAHA. )&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886296611161842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vaHcWhvI/AAAAAAAAE-U/6kmBY-vu0Rg/s400/13350_1262689600138_1016650828_824353_4503076_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO JAMES STOP IT LAH. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uqhlz09I/AAAAAAAAE88/puVz3CKyvTY/s1600-h/13041_192744192927_648117927_2950786_2460530_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885478996431826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uqhlz09I/AAAAAAAAE88/puVz3CKyvTY/s400/13041_192744192927_648117927_2950786_2460530_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886303591844066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5vahcrSOI/AAAAAAAAE-k/qtxh7EUhYUc/s400/13350_1262689880145_1016650828_824360_2523245_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO JAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uXyUQ1tI/AAAAAAAAE8s/LndFzuqfGgQ/s1600-h/13041_192744152927_648117927_2950781_2905187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885157068723922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uXyUQ1tI/AAAAAAAAE8s/LndFzuqfGgQ/s400/13041_192744152927_648117927_2950781_2905187_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885154063179218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uXnHr3dI/AAAAAAAAE8k/e0hSQdR49gs/s400/13041_192744122927_648117927_2950777_7590287_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885473492809234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5uqNFpNhI/AAAAAAAAE80/GaSgvn6uUjo/s400/13041_192744187927_648117927_2950785_2352095_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think you guys all know whose finger is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;Today signed up for group tuition at Mavis, rivervale plaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WITH FAZLIN! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mwahahah sure wont sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope can pass my math lor. ):&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;/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/4428294635414795186-2257407714092042891?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2257407714092042891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2257407714092042891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2257407714092042891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2257407714092042891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/3e.html' title='3e'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sx5wVmDETgI/AAAAAAAAE_c/CPIYWNi3dcM/s72-c/13350_1262690880170_1016650828_824383_5107339_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8381934522457599819</id><published>2009-12-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:26:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half of 3e</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that part of the class is not really co-operating. Now the weather's not playing along as well. Why? Ohyeah shoulda known its DECEMBER. RAINY MONTH. But still! A STORM'S A LITTLE TOO DRAMA EH. I checked the weather forecasts. Mostly likely storm. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pit's been booked and all. Thank God the food's not prepared cause it's bought on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Let's just pray that tmr will be fine!!!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok what. Why should I worry so much. I'm not the organiser! Cherrin is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8381934522457599819?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8381934522457599819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8381934522457599819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8381934522457599819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8381934522457599819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/half-of-3e.html' title='Half of 3e'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-6018310503369009982</id><published>2009-12-05T23:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:13:15.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 15th birthday Cherrin Lau (:'/><title type='text'>5th dec 2009</title><content type='html'>HI IM BACK. :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Very sad news. ALL my fishes died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tragic. I know. Maybe i should abort the idea of having pets. Renee was right. If i had a hamster it probably would have led a tragic life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa says that he's gonna buy ANOTHER fish for me. Nice right. 8D But im not sure if i want it anymore. Cause you know. Why should i buy it and in the end watch it die? I rather it goes to somewhere else and live safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT ANYWAY. I'm going to post photos on my birthday! Just a few. Cause i still have incoming prezzies riggghhhhhhhhhhhhht. ;D HEHEH. From Yen&amp;amp;AhLee, and Loony. :P Kai and Renee!!!! YOURS LEH. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778869528649602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqANYE4X4I/AAAAAAAAE70/PVc4efyamWw/s400/Photo2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPA BOUGHT THIS FOR MEEEEE! 8D HOTPINK HEADPHONES. WOOHOO!!! Same as Yen though. But she told me she dsn't mind. 8D LUV U BABE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778866478910114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqANMtxCqI/AAAAAAAAE7s/noi0SwezB6k/s400/Photo2504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mama's Kueh Pai-Ti is HEAVEN. DAMN DELICIOUS OK. :D EVERYTHING HOMEMADE!! INCLUDING THE BISCUIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778857165856818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqAMqBXIDI/AAAAAAAAE7k/8o8od6yGX9E/s400/Photo2505.jpg" border="0" /&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778879334140066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqAN8msSKI/AAAAAAAAE78/Z17Q4RVgXbQ/s400/Photo2536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can totally see from the background that my papa loves fishes k. He has like 3 tanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh my goldfishes i'll miss u guys. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778883627295218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqAOMmQofI/AAAAAAAAE8E/DeGnJ_idWHo/s400/Photo2527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 10 more min till my birthday is over. ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday is my favourite day of the year ok!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know it sounds ironic. But still. All the cake, candle, presents, MONEY!! LOL. Who don't like?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you guys SOSOSOSO MUCH FOR THE HAPPY BIRTHDAY WISHES!!!! :D I feel damn guilty lah!!!!!!!! I sometimes can't even remember some of yours, and you guys always wish me on mine. )x I'LL BUY A CALENDAR AND TAKE NOTE K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid memory. No wonder can't remember math formulas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i have to wait till next year i guess. ): I'LL MISS YOU DECEMBER THE 5TH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEE YOU NEXT YEAR OK . )));&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry i'm abit sentimental. Every year like that one. Drama me. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU PAPA AND MAMA. PAPA, THANKS FOR THE MANGO ICE-CREAM CAKE. I LOVE IT. :D AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE PRESENT K. I LOVE THE HEADPHONES!! AND THANKS SOSOSO MUCH FOR KEEP GETTING ME FISHES. LOL. AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME PLAY A LITTLE TAITI ALTHOUGH IM NOT GOOD AT IT AND MADE U LOSE 25BUCKS. O.O THANK YOU PAPA I LOVE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;AND MAMA THANK YOU SOSOSOSO MUCH TOO. YOU'VE DONE SO MUCH FOR ME. THE KITCHEN WORK, THE COOKING, THE PLANNING, THE WASHING, THE TIDYING, ALL YOU'VE DOEN FOR ME JUST FOR MY BIRTHDAY. THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR EFFORTS JUST FOR ME. THANK YOU MAMA I LOVE YOU. (:&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;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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Cherrin Lau. No more excuses this time. You're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 15. Now get that ass off your computer chair, wear your stupid spectacles, take out your math homework, and start thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter and less-depresing tone..&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;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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR 7TH DECEMBER. 3E BBQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have 200bucks on hand. So yeah, screw the pit. Maybe we need a furnace to cook our food in. &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&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;(Updated )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Okay why am i crying now. Why. It's just a birthday. I think it's Rene's birthday message. Hers arrived latest cause she say match her present. HAHAHAHA. Thanks Biatch! And yeah i really hope i can be that filial daughter i've always wanted to be after today towards my parents like what she said. Don't wanna be a disappointment anymore. &lt;em&gt;15.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Hmm. The second hand just reached "12". Birthday's over. (: Ciao everyone!&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/4428294635414795186-6018310503369009982?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/6018310503369009982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=6018310503369009982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6018310503369009982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/6018310503369009982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/5th-dec-2009.html' title='5th dec 2009'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxqANYE4X4I/AAAAAAAAE70/PVc4efyamWw/s72-c/Photo2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3133863961613685843</id><published>2009-12-05T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:12:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxnrm7q6DqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/dNo3v7XelrA/s1600-h/HappyBirthday62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411615481347575458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxnrm7q6DqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/dNo3v7XelrA/s400/HappyBirthday62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKEH HAI IM BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an official 15 year old girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOD. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, 15 brings a little devastating news. ( Yep i can totally see that next year will be a smooth one. -.- )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Princess and Castle died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think it's the water or something. now trying desperately to save C.C. Papa coming home soon to save my lil fish. ): C.C. DONT DIE OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway. Yeah 15. Hmm...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope its gonna be good? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THANKS FOR ALLLLL THE WISHES OK DARLINGS! THANK YOU SO MUCH. Via MSN, SMS, facebook or my blog. THANK YOU!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And EVEN MORE thanks to those who told me personally! First one to wish me is : CHRISMINIE. This cute girl Wished me yesterday. HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashikin : Thank you so much babe!!!!!!!!!!! I'm damn touched ok! :D She came right up to my house and gave me a hug and presents. Thank you so much. (: She got lost too! Walked all the way from sengkang to my house in punggol. She saw Loony on the way( THANK GOD ) and Loony gave her directions. THANK YOU HON!!!!!! :D I love the card. AND ECLAIR!!!!!! OMG. FAV ALL TIME. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh relatives and family coming later on. Blog tmr i guess! Stay tune to my twitters. Love you guys so much. CIAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG IM 15!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3133863961613685843?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3133863961613685843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3133863961613685843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3133863961613685843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3133863961613685843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxnrm7q6DqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/dNo3v7XelrA/s72-c/HappyBirthday62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5836254269847228107</id><published>2009-12-05T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:44:19.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>Okeh. I know its 12AM already. But i'm gonna pretend it's not, ok? :)&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;I wanna post, for the last few minutes as a 14 year old girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year had been really fun. And weird. And strange. And surprising. Things happened. But oh well. I'm happy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i'm 14,&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0yxeiZ7I/AAAAAAAAE6c/vDM26goQTKk/s1600-h/Photo2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411414474141886386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0yxeiZ7I/AAAAAAAAE6c/vDM26goQTKk/s400/Photo2110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my 2nd piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0x2tbWhI/AAAAAAAAE6M/MVDJj4ZYBu4/s1600-h/Photo2404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411414458366646802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0x2tbWhI/AAAAAAAAE6M/MVDJj4ZYBu4/s400/Photo2404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Became this caring principal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chopped off my hair by unwillingly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my awesomax friends with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411414465276424162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0yQc2L-I/AAAAAAAAE6U/lDs89ad_FxU/s400/Photo1703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Biatches. Kai and Renee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411414812974596130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk1GfujQCI/AAAAAAAAE6s/c6rJjJ9WRHA/s400/Photo2452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Loon. KarenLow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411413234861911282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzqozKrPI/AAAAAAAAE50/FxbV0tVqFlE/s400/DSC05576.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The TYMs. Yen and Ah Lee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little new found friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411416579529787250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk2tUqIR3I/AAAAAAAAE60/iyRl6P1RKe4/s400/3a8e84de130b581b_DSC_0601_preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng i just wanna say thank you so much, for helping me with my math. I know i still suck at it, and although you got pissed with me sometimes, you never gave up on me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411416589723360082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk2t6od21I/AAAAAAAAE68/npuJIUkTjo4/s400/Photo2226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, ( Camwhoring buddy. HAHAH. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzrPeQnbI/AAAAAAAAE58/Mz3YRsRRbuw/s1600-h/Photo1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411413245243202994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzrPeQnbI/AAAAAAAAE58/Mz3YRsRRbuw/s400/Photo1651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fazlin and Ashikin. ( Makes me laugh so damn hard these 2. Listeners too. (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa and Mama, thanks for putting up with me for all these years. I know you guys love me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzqGH6m0I/AAAAAAAAE5s/TMsPHmJJhcs/s1600-h/Photo1398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411413225553697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzqGH6m0I/AAAAAAAAE5s/TMsPHmJJhcs/s400/Photo1398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I got landed up with A-Math, my greatest fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzpvbHmGI/AAAAAAAAE5k/ZMIecWdwOCc/s1600-h/47926a46ceb59a47_DSC_1035.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411413219460225122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzpvbHmGI/AAAAAAAAE5k/ZMIecWdwOCc/s400/47926a46ceb59a47_DSC_1035.preview.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And i got landed in this class. I'd never ever hope for a better class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411414478567609362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0zB9tlBI/AAAAAAAAE6k/47YSLH5k7Ws/s400/Photo1733.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I still can't do jumpshots properly.&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;br /&gt;But oh well. This little girl had grown up, hadn't she? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzpFZpKlI/AAAAAAAAE5c/lANVXWT2oyI/s1600-h/Photo2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411413208179747410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxkzpFZpKlI/AAAAAAAAE5c/lANVXWT2oyI/s400/Photo2500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bro and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411417847670998194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk33I2jhLI/AAAAAAAAE7M/-COp0UZD72I/s400/Photo1391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411417851473419842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk33XBH3kI/AAAAAAAAE7U/ePPNbr875N0/s400/Photo2406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411417841285859506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk32xEOCLI/AAAAAAAAE7E/UJ67NO7JtO4/s400/13041_181565727927_648117927_2861165_179130_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah maybe not completely grown up.&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;But still.&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M FINALLY &lt;em&gt;FIFTEEN&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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;Damn it! &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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another candle on the icing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, 15 is like, 1 year away from 16. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That means, 15 is actually my lastlast year of actually still having the chance to be kiddy and childish and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DON'T WANNA GROW UP. )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. World. Watch out. I'm &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to let off my 15th and last kiddy year so easily. I'll go wild. Beware. 8D&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5836254269847228107?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5836254269847228107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5836254269847228107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5836254269847228107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5836254269847228107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sxk0yxeiZ7I/AAAAAAAAE6c/vDM26goQTKk/s72-c/Photo2110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3758967727004191411</id><published>2009-12-04T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:12:37.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bbq time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiZsiqQu4I/AAAAAAAAE5U/dAznLurbcjA/s1600-h/47926a46ceb59a47_DSC_1035.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411243942783007618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiZsiqQu4I/AAAAAAAAE5U/dAznLurbcjA/s400/47926a46ceb59a47_DSC_1035.preview.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW DARLINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7TH DECEMBER, 4PM MEET AT DOWNTOWN EAST, CHEERS. PLEASE REMEMBER TO BRING YOUR 10 DOLLARS IF NOT WE CAN ALL STARVE. LUVXZXZ.&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/4428294635414795186-3758967727004191411?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3758967727004191411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3758967727004191411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3758967727004191411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3758967727004191411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/btw-darlings.html' title='Bbq time'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiZsiqQu4I/AAAAAAAAE5U/dAznLurbcjA/s72-c/47926a46ceb59a47_DSC_1035.preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8003692083459863433</id><published>2009-12-04T11:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:06:05.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if it hurts me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411231772565534818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiOoJETeGI/AAAAAAAAE48/emEltCwxsqY/s400/Photo2501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TA-DAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa got me my goldfishes! :)&lt;br /&gt;Decided to still keep Castle and Baby at first. But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THE GOLDFISHES ATE BABY.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE IT'S GONE!!!!!!!!! I CAN ONLY SEE CASTLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaked and asked papa if goldfishes eat tiny fishes.&lt;br /&gt;Papa said " Yeah. Goldfishes are one of the greediest fishes existing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like. -.-!!!!!!!!!!! THEY ATE A FISH LEH OMG. NOOOO. BABY. ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh anyway my 2 goldfishes right. I wanna name them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to name one of them Princess. Cause this lil fish keeps snatching th food. Somemore compared to the other goldfish, she's tinier. But the bigger one don't dare snatch from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO damn princess ok. Maybe calling the bigger one "SmallBalls".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kidding. Decided to call the bigger one "C.C".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause he's so gay and scared of Princess. And also, "C" is the initial of mua name. 8D&lt;/p&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiOopFpCQI/AAAAAAAAE5E/xms3xfqUcwU/s1600-h/Photo2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411231781161076994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiOopFpCQI/AAAAAAAAE5E/xms3xfqUcwU/s400/Photo2502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna get a better camera. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNiQvLj8I/AAAAAAAAE40/r9pXijiWB5A/s1600-h/Photo2503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411230572033576898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNiQvLj8I/AAAAAAAAE40/r9pXijiWB5A/s400/Photo2503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The one of the left is C.C and the one on th right is Princess. That speck on th top is Castle. WAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywaysk, i wanna post photos on th time where me and Loony went out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNh0Ba4iI/AAAAAAAAE4s/W33PxrTvmCM/s1600-h/Photo2465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411230564325450274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNh0Ba4iI/AAAAAAAAE4s/W33PxrTvmCM/s400/Photo2465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHE GOT ME THIS!!!!!! STITCH HAIRBAND FROM TAIWAN. CUTE RIGHT. GOT EARS SOME MOORRRRRRRRRRRRE. 8D THANKS LOONY. SMUAHSMUAH. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411227473847180066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiKt7F-2yI/AAAAAAAAE2c/iitoIB6oSUA/s400/Photo2426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNhgyaQxI/AAAAAAAAE4k/jp1xWbtNMb0/s1600-h/Photo2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411230559162221330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNhgyaQxI/AAAAAAAAE4k/jp1xWbtNMb0/s400/Photo2461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNhKzwAhI/AAAAAAAAE4c/lPQ8N7BRNC8/s1600-h/Photo2460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411230553262260754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNhKzwAhI/AAAAAAAAE4c/lPQ8N7BRNC8/s400/Photo2460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNg9VsDTI/AAAAAAAAE4U/8Z6Sz4WHwoA/s1600-h/Photo2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411230549646511410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiNg9VsDTI/AAAAAAAAE4U/8Z6Sz4WHwoA/s400/Photo2458.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/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMslGdWKI/AAAAAAAAE4M/hRDbTXNYGO8/s1600-h/Photo2455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229649786984610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMslGdWKI/AAAAAAAAE4M/hRDbTXNYGO8/s400/Photo2455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMsT0mf1I/AAAAAAAAE4E/3z2-75nihPQ/s1600-h/Photo2453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229645148684114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMsT0mf1I/AAAAAAAAE4E/3z2-75nihPQ/s400/Photo2453.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/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMr16ovCI/AAAAAAAAE38/-RTyAXpT6kU/s1600-h/Photo2452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229637120932898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMr16ovCI/AAAAAAAAE38/-RTyAXpT6kU/s400/Photo2452.jpg" 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/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMrXWrf6I/AAAAAAAAE30/TzmbH3M0mx0/s1600-h/Photo2451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229628917055394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMrXWrf6I/AAAAAAAAE30/TzmbH3M0mx0/s400/Photo2451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMrG_urtI/AAAAAAAAE3s/tjvZUffiyOI/s1600-h/Photo2448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229624525827794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiMrG_urtI/AAAAAAAAE3s/tjvZUffiyOI/s400/Photo2448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kai is going to be sooooooooooooooooooooooooo jealous when she sees this ok. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLsPGMcFI/AAAAAAAAE3k/elmC44WeImE/s1600-h/Photo2447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228544368668754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLsPGMcFI/AAAAAAAAE3k/elmC44WeImE/s400/Photo2447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EDWARD AND BELLA ARE HOT. In the movies and posters only though. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLr_fh-EI/AAAAAAAAE3c/Q57dpsAuyok/s1600-h/Photo2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228540179970114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLr_fh-EI/AAAAAAAAE3c/Q57dpsAuyok/s400/Photo2446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ULTRA GORGE CHRISTMAS TREE IN NGEE ANN CITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLrR2_jaI/AAAAAAAAE3U/mn_PwmD4p5Q/s1600-h/Photo2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228527930346914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLrR2_jaI/AAAAAAAAE3U/mn_PwmD4p5Q/s400/Photo2445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So damn tall lah the tree. only took the bottom part. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLrGDDKOI/AAAAAAAAE3M/ItQ0xVj2hrM/s1600-h/Photo2443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228524759689442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLrGDDKOI/AAAAAAAAE3M/ItQ0xVj2hrM/s400/Photo2443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ULTRA HUGE LV SUITCASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLqn0xy6I/AAAAAAAAE3E/wdDGrrcEJEY/s1600-h/Photo2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228516646767522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiLqn0xy6I/AAAAAAAAE3E/wdDGrrcEJEY/s400/Photo2441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zixian's gonna be soooo jealous. HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411241708710579650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiXqgF4zcI/AAAAAAAAE5M/ceyBtcDqaDQ/s400/Warning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiKvsbvPCI/AAAAAAAAE28/S94k-e-V8AQ/s1600-h/Photo2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8003692083459863433?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8003692083459863433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8003692083459863433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8003692083459863433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8003692083459863433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-what-if-it-hurts-me.html' title='So what if it hurts me'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxiOoJETeGI/AAAAAAAAE48/emEltCwxsqY/s72-c/Photo2501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8838720492505634405</id><published>2009-12-01T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:40:33.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glam eyelid</title><content type='html'>Okeh. SO, that stupid swell inside my eyelids is causing me to have one side single eyelid. Glamorous isn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what dear December gave me as a present. -.- IT'S THE START OF A WHOLE FABULOUS MONTH AND I HAVE A SWOLLEN EYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND BLOODY HELL ITS 2 HOURS BEFORE I GO AND WATCH BEAUTY AND THE BEAST PLAY WITH DRAMALITES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *SCREAMS LIKE SOME MADCOW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyeliner is of cause my current lifesaver. But i have to apply a hell lot THEN it will look natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bastard swell better &lt;em&gt;bloody &lt;/em&gt;heal before my class bbq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-8838720492505634405?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8838720492505634405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8838720492505634405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8838720492505634405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8838720492505634405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/12/glam-eyelid.html' title='Glam eyelid'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7816782234225127809</id><published>2009-11-30T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:44:48.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409890596358567522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK1aWttmI/AAAAAAAAE18/Ob9V8SwzGHI/s400/dawson-crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face looks like that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY EYE HURTTTTTTS. YOU KNOW SOMETIMES CAUSE EAT TOO MUCH HEATY STUFF THEN YOUR EYE INSIDE WILL GROW THIS LITTLE BUMP? Like, an eye pimple or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashikin i think you got it before right. IT HURTS. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHH ITS ANNOYING!!!! AND IT BLURS A LITTLE OF MY VISION. Pain pain go away, fuck off and never come again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah tmr going for beauty and the beast play. And my eye looks like a longan. Woohoo! Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409890605003394562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK16jzTgI/AAAAAAAAE2E/_lMRwXQD7Wo/s400/ht_shock_060727_ssv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; DAMNITDAMNITDAMNITDAMNITDAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( And anyway i found these really cute photos via Google. Damn cute! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409890609318002546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK2Koe_3I/AAAAAAAAE2M/hcggo55ymXI/s400/mastiff-walking-toddler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey! You're nearly the same height as the dog! HAHAHAHHA. CUUUTE.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK1Kb5poI/AAAAAAAAE10/TzJdIRDOEbA/s1600/baby-kiss-pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409890592085354114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK1Kb5poI/AAAAAAAAE10/TzJdIRDOEbA/s400/baby-kiss-pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh this is abit gross but still. ITS STILL CUTE. And the pig is like smiling as though it's enjoying it. The kid looks like he liked it too. -.-&lt;br /&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/4428294635414795186-7816782234225127809?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7816782234225127809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7816782234225127809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7816782234225127809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7816782234225127809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/longan.html' title='Longan'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxPK1aWttmI/AAAAAAAAE18/Ob9V8SwzGHI/s72-c/dawson-crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5602835572116043552</id><published>2009-11-29T21:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:30:53.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakin Supah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxJyzZiEPmI/AAAAAAAAE1s/QOLnPWhkvzI/s1600/WOOHOO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409512329778052706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxJyzZiEPmI/AAAAAAAAE1s/QOLnPWhkvzI/s400/WOOHOO.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKEH I REALLY REALLY REAAAAAAAAAAALLY WANNA BLOG ABOUT THE SUNWAY LAGOON TRIP OKAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;BUT I HAVENT GOT ALL TH PHOTOS FROM JASMINE! Too many alrdy. HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somemore recently she feeling unwell. GET WELL SOON OKEH. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today met up with Loony again. Went to downtown east and check the food for 3e's bbq. EVERYTHING'S FINE OKEH. We can buy straight on that day! WOOHOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Bought this damn cute biiiiiiigggggg Stitch bag also. GIGANTIC. Love it love it!!&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;After that went to compasspoint and met Denzel cause he giving me his textbooks cause he graduating liao. THANKS THANKS THANKS SO MUCH AH!!!!! :D ( No need spend money. HEHEHE. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And anyway i bought white nail polish today. And it turned out not very nice for mah nails! ): I think nails not long enough.&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;And my hotpink nail polish is too dark. So guess what i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mixed them together and got a very nice pastel pink!!!!!!!&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love the colour now please. CherrIntelligent. MWAHAHAHAHHA. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;And please do listen to the song and watch the music video " Happy " by Leona Lewis. Its really very sad! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;Upcoming events for CherrinLauPeiYi :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;1st December ; Beauty And The Beast play @ this place where i forgot the name. DAMN EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!! 8D&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd December ; Meeting my darlings Yen and Ah lee for studying. FINALLY. MOTIVATION TO DO HOMEWORK. &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd December ; Drama!&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th December ; 3E'S BBQ. WOOHOO. DAMN EXCITED TOOOOOOO.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th December ; Drama! And Senior's farewell partehhhhhhhh! :D:D:D&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th December ; Performance at Singapore Conference Hall. ;)&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th December ; Singapore Flyer here i come honneh! WOOHOO. 38bucks only, include dinner and the duck-boat ride somemore. ( The one can go both land and sea one. ) My mother's friend got some member thing.&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;25th December ; CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PARTY AT COUSIN'S HOUSE. WOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;Cherrin's a busy girl, ain't she? You can't blame her if she can't complete her homework, can you? ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5602835572116043552?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5602835572116043552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5602835572116043552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5602835572116043552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5602835572116043552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/fakin-supah.html' title='Fakin Supah'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxJyzZiEPmI/AAAAAAAAE1s/QOLnPWhkvzI/s72-c/WOOHOO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-4483246509490865123</id><published>2009-11-29T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:48:59.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AH RENE WHEN YOU COMING BACK. MALLS ARE CALLING FOR US LEH U ASS. COME BACK SOOOOOON. ))):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw this is random but i like th name Renee. ( Pronnounced as Ruh-nay. I think inspired from Breaking Dawn. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh since no one that i know is named Renee, i shall call Serene Renee!!&lt;br /&gt;What. Her last 4 letters is Rene right. Plus one more "e" only mah. Same lah. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I HAVE A FRIEND NAMED RENEE. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Khor Renee. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-4483246509490865123?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/4483246509490865123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=4483246509490865123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4483246509490865123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/4483246509490865123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/renee.html' title='Renee'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7015190722736386900</id><published>2009-11-28T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:30:22.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>Okeh today im going to post The Drama Post.&lt;br /&gt;Alof of events happened recently. But i shall post this one first! Cos a hell load of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw yesterday i went out with KarenLoonyLow. MWAHAHAHA. Next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drama Post :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh i've learned that to make your blog more interesting, you must always have a good introduction. Its like how essays work. To capture your attention with weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409170753584867362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JDDbqCI/AAAAAAAAEyM/NaNG1fMFkHE/s400/AHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW'S THIS FOR A START?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;( Ashikin confirm laughing like mad now. Zixian saw before liao so she still ok. HAHAHAHA. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we dramalites are doing a play for 18th december as you guys know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm acting as a principal. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aaron's a gang member. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh im not going to arrange the photos in order, but i'll caption them.&lt;br /&gt;Here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9495HhmI/AAAAAAAAE1c/Qis4H915s5g/s1600/znm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172676344776290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9495HhmI/AAAAAAAAE1c/Qis4H915s5g/s400/znm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Zainu! :D Damn cute this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE94gqk97I/AAAAAAAAE1U/HvxHTkJi0WY/s1600/vewgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172668499163058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE94gqk97I/AAAAAAAAE1U/HvxHTkJi0WY/s400/vewgr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sakina drawing Cedric's face. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9dFwy1jI/AAAAAAAAE1E/y21PaacVFmk/s1600/vcxvcx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172197421012530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9dFwy1jI/AAAAAAAAE1E/y21PaacVFmk/s400/vcxvcx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Simon! He acts as the nerd. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cygA9AI/AAAAAAAAE08/Toos9ajtU60/s1600/svr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172192250360834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cygA9AI/AAAAAAAAE08/Toos9ajtU60/s400/svr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ZARINAR! GOTCHA. HHAHAHA. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cjtXiBI/AAAAAAAAE00/HCxIyM8kUvI/s1600/sgfrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172188279834642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cjtXiBI/AAAAAAAAE00/HCxIyM8kUvI/s400/sgfrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People molesting/spiking Aaron's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cc27ZNI/AAAAAAAAE0s/dAAT_4E3M7I/s1600/sfvf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172186440885458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9cc27ZNI/AAAAAAAAE0s/dAAT_4E3M7I/s400/sfvf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simon laughing liek some mad cow. HAHAHAHAAHHAHAH DAMN CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9b-u9DEI/AAAAAAAAE0k/Ija9tJ3MS4Q/s1600/sdvrgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172178354375746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9b-u9DEI/AAAAAAAAE0k/Ija9tJ3MS4Q/s400/sdvrgr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! AARON LOOKS LIKE A GEISHA. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. LUV U SAKINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9CGn9CTI/AAAAAAAAE0c/jMm_bDnsCCU/s1600/sdfgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171733795899698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9CGn9CTI/AAAAAAAAE0c/jMm_bDnsCCU/s400/sdfgr.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/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9B-GpD7I/AAAAAAAAE0U/JfSdA1H5b5E/s1600/rgdesfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171731508694962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9B-GpD7I/AAAAAAAAE0U/JfSdA1H5b5E/s400/rgdesfc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zarinar and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BjcdPwI/AAAAAAAAE0M/3x1t4TKjCV4/s1600/rfgrfgsdfrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171724352438018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BjcdPwI/AAAAAAAAE0M/3x1t4TKjCV4/s400/rfgrfgsdfrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie as the bimbotic teacher in the play. Me as the caring principal. LOLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I have to change skirt btw. Too short! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BSR-apI/AAAAAAAAE0E/TZW0PBjLqOI/s1600/izandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171719745071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BSR-apI/AAAAAAAAE0E/TZW0PBjLqOI/s400/izandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Izzatiiii! ( THANKS FOR THE PHOTOS BTW. ALL PHOTOS FROM HER CAMERA. ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BJCb5HI/AAAAAAAAEz8/ZdqFUctF_Ek/s1600/HAHAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171717263975538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE9BJCb5HI/AAAAAAAAEz8/ZdqFUctF_Ek/s400/HAHAHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron's seducing look. HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8zHLMwiI/AAAAAAAAEz0/RRt02T1xiws/s1600/grrgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171476245692962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8zHLMwiI/AAAAAAAAEz0/RRt02T1xiws/s400/grrgr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sakina elated over the fact that Aaron looks geisha-ish. HAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8ynRR4-I/AAAAAAAAEzs/2EXUL6FBWyE/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171467681260514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8ynRR4-I/AAAAAAAAEzs/2EXUL6FBWyE/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zixian helping Zainu to apply lip gloss. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8yX9ecAI/AAAAAAAAEzk/sObyb_WZllE/s1600/fvsdfgs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171463571664898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8yX9ecAI/AAAAAAAAEzk/sObyb_WZllE/s400/fvsdfgs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric being ultra happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8xwMv3xI/AAAAAAAAEzc/P94CF_CoXuY/s1600/fsvf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171452898303762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8xwMv3xI/AAAAAAAAEzc/P94CF_CoXuY/s400/fsvf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valerie the ultra bimbotic teacher. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8xWIkt3I/AAAAAAAAEzU/AMlx3k4LYks/s1600/fdgdfggfr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171445901473650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8xWIkt3I/AAAAAAAAEzU/AMlx3k4LYks/s400/fdgdfggfr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Izzati and me! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8cGY959I/AAAAAAAAEzM/xHorQhKkAv8/s1600/fdgdfgfdg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171080898013138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8cGY959I/AAAAAAAAEzM/xHorQhKkAv8/s400/fdgdfgfdg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girlxzxzxzx. I look abit man here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8b5MxseI/AAAAAAAAEzE/Q8Ju3tnNq6g/s1600/efeswfef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171077357220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8b5MxseI/AAAAAAAAEzE/Q8Ju3tnNq6g/s400/efeswfef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zixian trying very hard not to laugh while helping Aaron to make-up and Aaron looking very worried for his lips and me looking traumatized at his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8bsbHFmI/AAAAAAAAEy8/mhE8UD90a2U/s1600/dsvgrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171073927681634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8bsbHFmI/AAAAAAAAEy8/mhE8UD90a2U/s400/dsvgrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Sakina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8beSIn4I/AAAAAAAAEy0/jiZyXxNqDNo/s1600/dsfgvrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171070131937154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8beSIn4I/AAAAAAAAEy0/jiZyXxNqDNo/s400/dsfgvrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ng helping us to make-up. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8bHo8z5I/AAAAAAAAEys/IrnXGpFY3gE/s1600/dsffg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409171064053616530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8bHo8z5I/AAAAAAAAEys/IrnXGpFY3gE/s400/dsffg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron's hair all up. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JrpeLfI/AAAAAAAAEyc/dOjqJcqwShM/s1600/dfgfgdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409170764481834482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JrpeLfI/AAAAAAAAEyc/dOjqJcqwShM/s400/dfgfgdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AH LEE AND MEEEEEEEEE. 8D&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JeSyp0I/AAAAAAAAEyU/UxcCboFkmpM/s1600/ahhsdh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409170760897046338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JeSyp0I/AAAAAAAAEyU/UxcCboFkmpM/s400/ahhsdh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zainu and me! God now that i have heels on i look ultra more taller than her. -.-&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;br /&gt;Yeah i thought that we all should have a nice ending too.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8Ixe17bI/AAAAAAAAEyE/CX4mG9Y74CI/s1600/Aandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409170748867997106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8Ixe17bI/AAAAAAAAEyE/CX4mG9Y74CI/s400/Aandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA Aaron nice hair. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-7015190722736386900?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/7015190722736386900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=7015190722736386900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7015190722736386900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/7015190722736386900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SxE8JDDbqCI/AAAAAAAAEyM/NaNG1fMFkHE/s72-c/AHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-8840540868417020357</id><published>2009-11-26T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:37:25.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435060304358306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCEA1q6I/AAAAAAAAExs/IvVdYUB-OhA/s400/Photo2420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man those rain droplets were HUGE. Thats why i took a picture of it. So nice!! From my point of view the rain looked fake just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone's cam is 5megapix. And if it can even take pictures of raindrops, it proves that the drops are freakin huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435053371681842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fBqL9bDI/AAAAAAAAExk/ZGtfC1YGfLA/s400/Photo2417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pencil case Geraldine got me. CUTE OR CUTE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yep a few days ago i met up with Biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435049268550530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fBa5sm4I/AAAAAAAAExc/0iZx5mJ5_0I/s400/Photo2365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.1 Biatch. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCtEzygI/AAAAAAAAEx8/BFmBZFHWYr4/s1600/Photo2362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435071326865922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCtEzygI/AAAAAAAAEx8/BFmBZFHWYr4/s400/Photo2362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCbFzHyI/AAAAAAAAEx0/zKwaGOP5b-Y/s1600/Photo2366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435066499178274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCbFzHyI/AAAAAAAAEx0/zKwaGOP5b-Y/s400/Photo2366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XnjfOsEI/AAAAAAAAExU/KvOOxLA8dMk/s1600/Photo2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408426908315463746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XnjfOsEI/AAAAAAAAExU/KvOOxLA8dMk/s400/Photo2363.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/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XnQToKoI/AAAAAAAAExM/4F8ckZ69ISs/s1600/Photo2360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408426903166528130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XnQToKoI/AAAAAAAAExM/4F8ckZ69ISs/s400/Photo2360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kai and her hubby. &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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6Xm2luXkI/AAAAAAAAExE/5peyUwPw-z0/s1600/Photo2361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408426896263110210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6Xm2luXkI/AAAAAAAAExE/5peyUwPw-z0/s400/Photo2361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me stealing Kai's hubby. ( HE TOTALLY PREFERS ME. RIGHT RONALDY SWEETIE PIEX? 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh lah joke. i dnt wanna steal him. He freaked me out when i was 5/6. ( Ask Karen why. )&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;Sunway Lagoon photos up soon. Have to get from Jas and Faz. 700 photos together mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was freakin fun at Sunway Lagoon! 8D A crazy time we had together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; crazy time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408426877596392610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XlxDO3KI/AAAAAAAAEw0/s3s6IyC3WoU/s400/tumblr_ktfzkiGrah1qzdc0i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah i think you get the idea.&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;Drama. &lt;div&gt;Photos will be up soon as Izzati send me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my role in the upcoming concert : A Principal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XmRYKJfI/AAAAAAAAEw8/l6uFM8Y4gdM/s1600/Photo2404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408426886274098674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6XmRYKJfI/AAAAAAAAEw8/l6uFM8Y4gdM/s400/Photo2404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironic. The exact opposite of my role in reality. ;)&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/4428294635414795186-8840540868417020357?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/8840540868417020357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=8840540868417020357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8840540868417020357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/8840540868417020357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/pixies.html' title='Pixies.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw6fCEA1q6I/AAAAAAAAExs/IvVdYUB-OhA/s72-c/Photo2420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3512090888579175053</id><published>2009-11-26T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:50:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>235. Thank You God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26th november, 2009, My home ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I sat in front of the computer, nervous. I had a nightmare last night. I dreamt that my brother got 211, even lower than me. I cried in my dream. I woke up crying too. Morning arrives. Brother showered and rushed down to his school to get his PSLE results. 12.20pm, he came back. &lt;strong&gt;'235!! All As, Math A*!&lt;/strong&gt; ' he told me. I was elated. Few minutes later i was like '-.- A* for math? Am i really his sister?!' He called papa and mama. They were so happy with his results. We all are. I planned a few schools for him. Nan Chiau, Haising, Holy Innocents. I want him to get the best. i dont want him to be like me. 235. Good. Same results as KarenLow's PSLE back then. Phew. Confirm good future. I'm going to make sure he gets into the best school. I don't want history to repeat."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3512090888579175053?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3512090888579175053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3512090888579175053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3512090888579175053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3512090888579175053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/235-thank-you-god.html' title='235. Thank You God.'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3211447336083039724</id><published>2009-11-26T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:45:23.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother's PSLE</title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE GOT ME A STITCH PENCIL CASE FROM TAIWAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK LUV YOU MUAH MUAH. :D Ultra cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother went school to collect PSLE results already.&lt;br /&gt;Its 20 more min before the results are released.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed hard for him at night. Please please, let him get extremely good results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3211447336083039724?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3211447336083039724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3211447336083039724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3211447336083039724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3211447336083039724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/omgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg.html' title='Brother&apos;s PSLE'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-3509953968357641404</id><published>2009-11-25T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:41:50.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m crying as i thought of the past. Why?'/><title type='text'>I'm so sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw1ZZwHLkII/AAAAAAAAEwc/IHalGHhEae4/s1600/small-cottage-sips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw1ZZwHLkII/AAAAAAAAEwc/IHalGHhEae4/s400/small-cottage-sips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408077026488455298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would really love to live here someday.&lt;/span&gt; A cottage. Just a small one will do. Surrounded by fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It looks peaceful. Away from social life, away from pollutions, away from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that pretty tree at the right? I'll tie a swing to it. And that, would be my little piece of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw1ZaNgl70I/AAAAAAAAEwk/xu4U9yUg1GE/s1600/A-Cottage-By-A-Duck-Pond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw1ZaNgl70I/AAAAAAAAEwk/xu4U9yUg1GE/s400/A-Cottage-By-A-Duck-Pond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408077034379669314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for Drama rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Pix up soon. All in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Izzati's&lt;/span&gt; camera. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; stopped teaching us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alrdy&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for all the hard work you've put in! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. I just wanna say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BLOODY HELL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; SO FUCKING LAZY I WANNA START ON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HOMEWORKKKKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang's going to murder me. Not one essay done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; results &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; scared. I'm not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want him to follow my footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be arrogant or proud here or whatsoever, but i dare say that i didn't use to be this stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was average-brained, and i have good results. So good that i got too proud and stopped studying. I have no idea how i got past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, its hard to get back on track cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; stuck with this personality, with this mindset. I know that no matter how hard i work now, it would never be great cause all the foundation's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know that the only hope left in my family now is my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's fucking smart i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how things turned out. We used to be the opposite last time ; I was the smarter one in school, while my brother's not that well. I was stronger, and rarely falls sick. He's the weak one, always getting flu and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family held more hope for me cause they knew that i could make it. Back then my parents didn't really paid much attention in my studies, because i was doing so well, and they have no worries towards me. But in the end i ruined it for myself cause i got too confident. If i had studied before PSLE.. Who knows where would i end up in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's right. I didn't even bother to study before PSLE. Partying all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God so much that my brother's not like me. He works hard. Not a lazy asshole bum like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when i first recieved my PSLE cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006, Edgefield primary school ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I walked up to the table. The teacher passed me a piece of paper. I looked. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;216&lt;/span&gt;! 2 As, 2 Bs. i was elated. Happy. I ran to tell my friends. 'I PASSED MY MATH AND SCIENCE!!' i remembered squealing to my friends. I can't believe that i passed. Science paper was tough. Yet i got a B. Not bad. I quickly rushed home. I felt so happy. I knew ma will be proud of me. But when i reached my doorstep, i tried to look calm and disappointed. I've always been strict-looking in front of my family. I rang the bell. Ma opened the door. I walked in. ' How's your results?' i remembered her asking. I showed her the cert. I pretended to be upset with my results. In my mind, i thought that she would be really proud of me because i thought i had done fairly well. But she did not. I could see that she was quite dissapointed. Suddenly, i cried. Because i thought mama would be happy. I was annoyed that she wasn't pleased. I liked my results. Ma saw me crying and thought i cried because i was upset of my results.  She hugged me. 'Its ok' she told me. 'You will do better when you grow up.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't. I'm getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please, i Pray hard tonight, that my brother gets into a great, great secondary school, mix with extremely good and sensible friends right from the start. And not like his sister, who ended up getting too playful, and giving it all up. Please please. My brother's the only chance that can make my parents happy. They can't afford another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; like their oldest daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-3509953968357641404?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/3509953968357641404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=3509953968357641404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3509953968357641404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/3509953968357641404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/shxt-you.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Sw1ZZwHLkII/AAAAAAAAEwc/IHalGHhEae4/s72-c/small-cottage-sips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-5361184367845011286</id><published>2009-11-25T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:25:36.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi My Sweetheart. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA</title><content type='html'>OMG I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okeh, you know the show "Hi my sweetheart"?! By show luo and rainia yang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FUNNY HHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST TRY K!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like laughing my ass out while watching th show. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-5361184367845011286?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/5361184367845011286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=5361184367845011286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5361184367845011286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/5361184367845011286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-my-sweetheart-hahahahahahahahahha.html' title='Hi My Sweetheart. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-2099565258494415437</id><published>2009-11-25T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:37:49.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi My Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>Ugh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Biatch recently introduced me Momo love, which i kinda like and wanna watch. Its not bad, abit boring at the start but its quite funny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn suddenly today Kenny told me that there's this super duper nice show called "Hi My Sweetheart". By Show Luo and Rainia Yang. SO HOW COULD I MISS IT?! SHOW LUO LEH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me its super funny and nice. So i tried watching. Damn he's right. Its fucking nice!! AND NOW I LIKE IT TOO. Stupid pole. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUT AUTUMN'S CONCERTO STILL MY FAV OK YAYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428294635414795186-2099565258494415437?l=x-neurotic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/feeds/2099565258494415437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428294635414795186&amp;postID=2099565258494415437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2099565258494415437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428294635414795186/posts/default/2099565258494415437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-neurotic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-my-sweetheart.html' title='Hi My Sweetheart'/><author><name>Cherrin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07314346216641247813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428294635414795186.post-7001819990454431085</id><published>2009-11-24T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:06:36.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot guys</title><content type='html'>Today im going to have a talk about hot guys from different taiwan dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;strong&gt;Show Luo&lt;/strong&gt; from the drama : Hi my sweetheart&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679025202211554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SwvvbByCKuI/AAAAAAAAEvk/G5UAtChTRGo/s400/12_WT3i7l5znIjv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok he looks very turn-off here but read on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679039417818658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/Swvvb2vTHiI/AAAAAAAAEv0/L_ZlLhNc1uM/s400/luo-zhi-xiang-0739_wallpaper01_wallcoo.com.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy here is that guy up there. Its just that the first picture is because he's in the show and has to dress like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SwvvcnjV60I/AAAAAAAAEwE/-mpGwJ1PyjY/s1600/Show95Luo95Zhi95Xiang95aka95Xiao95Zhu-200901292058572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679052521007938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SwvvcnjV60I/AAAAAAAAEwE/-mpGwJ1PyjY/s400/Show95Luo95Zhi95Xiang95aka95Xiao95Zhu-200901292058572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SwvvccqaTXI/AAAAAAAAEv8/gUv3q7CmO2s/s1600/rainie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679049597865330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amEgrw37lS0/SwvvccqaTXI/AAAAAAAAEv8/gUv3q7CmO2s/s400/rainie.jpg" border
