<?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-6567059</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:16:43.927+08:00</updated><category term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>just.like.heaven.</title><subtitle type='html'>wushuppl, the sport, ice, rain, and cio are all which makes my life worth living</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-7561419652481018921</id><published>2010-01-01T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:27:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>p/s. Happy New Year everyone ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7561419652481018921?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7561419652481018921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2010/01/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7561419652481018921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7561419652481018921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2010/01/ps.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-337190336943691895</id><published>2010-01-01T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:26:58.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been so long since i sat down and thought through stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since i met up with my pals and shared a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been forever since i made a new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the year 2010, I promise to try to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn at least 2 new things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bust my ass in school for Law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn Bei Jing opera and strive to perform by Dec 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym and tone up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat less&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share more smiles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frown less&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save money!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more loving and forgiving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more responsible to my parents!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a better friend. Girlfriend. Daughter. Sister.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn through my mistakes which made painful regrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that should be all for now. Love's so confusing. Or is it just companionship?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-337190336943691895?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/337190336943691895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-so-long-since-i-sat-down-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/337190336943691895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/337190336943691895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-so-long-since-i-sat-down-and.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8202617881005342492</id><published>2009-12-15T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:59:19.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe its because time has passed. or maybe its becuase the people around me helped me get stuff foff my mind. its so confusing what i should think or not think. all i know now, is that maybe there's still a place in my heart for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i met them, you were my world. but after that, i learnt to let go. the past feels like its haunting me sometimes, like its the monster in the cabinet, creeping out only when i'm so vulnerable to it. it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metros on saturday was fun. ((: met new friends, old friends, the usual friends. got pised drunk though. HAHA... i had like 7shots and had leg cramps. i was so damn high i dropped my purse and i think my house key fell out. HUR. so had to spend the night at a friend's place. i was so drunk i threw up in his car :$ feel so bad about it, until now even. he had to pull over by the side to let me throw up haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was sweet. anyways, spending the night over in a foreign environment wasn't that bad (unless it was the alcohol acting). woke up and had to rush hom to shower, felt so guilty cuz i had to call jonathan to get my extra set of house keys back HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friend sent me back and waited and sent me to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. felt so horrid the whole day through... i missed him*L* i dont know why, but i did. anyways, nick texted me while at work so we got to talk like after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*L* came by later at night and we talked and watched a movie and talked until we slept. i made breakfast on monday... the same thing happened after mahjong yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either i'm going crazy or what. L's been on my "i miss you" list since sat. he's cute. and sweet. and gentlemenly. and things that u can;t describe with words. but i dont think its gonna work out la. cuz like although he asked me for my number before i went off for work, he doesn't really seem that interested i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can't call/text cuz he owes a huge bill haha. and i added him on fb and msn. so uh, what the hell? do i have to be the one who's so initiative all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont call him after school today, will he call me somehow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not looking for like a rebound guy. i just want to get things off my mind. the way which i go about doing it might not be right, but still. cuddling in bed over a movie at night before we sleep, that what i want in a relationship. not me on fb/msn/whatever and him on foxtel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LYNNT. OMG i have so much to tell you! i miss you girl and thanks for the regular check ins with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*L i miss you already (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8202617881005342492?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8202617881005342492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-its-because-time-has-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8202617881005342492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8202617881005342492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-its-because-time-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8521624814091295605</id><published>2009-12-08T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:49:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know, I still think about you all the time. I still miss you like hell every single minute of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not working or sleeping, all I know how to do is cry. I can't even eat or sleep. Baby, where are you? Please at least pick up my calls or call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的好爱你，你吾感对我得不得？我的世界真的是为你而扰得，就算大家说你不值得，至少我现在还不觉得。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8521624814091295605?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8521624814091295605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-know-i-still-think-about-you-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8521624814091295605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8521624814091295605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-know-i-still-think-about-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4901545523077789904</id><published>2009-12-08T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:57:24.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we broke up on sunday. Been crying my eyeballs out (though its not like you care, right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you've chased almost every single girl i know, thought that my friend looks hot, stare at pretty girls outside your school. I am an idiot afterall. Because even after all these truths told to me, there's still a part of me which misses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you hugs, your kisses, you're "I love you"'s. I miss your voice, your breathe, your hugging me to sleep. I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know, you're not worth it al all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could come screaming at me, saying that I can't be bothered to call you. Ask yourself, did you even want me to? Did you look forward to my calls, like i did for yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically had to pry your mouth open with pliers to hear you say I love you to me. I had to whine for months before you even tried hugging me to sleep. I had to massage you often because you're so tired from driving. I had to cook, clean and do your damned laundry for you cause you hate it. Whatever else I did for you, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my bloody blindness, I owe my mum 4k. I have to owe a year of foxtel. I bought a car for you to drive around. It wasn't a great car, but its still a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you whatever i could. I only wanted you to see my efforts and love me still. I wanted you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i get in return? Lies, Betrayals, What else, I don;t want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin. I loved you with all my heart. I saved on me so you could spend. Even after the 9 months, the nightmares and the memories. Just tell me you loved me, even if it was just a tiny bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you took all my confidence away. You tore me apart. My brain is into pieces, I can't eat, I can't sleep. All i do know is cry over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I know you're not worth it. 黎真系一D都吾值得。但是我的心依旧都好挂住黎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm so stupid. I know you won't ever get to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being torn apart into loving you, hating you and missing you, I don't know what I'll do if I ever see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ever appear in front of me. You know that I can live without you; could you, without me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4901545523077789904?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4901545523077789904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-we-broke-up-on-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4901545523077789904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4901545523077789904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-we-broke-up-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-420259799401628139</id><published>2009-12-06T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:04:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyways, went to Metros last night, two weeks consecutively rocks my socks HAHA. The second week was better though, being so free from the relationship that made me kinda weary. So the second week i had the pleasure of downing three shots :D and a bit more without getting drunk man. hahahaha. Happ&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;ness!  Note the pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yanyan did my hair n makeup. It was kinda fun actually! Being able to be so girly after a long while. Talking about what to wear, when to shop, how things should go. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr there. Heart fluttered. Cheeks blushed. And i was probably so high i wanted to tell him that i had this stupid schoolgirl crush on him. HAHA. Such a loser, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gotta run to work. Already missed the morning shift. Andrew's nice enough though. Makes me feel worse. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-420259799401628139?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/420259799401628139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/anyways-went-to-metros-last-night-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/420259799401628139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/420259799401628139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/anyways-went-to-metros-last-night-two.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-9175321471621372389</id><published>2009-12-06T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:58:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has its ups and downs, its really a roller coaster ride with many different cabins. What happens if the thrill i experienced in a cabin has worn off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in that same cabin for the past eight months has brought me a mixture of emotions. I was happy, anry, sad, filled with anticipation, bored, disapointed, and maybe even a tinge of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the past weeks were confusing. Because i met him. We all met him, and we started talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working two weeks ago, boyfriend left for HK on monday. His absence was very disturbing immediately. I felt alone, miserable, upset. However, he made me feel so much better. joking with and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for the next cabin, but the memories on the last cabin were so much to think about that i don;t knw what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next cabin's perfect, although it may be slightly older, but it seems perfect. Much more perfect than the current one. It looks so happy, likeable, people friendly and it gives us that fuzzy feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i'm in love with someone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-9175321471621372389?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/9175321471621372389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-has-its-ups-and-downs-its-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9175321471621372389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9175321471621372389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-has-its-ups-and-downs-its-really.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-3387236664292018420</id><published>2009-05-28T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:06:33.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so there's been this big hoo-ha with a fellow girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets do some addressing, shall i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fangyu. i didnt see that msg i left on fb, and im sorry that kel went to smash talk you there. but all the FB drama, wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i am pissed, about you planning to move since god knows when; and keeping it from me, and yeah i'm pissed that percy moved in with you to avoid signing the contract. but hey, its 400 a week i'm paying. not you. the difference between 160 and 400 A WEEK is freaking 240 okay? so mum and i quarrelled, and this was one of the shit we were quarelling about. anyway, percy should have told me about how she felt. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, thats out. and no, i still love you, and i dont know how or where this friendship is heading to, but i hop, like in most relationships, that this will only strengthen our love for each other k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i love you (though i sound like a freaking lesbian) but lets just try and settle things face to face next time k babe? i guess miscommunication got in our way. and hell, its a big problem that everyone faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since the exams are near, i guess all i can do is try and patch stuff up after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-3387236664292018420?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3387236664292018420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-theres-been-this-big-hoo-ha-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3387236664292018420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3387236664292018420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-theres-been-this-big-hoo-ha-with.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7866706056241554686</id><published>2009-05-08T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:41:25.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SgMrNdxE6uI/AAAAAAAAA20/8kJOpIixRdc/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333153894065564386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SgMrNdxE6uI/AAAAAAAAA20/8kJOpIixRdc/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i kinda love it when i win these kinda games...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SgMql9wOELI/AAAAAAAAA2s/8FfXIfRjmgw/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha 1 set of flowers n 2 animals, half colour + possible pong of FACAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7866706056241554686?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7866706056241554686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-kinda-love-it-when-i-win-these-kinda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7866706056241554686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7866706056241554686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-kinda-love-it-when-i-win-these-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SgMrNdxE6uI/AAAAAAAAA20/8kJOpIixRdc/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-556165930808703420</id><published>2009-03-30T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:14:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;fredrick lai, i know you've been feeling restless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry i can't help in any way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take good care of yourself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-556165930808703420?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/556165930808703420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/fredrick-lai-i-know-youve-been-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/556165930808703420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/556165930808703420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/fredrick-lai-i-know-youve-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6280308032618695917</id><published>2009-03-28T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:03:02.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life's a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's crazy!! like assignments due every 5 days, major essay drafts and research. its killing! and i can't even find a proper way to release all that shit in me. its like constipation, just that the stress replaces the shit factor, which kinda makes it not-so-gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to the fact about a complain i heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves being in a relationship, but yet its so scary, especially when you don't know what he's thinking all the time! when you need him, he's not there. and you probably by now already realised that he either has very very good female friend(S) or you're unsure that he's so cheating on you. AI. life. so thats the insecurity factor. and then there's the friends. AH. major love-snatchers... ever happens that he says 'i just want some time on my own... and just me and my friends... " wow asshole, what do you want a girlfriend for?!?! when you don't go out on dates--&gt;just the two of you alone! and when you don't remember the date you got together! and you don't do things that boyfriends do aka surprise her with small presents/shit... what happened to the you when you were going after her?? the sweet talks, the sweet things you did. where has it all gone? just becuase you're in a relationship you don't treat thte girlfriend as 'oh, ya, i miss you'... thanks for being an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what is wrong with you? she's hot (to me lah), or even if she's just pretty. well i know she's smart, definitely! and she's giving you her all. and you aren't treating her the way she deserves it okay? and she's under all the stress from school! you better cherish her before she decides that there's someone out there who'll treat her like a princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime you wanna put it down you can't. because the second you think about it, in the same second, you already start missing him. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so think to yourself and say, he babe, why settle for less, when you know there's someone out there who will give you his heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, school's calling, gotta go work on my accounting test on tuesday, haii, bbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6280308032618695917?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6280308032618695917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-lifes-mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6280308032618695917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6280308032618695917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-lifes-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7534059737366417288</id><published>2009-03-09T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:47:26.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my lecturer and tutor pronounces LAW as LOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think they'd fit in great in singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7534059737366417288?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7534059737366417288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-lecturer-and-tutor-pronounces-law-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7534059737366417288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7534059737366417288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-lecturer-and-tutor-pronounces-law-as.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8662560829031601082</id><published>2009-02-17T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:22:06.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back in aus )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not something i want! but anyway, school's started, and i've already attended all my lectures, so. hell, its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so so so lost everywhere i go, with things to sign up for and tutprials to run to! i don't know, i might not be able to stick this out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets pray that i'm stronger than i think i am =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8662560829031601082?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8662560829031601082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-in-aus-and-its-not-something-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8662560829031601082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8662560829031601082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-in-aus-and-its-not-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-3832086319754450880</id><published>2009-02-05T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:48:21.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>words typed can be erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words said, can never be forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-3832086319754450880?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3832086319754450880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-typed-can-be-erased.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3832086319754450880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3832086319754450880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-typed-can-be-erased.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1011094928696892511</id><published>2009-02-05T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:21:36.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw something off the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heartbreak is an odd kind of pain because you’re not dying. You’re not even sick. For all intents and purposes, you’re perfectly fine. Yet inside, where your heart used to be, you hurt so much that you can’t breathe, you can’t sleep, and you can’t stop the tears from falling…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. i know i did stupid things. i know i've hurt you. i know i'm supposed to be speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's just tonnes of things which wanna burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read what you had to say. i actually teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she asked if i still like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i said, if it hurts, does it mean i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1011094928696892511?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1011094928696892511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-saw-something-off-net.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1011094928696892511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1011094928696892511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-saw-something-off-net.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-9086781255191573973</id><published>2009-02-03T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:56:12.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been back since like mid december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its either i miss you, or you miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going back soon. like THIS soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-9086781255191573973?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/9086781255191573973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-back-since-like-mid-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9086781255191573973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9086781255191573973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-back-since-like-mid-december.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8381357812133261768</id><published>2009-01-25T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:10:58.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like a small girl all over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8381357812133261768?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8381357812133261768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-small-girl-all-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8381357812133261768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8381357812133261768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-small-girl-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1003000610701787973</id><published>2009-01-20T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:09:02.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我又当了大傻瓜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你们分手了好久，骗人的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有想过我的感受？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;还有你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;知道我以前对不起你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;但现在你是不是算在报复我呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;找你，找你，再找你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;但你都不理会我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;本来的心情已经经部了好多好多，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;但是你们俩对我的影响太大了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;怎么办?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1003000610701787973?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1003000610701787973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1003000610701787973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1003000610701787973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5935459988505320630</id><published>2009-01-17T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:15:16.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its... tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i'm in a great mood (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sold my 2G iphone (after fixing it for bloody 280) and bought s 3G one at a surprisingly LOW cost!!! Thanks alot to my dearest mummy!!! so i'm happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just need to pinp them up.... and my shoes. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so tired, and when today's the only day i can rest, 2 appts got cancelled ): my safari, facial and probably zouk. THANK AH JOEL. all your fault ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ahah jk. uh... i wanna meet so many ppl, and more and more ppl are going to study in aus. WTF. sian lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goos lah, kengqi going to brisbane (CANN CRASH!!!) yanlong going to sydney (CAN CRASH!!!) and eugene also gg to UWA (CAN MEET AND SLACKKKK!!!) so ya. its amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE PERTH I DUNWANNA GO BACK. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let me enrol my units online, please lemme delay my flight, please lemme go hk again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm spoilt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5935459988505320630?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5935459988505320630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5935459988505320630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5935459988505320630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/its.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6078047167430719154</id><published>2009-01-13T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:16:19.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend, 我对你又爱又恨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6078047167430719154?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6078047167430719154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6078047167430719154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6078047167430719154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/this.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-2524993113711740773</id><published>2009-01-11T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:28:42.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SWnHA44SsXI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XEuuopRr8bI/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289978055405777266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SWnHA44SsXI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XEuuopRr8bI/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was so long ago. but somehow it kinda describes how i feel now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what happened to 'just like heaven'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met many people these couple of days, i look around and see how privileged i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see what luxuries they've given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see how people have to work their way through school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see how couples are in far away countries, working, studying, yet going strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see the lifestyle i am leading,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i think about the lifestyle i want to lead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, after 15 mins, i complain that the bus is taking forever, so i take a cab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, i complain that the iphone is retarded and expensive to fix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i worry about getting the money to fix it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday i went to children's art theatre, where i grew up. well, kinda. i sat in one of the classes for bigger kids. and then i reminisced. about the times where i was that 12 year old, talking back to the teacher, drawing rubbish on foolscap paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the two things i remembered so well, weren't the classrooms, weren't how my classmates and i behaved in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i remembered skipping classes or even going in late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the stories told to us, those 2 minute long storied, which contained so much values. i remebered that i thought those stories were crap, a waste of time, i twisted the words to make them stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i know, how much time i have wasted. 2 years. and i look at where i am, a third chance to make things right. a second chance to make them proud. a final chance to make it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杨老师，谢谢你，让我在那种万分中的温馨里长大。以前我是多么的讨厌。顶嘴，一定让你很痛心吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你那些故事，三国，红楼梦，孙悟空，还有那许多许多的教导。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我明白了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to try, but i know i'm gonna be so tired. i know so many things, but i haven't done anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's topping MIT? it isn't an achievement. placeing a sec 2 kid there, she'd top the school. i'm nothing. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but i know i will be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-2524993113711740773?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/2524993113711740773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-was-so-long-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2524993113711740773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2524993113711740773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-was-so-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SWnHA44SsXI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XEuuopRr8bI/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-8516950469622243181</id><published>2008-12-24T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:28:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to find you but i can't find you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8516950469622243181?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8516950469622243181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-find-you-but-i-cant-find-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8516950469622243181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8516950469622243181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-find-you-but-i-cant-find-you.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7180897441955510549</id><published>2008-12-18T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:52:19.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back, tonnes to upload, i haven't been updating cuz of reasons ===&gt; 1, lazy 2, lazi-er 3, lazi-zi-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANYMANY photos soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i'm so happy about is that i'm intern-ing at a law firm, and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a new suit specially for it cuz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to court!! and if everything goes well, about a fe times a week! it might not be always interesting cases, but i'll definitely get a slice of the pie. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep, i need to have fun, i need to be a slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to lose weight first, then but all the slut clothes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, the thought of being a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7180897441955510549?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7180897441955510549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-tonnes-to-upload-i-havent-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7180897441955510549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7180897441955510549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-tonnes-to-upload-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-3412156369528461484</id><published>2008-11-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:57:38.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the rainy season pours my feelings out just so nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it cries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-3412156369528461484?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3412156369528461484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainy-season-pours-my-feelings-out-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3412156369528461484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3412156369528461484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainy-season-pours-my-feelings-out-just.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-9197280794024136288</id><published>2008-11-03T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:55:14.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;最近的心情跌入谷底，没曾有过的低落感不知让我多麽的生气，伤心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;从开始的那一刻，是错的吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我真的不知道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这几天一直陪伴我的‘同居密友’，谢谢你们，让我狂笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;喝茶，麻将，指甲油，狂街，点心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;眼泪似乎流不出来了，心脏也为此而麻木了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;开朗，好像从没存在过。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;朋友，同伴，情人，这些的意义到底是什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这些始终会带来的只有悲伤，痛恨吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那我们当初为什么选择相信它呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这个代价，好痛苦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好希望这一切是虚幻的，或梦境中的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;让我从这个恶梦中醒来，可以吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-9197280794024136288?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/9197280794024136288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9197280794024136288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/9197280794024136288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-3605169460705227110</id><published>2008-10-15T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:36:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MARC.JACOBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FRAMES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they're like 400+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, anybody? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-3605169460705227110?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3605169460705227110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-those-marc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3605169460705227110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3605169460705227110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-those-marc.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7429539003142433019</id><published>2008-10-12T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:56:58.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. my new blogkin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i finally could bear the heartache of discarding the old one ): after all its been with me for-ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. anyway, its been sometime. finished with my studies at MIT (phew!) and went on my holiday roadtrip with a few friends before peeking into my results, which were, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the roadtrip was from perth-kojonup-denmark-albany-williambay-pemberton-margaret.river-bunburry-busselton-perth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. it was hall of a trip. i'll upload a post in my new blog specially for trips like these... including my probable january trip to south africa and penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. results were awesome. besides chemistry (which i scored a distinction for- it hink i never had a knack for it anyway), i scored higher distinctions for the rest. so over, out of 6 subjects, i have 5HDs and 1D. which is kinda like a spoiler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm freaking top student, which is cool cuz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed graduation by an hour -.-" i read 6.30 off the 5.30 on the invite... pm by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yums n i went to k all noght long- which was more of 3.5hours. heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, matt was nice, he framed the thing for me lah.... the highest overall marks thing. and he awarded me a............... 50buck bookshop voucher.... -.-" like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o.O"&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 anyway. i've got myself a job at a noodle bar which functions almost like the way subway does. and its kinda cool, but i'm still looking for another job. need money to go back and shop lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im shagged.... and i still have facebool photos to do... ): and my new blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, the price tag of holidays-boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my friends who are mugging their asses (or should be) off for the coming A's, GAMBATTE!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7429539003142433019?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7429539003142433019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7429539003142433019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7429539003142433019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6491936788896259252</id><published>2008-10-11T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:57:49.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6491936788896259252?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6491936788896259252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-me-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6491936788896259252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6491936788896259252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4124535219684886316</id><published>2008-09-22T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:02:59.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name of tagger: KENNETH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.What is your relationship with him is: Great friend i met in camp. *still cant believe it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Five impressions of him: Great smile though he hates to smile, goes way out for friends, listens, hates to take pictures and tall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. The most memoriable thing he has done for you: Been there when i needed to rant ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.The most memorial thing he has said to you : "not even for a gucci??" i'm kidding. i duno =x....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.If Ihe becomes your lover you will: friends forever lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.If he becomes your lover the thing he will have to improve on will be: his spending :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.If he becomes your enemey you will: doubt it'll ever ever happen, ignore him forever. childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.If he becomes your enemey the reason will be: cant think of one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.The most desireed thing you want to do for he is: make him chill. pamper himself more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.your overall impression of her is: fucking crazy stuff he does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11.how do you think ppl feel about you: okay i guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12.the things you love about yourself are: everything ^^ im' a narcissist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13.on the contrary the things you hate about yourself is: nothing. refer to qn 12...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14.the most ideal person you want to be is: Jessica Alba. she's damn hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15.for all the people that care and like you say something to them: i love you guys. LOL. cliche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16.pass this quiz to 10 humans to know how they feel about you: screw this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4124535219684886316?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4124535219684886316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/name-of-tagger-kenneth-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4124535219684886316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4124535219684886316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/name-of-tagger-kenneth-1.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1259181076961823908</id><published>2008-09-19T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:41:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shiokness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finished all the horrid examsss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so shiok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why so empty one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh. time to look for a new craze. cya ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was crap. i love meself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER: 1010 coming already ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so start saving for my nice present. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1259181076961823908?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1259181076961823908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1259181076961823908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1259181076961823908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1414560758603059237</id><published>2008-09-08T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:16:08.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>对不起，my blog!!! 好久好久已经忽略了你。只是，我真的很懒惰，而且，很多事情……可讲，不可讲还很难决定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最竟跟我谈天的人都是好久好久都没怎么联络的人了，对他们，只想说：对不起。然我们之间的友情渐渐的淡掉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自从会到来以后，父母来看我以后，我发现，我真的真的好爱好爱我的家人，只是那个很善忘得我总会忘记跟他们交待事情。看了一部戏之后，发现了他们的一句话：“我们总会故意对最在乎，最爱我们的人说出很上海他们的话。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸妈，我爱你们！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;。。。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说回来，期末考快要到了，我好怕好怕！！上一次的考试真的真的很容易，因为考试的科目没什么难度。但是这次的，让我感到很烦恼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最竟什么事情都好象不怎么顺利。学校方面，朋友之间，妈妈和我的感情。还有他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反正竞争这个感觉，让人，让我，感到好可怕。想想看别人的成就，再照一下镜子看看我自己的成就…… 我，就好像在这个比赛中，是在最后最后的，脑筋里很像鼓起勇气往前冲，可是另一方面的我，很怕这个动作会带来的后果。我很想在这个时间上当一个有名声的人物，但是以现在的情形，这个的可能性，好渺小。渺小到一粒沙那么小，或更小。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想然他们失望，他们把最后的一切都赌在我身上，而且这个赌局是最后的showhand，没有了的话，一切化为无，或更惨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天的压力不断地往自己身上堆积着，反复永远都会把我压在它的下面。连反抗的力气也快要没有了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外表并不是一切，要真正了解一个人的作风，性格，品德，好难。事实上，表面看上去的事情，可能没有那么的简单，可是，它真的有那么复杂吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是反过来说，那么的怀疑别人，或事情，我觉得做人真的好累好累。以前的我，比较不在乎世事，非常的happy go lucky，由每个拜六培朋友出去玩，浪费时间，闲谈，那种感觉超级爽！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就连陪ty, px, chris, angie, yan他们，我必须12点溜出家门口，凌晨6点回到家，悄悄的投拍经我房间。目的很简单，就只为了打通宵麻将。回想起来，真的很好玩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;px，你一定不会读到这里，以妮娜兰花纹的程度和你的懒散，哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。以前只觉得你是个超级邦的朋友，会耍脾气，由性格。但是，现在虽然我人在这里，我们也不多谈，那天完以后，你自己提出的提议，让我好感动，仿佛我们的友情是真的，是那种回无论如何，我旁你付出的那种。好感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEETY！！！你一定在知道我在讲你！！！谢谢你当我最好最好的姐妹。虽然很想当你老婆，但是你已经有两个老公，一个老婆。god knows你还有谁！！！我知道我不能跟michael或MR LEE比。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;指向中心的谢谢你把你那颗心拿出来跟我当朋友，陪我度过很多事情，有一很承受的表面庞我看待事情，那些教导真的好珍贵。只是……你那本书，我读了好辛苦！！！都是中文啊！！！我在整个perth找那本英文的，可是它已经10岁了，所以号难找！！我需要等两个月！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway，谢谢你的一切。我们当然一定会有看不爽彼此的时候，但是到头来你让我，我让你，已经习惯了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们一起加油ok？傻了这次的期末考。虽然我已经放弃了我的chem 哈哈……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其他的，改天再讲咯！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1414560758603059237?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1414560758603059237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blog-showhand-happy-go-lucky-ty-px.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1414560758603059237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1414560758603059237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blog-showhand-happy-go-lucky-ty-px.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8124275641194269093</id><published>2008-07-12T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:49:58.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been feeling so girly too! did my fingernails and toenails in blood red wahahaha. the  polish costs like 3bucks only!! and its kinda good leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh, been up to mischief lah. hmm. past 3 days percy and i practically lived at teng/hong/shane/JJ 's house. hahaha. 9th and 10th was shane's 24th!! so we had like steamboat aka hotpot and it was shane's treat. followed by k- her treat too! but yeah the 2nd night of hotpot/steamboat was cuz we couldnt finish all the food!! ad there were 12 of us can! hahaha. so last night we went out to da pai dang for dinner and i was shopping (aka read below) before that. and uh then we went home to watch the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the first half cuz i was walking with jerry... and it was kinda scary eh@!! hmm. but not as cuz i missed the first half. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have dinner and casino visiting again laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i feel 1/3 less guilty now cuz i still managed to squeeze a low HDistict for my chem paper ^^... but i doubt the econs and mgmt/mkting will go as well. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8124275641194269093?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8124275641194269093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-feeling-so-girly-too-did-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8124275641194269093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8124275641194269093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-feeling-so-girly-too-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6181109913746384905</id><published>2008-07-12T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:45:04.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hmm. been feeling very dressy lately. not the glam kinda dressy, but yeah you probably get what i mean. hmm. hopefully it looks jap-ish... hahahaha. and i feel SUPER guilty cuz i haven been spending alot recently. like on clothes. i bought a new neon orange jacket from mossimo!!!! haha i'm a happy girl. and i bought super cheap stuff okay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222076209473060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SHiKpQ-o_OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G7QW9AYKSZw/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fred- i love the shirt ^^ thanks dear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheap thrills include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dress for aud 2.50( can you believe it? its not even Sgd$5 lor!!)&lt;br /&gt;a pair of checked pants for $8.50&lt;br /&gt;and a purple kimono dress for 10 bucks. aud.&lt;br /&gt;and MY BEN SHERMAN BACG for 60bucks. org priced at 100 discounted to 80. but when i paid the staff said "oh, actually this is 60)&lt;br /&gt;and i bought a FREAKING BLING skull bracelet. I LOVE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not-so cheap thrills include uh a couple of stuff for 30bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and BUMMER of the yeasr: i lost my pinky ring mummy bought for me when we were in the states ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am uber uber uber upset. no, seriously. i hate myelf. now my pinky feels un-me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;note: DADDY I MISS YOU. if you can even get the chance to read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6181109913746384905?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6181109913746384905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6181109913746384905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6181109913746384905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SHiKpQ-o_OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G7QW9AYKSZw/s72-c/DSC00275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-8418300569007418426</id><published>2008-07-07T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:59:38.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;craziness has somehow found its way into my life again. i've got like management&amp;amp;marketing, chem(most prob) and econs tests all on wenesday. how can the week get draggier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the cold weather, i'm sill draining my brain to find out what the hell to get jerry didi for his birthday. argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna be back home, married to some shitloaded rich old man so i can spend on shopping, spas, manicures, my pets and my parents like, NOW. best if he can't keep his john to himself and goes around so i dont have to take care of him HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wait, now i sound like a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry, it must be the cold swirling into my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss daddy. and now, both he and mummy's happily chewing off durian meat off its seeds at home. ah, i can only imagine it, the cool breeze, the cool smooth touch of the patio's lacquared wood, the swooshes of the trees in my garden, the trickling of water from our pond, the chitty chatteredness of the family... all at the same time, while they munch on the devilish fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ew, i can just smell it from here *pinches nose* haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you daddy!! alot alot! even if your breath still smells of durian ^^ (not forever i hope)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8418300569007418426?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8418300569007418426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/craziness-has-somehow-found-its-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8418300569007418426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8418300569007418426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/craziness-has-somehow-found-its-way.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1915029419790878894</id><published>2008-07-05T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:12:20.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha so teng's birthday was uh on thursday, 3rd july, jerry's is gonna be on the uh 22nd and shane's on the 9th! oh my gosh. there was only a single birthday in the few months i was here and now, 3 at one shot!!! incredible! so anyway, it seems that thursday is kinda like a happning day huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the thursday a fortnight ago i was drunk. and this recent thursday was a birthday till like 3am. and both fridays i skipped school ): hmm. anyway. we hung out at garden city to choose teng's present. JJ percy jerry and i shared a ben sherman bag, a billabong wallet and a chocolate piece that read 'happy 20th birthday'. hmm and i got him a panda keychain too. haha. so there was mahjong, kfc and cake and new friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and laughter that lasted till 3am in the morning. hmm was really fun. and alot of stuff happened the past 2 weeks. which i am so sian to mention now, but definitely tmr or someday later in the week. hahaha. so pics are below, and yeah. i love all my friends (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-TQkN7ukI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDpGgpRU4xQ/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219552405955000898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-TQkN7ukI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDpGgpRU4xQ/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay thats me being zilian at hong's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-TQ7QC-TI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b1H7xS1KdIE/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219552412137879858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-TQ7QC-TI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b1H7xS1KdIE/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oops. and again ^^ hahaha.&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/6567059-1915029419790878894?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1915029419790878894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-so-tengs-birthday-was-uh-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1915029419790878894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1915029419790878894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-so-tengs-birthday-was-uh-on.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-TQkN7ukI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDpGgpRU4xQ/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-8072679337051587889</id><published>2008-07-05T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:27:03.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SqUTp5HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/r1-AWWZOGEk/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551748849001586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SqUTp5HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/r1-AWWZOGEk/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFWnjYKI/AAAAAAAAADc/t4RmauSStsI/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551113814171810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFWnjYKI/AAAAAAAAADc/t4RmauSStsI/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeremiah, my little bro ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFiULPaI/AAAAAAAAADk/aznOZdv-aKE/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551116954123682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFiULPaI/AAAAAAAAADk/aznOZdv-aKE/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, jerry and sweety!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFqkWa-I/AAAAAAAAADs/J5ouZF_twg8/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551119169448930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFqkWa-I/AAAAAAAAADs/J5ouZF_twg8/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and hong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFrpaHaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtdgEcaUF_0/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551119459098018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SFrpaHaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtdgEcaUF_0/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and teng the birthday boy... you're no longer a TEENager already! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SF-sr8-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rc098QlEdd0/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219551124573123554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SF-sr8-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rc098QlEdd0/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and all of us ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8072679337051587889?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8072679337051587889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-and-jj-jeremiah-my-little-bro-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8072679337051587889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8072679337051587889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-and-jj-jeremiah-my-little-bro-me.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-SqUTp5HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/r1-AWWZOGEk/s72-c/DSC00249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-3344970422218345907</id><published>2008-07-05T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:21:32.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, my school building, my beautiful mahjong hand when i first saw my cards okay!!!, and my sweety (housemate!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSZt3ihI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWS5OocJ2zA/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219550238472636946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSZt3ihI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWS5OocJ2zA/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSV2A5MI/AAAAAAAAADM/F9huI40a3D0/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219550237433062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSV2A5MI/AAAAAAAAADM/F9huI40a3D0/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSphqAKI/AAAAAAAAADU/pMCa7End01g/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219550242716385442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSphqAKI/AAAAAAAAADU/pMCa7End01g/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&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/6567059-3344970422218345907?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3344970422218345907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeah-my-school-building-my-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3344970422218345907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3344970422218345907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeah-my-school-building-my-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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://bp1.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-RSZt3ihI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWS5OocJ2zA/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-3149394479049449569</id><published>2008-07-05T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:18:24.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha, my two beloved friends, percy the sweety. and. shane the green roof-ed house. WAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-QgXUmIJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/b5Vw4pEEDzs/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219549378836308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-QgXUmIJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/b5Vw4pEEDzs/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-QgjRIhgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LmrW-Q9IjlE/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219549382043010562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-QgjRIhgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LmrW-Q9IjlE/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&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/6567059-3149394479049449569?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3149394479049449569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-my-two-beloved-friends-percy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3149394479049449569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3149394479049449569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-my-two-beloved-friends-percy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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://bp0.blogger.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SG-QgXUmIJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/b5Vw4pEEDzs/s72-c/DSC00241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-6919548385736671283</id><published>2008-06-30T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:52:49.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;fredrick lai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its all your fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can already? ahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6919548385736671283?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6919548385736671283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/fredrick-lai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6919548385736671283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6919548385736671283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/fredrick-lai.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6517005868436374670</id><published>2008-06-23T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:47:19.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有某某人疼，感觉真的很幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm……好累好累……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;现在已经是开课的第2个星期……好多事情做……好多东西读，突然觉得很想很想家……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很想回家……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很想爸爸，妈妈，家人，狗狗，朋友。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;啊！！！！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天气转冷了，有点不够暖衣服穿。但是心里温暖就够了（：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;恩……回到australia以后的星期四，我到了hong他们家玩，之后我……喝醉了酒……闹了天翻地覆的。隔天早上又没有上课，咳……害得JJ，shane，percy 都照顾我得好辛苦。所以隔天，真的很不好意思……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;之后不知道为什么，一个朋友好像不理会我似的……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有些伤感……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6517005868436374670?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6517005868436374670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmm-2-australiahongjjshanepercy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6517005868436374670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6517005868436374670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmm-2-australiahongjjshanepercy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4124803266320503094</id><published>2008-06-11T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:02:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yums and i went shopping today!!! see below. hahaha. cam whored ^^ and i miss her la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm im tired....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4124803266320503094?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4124803266320503094/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-7639163823250278642</id><published>2008-06-10T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:00:05.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SE6k86Ux8WI/AAAAAAAAACU/G3Gp-y3wOfs/s1600-h/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210283185269764450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SE6k86Ux8WI/AAAAAAAAACU/G3Gp-y3wOfs/s320/DSC02816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SE6k9LM8WRI/AAAAAAAAACc/UmADXDBd1IY/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210283189800294674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7639163823250278642?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7639163823250278642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7639163823250278642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7639163823250278642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SE6k86Ux8WI/AAAAAAAAACU/G3Gp-y3wOfs/s72-c/DSC02816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-4000819977276020277</id><published>2008-06-09T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:41:26.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my god. my next few days until i go back to aus are like so busy... the past week was full of FGS stuff, their oopening, helping out, mostly, and just a fwe meet ups with friends. but tmr on will be a whole new different ball game. yums and yumi, kenneth, fred, jeremy, px ty and co, mas, audrey, sylvester.... like omgomgomg... and where is JJ(sg) hahaha. i'm so tired, i'm already sick... and my shopping....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went out last ast and blew almost like 1k.... on shopping alone. i think add up my previous shopping and taxi money and food i spent more than 1k already la. and tmr i'm still going WAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;which isn't very good i realised.... guess shoes, tough pants, miss60 jeans, schu shoes, FIMP tops and shades, gstar jeans (WHICH ARE MF AWESOME!!!) and i'm still not done on bags!!! and i bought like 3 dresses!!! ^^ and they're cheap lor. no brand one. see i do wear non branded stuff. i mean. i like brands, i am a materialistic girl. ut i do wear stuff that are non branded also lor... don't judge me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i still want my cilver gucci wallet (not that much, but yes its only 440) and i want my chanel perfume!!! and i wouldn't mind the burberry belt and wallet (500 obly leh!!!) but cannot la. spend too much already. non branded shopping from now on ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had lunch with my aunt today before heading off to chinatown where i nbought my 2nd and 3rd dress and neon yellow tights!! hmm... the lunch was at le majestic hotel singapore. the chef was apparently good friends with my aunt. so she requested he design out menu for today,,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roast pork and fruit salad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;winter melon soup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roast duck noodles with cubed veggie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dessert which was FABULOUS avocado cream with vanilla ice cream served cold in a fresh yong coconut. doesn't it just make you drool??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my aunt had hot almond cream in the coconut though. and of course mum's menu was vegetarian lah... and i peeked at the bill.. it was like 367 for 3 ppl leh!!! wahlao.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i wanna shop more. but i realised i shouldnt have bought the uh miss60 jeans, cuz it was like near 350bucks and my gstar was a bettter buy for very close to 300. and i should have gotten the gstar in another colour without the miss60 and save like 50bucks lor. TMD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah well. i love my guess? shoes WAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s met px and co in town and chilled at alleyar. their lychee martinis SUCK. but their frozen lychee magaritas are better. so yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4000819977276020277?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4000819977276020277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4000819977276020277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4000819977276020277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7202941870212714695</id><published>2008-06-06T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:17:29.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, all it takes is a cuddle and a kiss on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DADDY GAVE ME THE IPHONE wahahahahahahha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sooo love him! haha. and i love my mum cuz my room has a TEEVEE now!! small one though. the sharp aquos one. haha complete with scv and dvd etc machines ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. and my old matteress has turned into a lounge chair- bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiok eh. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7202941870212714695?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7202941870212714695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-all-it-takes-is-cuddle-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7202941870212714695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7202941870212714695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-all-it-takes-is-cuddle-and.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6331736689248468789</id><published>2008-04-24T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:21:36.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHA... evil deeds we did in commnunications computer time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192816271119753186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SBCW4sf2H-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/oqxhdJET1gc/s320/z142199180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i swear we didnt photoshop it =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6331736689248468789?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6331736689248468789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6331736689248468789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6331736689248468789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/SBCW4sf2H-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/oqxhdJET1gc/s72-c/z142199180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-4386953554339805535</id><published>2008-04-23T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:32:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xian zai de gan jue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni de hua hua shi jie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dou you hao duo hao duo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wei shen me wo dou jue de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wo bu pei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been running myself about silly these few days. havent been in the best of moods. i just missed 2hours of morning lessons today. i feel horrid, and horribly screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why is everyone around me almost hiding all their unhappiness under a facade of happiness? and why do they tell me on the sly how they really feel after that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it feels good that people around you trust you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know anymore. as i said, trust is very important...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo yi jing fen bu qing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'ve also been watching the stars till i go dizzy sometimes. i told someone, i like watching the stars cuz i think they're beautiful up there, hanging in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;truth is. it makes everything go away. everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4386953554339805535?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4386953554339805535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/xian-zai-de-gan-jue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4386953554339805535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4386953554339805535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/xian-zai-de-gan-jue.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7014902444562224869</id><published>2008-04-21T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:01:10.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm sunday was damn shiok ah... went to eat steamboat with my housemate, wa. damn long never eat already sia. though it wasnt like marina's old steam boat, but shiok lor. damn ex though, like 30bucks eh!! but not much spread compared to sg. but there got this damn cute korean guy la. hahaha. shuai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. uh... went to play at timezone (yes, they actually have it here) like the neoprints and ddr @.@ hahaha. wa... damn long nvr play ddr already. and i actually perspired man!! haha. anyways. uh. then we went to drink bubble tea lo, then went to sing k. from like 9 to 12 man. MADNESS!!! but it was like damn fun. hahaahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. no public transport at such a late hour so had to call up friends to pick us up. then i had a chat with someone and uh. slept at 3.30 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cuz of that, i was an hour late for comms1 today... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so weird. like in the morning, this girl talked to me after comms, asking if i was HUAN. yeah duh i am huan. hahahahah. then she said she heard my english is very good and wants my help next semester for comms1. UH?!?! i was like D-OH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found out her name was uh lisa. anyway. stuff happened. and andrew used my name to get himself away from her. that ass. now i'm like zui kui huo shou like that. and at least ask me right? he nvr ask me then now i become the person who has to bei hei guo. TMD!!! heng someone told me about it.... but i also cannot confront cuz its supposed to be a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i duno wtf is wrong with me, but i kept saying the word fuck today. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN. i'm having PMS i think. screw this. and i wanna rent a house with percy and shane and buy a v so we can WII!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and mahjong. ahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7014902444562224869?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7014902444562224869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm-sunday-was-damn-shiok-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7014902444562224869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7014902444562224869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm-sunday-was-damn-shiok-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-3878890451356311063</id><published>2008-04-20T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T03:30:42.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its like fucking 3.30am in the morn man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was okay i guess. i finally managed to sleep my way until 3pm on a sat afternoon. but that was inclusive of repeated waking ups. stupid kevin called me and woke me up at 3... GAH. if not i could have slept for a longer time man... at first i woke up at like 9am on my own accord. i was like... WTF is wrong with me man. ahahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then anyway. uh. smsed danson (the singapore link president) to ask what i should get cuz i cant cook ma. so anyway. bought like 4 two litre bottles of drinks over. thankfully kevin was gonna buy some stuff too. so he drove me there. if not the shit would be so damn heavy.. so uh anyway. got home and pigged about while waiting for danson's call. potluck dinner at his place ma. so i thought there'd be like 15ppl at leat. turned out there were only about 9 of us. haha. slightly awkward for me throughout the night cuz uh... i didnt know anyone ah. so anyway. singaporeans were very friendly. adn FOR THE FIRST TIME I PLAYED WII. OMFG. its so damn fun!!! though i only managed to play bowling. hahaha I AM SO GETTING A WII in singapore. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uh. kevin picked me up and sent me home cuz he said he had some stuff to tell me. but yeah. got back at like 10+ then after another half an hour they said they wanna go sing k. so i didnt bother changing. oh. kevin's birthday sunday ma. so anyway. i wore my plain brown long tee and jeans. topped with my white adidas jacket. GUESS WHAT. scofield and his gf and yu came too. i fucking didnt know. and they wanted to go metros city. which happens to be a club. so uh i had to borrow wendy (s's gf) driving license. yeah. uh. after the whole thing abt 2am we went to north bridge area to makan. haha. not bad la. but scofiled was drunk and kinda giddy so it was kinda scary. uh. after theat just got home ah. yu was tired and damn drunk so we both sat in the back and he slept on my lap. till he got home la. kevin was fucking mad, driving at 140 on the highway. and scofield was even faster. WTF. crazy asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so damn confused now. all i wanna do is dance this shit away. can i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-3878890451356311063?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/3878890451356311063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-like-fucking-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3878890451356311063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/3878890451356311063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-like-fucking-3.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5092675163421542940</id><published>2008-04-18T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:51:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and to reply yums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B BOYS&lt;br /&gt;C GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;A GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERAL CHAMPS!!!! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly though A boys didnt, they fought hard and hey they all achieved something we didnt expect... so its a damn good effort already!!! C BOYS JIA YOU for next year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. yumsy I LOVE YOU so much i have a post for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI.... I LOVE YOU TOO. ahaha jiemeis xin you ling xi ma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5092675163421542940?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5092675163421542940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-to-reply-yums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5092675163421542940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5092675163421542940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-to-reply-yums.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5951932896029379149</id><published>2008-04-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:45:21.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's so much on my mind now. i need to rant. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. life's been pretty fucked this week. other then today actually. so uh here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMESTAY IS FUCKED... angela asked me to move cuz i requested for more veggies and half the noodles. which means more washing of veggies. which supposedly makes her arm hurt. so yeah i gotta move. WTF?!?! so i am looking for a palce with percy. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. got my IT results today. got uh... 15.3/20. supposed to be over 60 so originally it was uh... 46.5/60... sian Distinction nia. fuck. hope database goes okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty stressful. cuz of school where more ppl are asking me qns on how to answers maths and comms and it. its madness. plus maths proj coming up. ARGH. maths test friday morn at 8.30 i'm here at 12.30.... uh. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the city this aftn with shane and percy to sing k and bubble tea. it was damn fun i tell you. initially it sucked. cuz no ambiance. but after that we pillow fought and shit. it was damn funny la... i enjoyed that. let off all my steam. and uh. now kevin (who has a girlfriend) after 2 days of talking to me, says love at first sight. WTFH. i mean he's nice and all. but eh. smth's wrong with ppl here. i'm not pretty. not that pretty anyway ( except to my dear YUMS) ahahaha. and i'm definitely noto slim... whatever... i'm not haughty and shit. i jst fnd it weird. yeah its ncie to know that you are kinda uh. sought after. but eh. abit too much la. attatched leh. i'm turning into a mean, plastic slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh. i got 2 job offers now. dominos pizza @.@ and some jap cafeteria or smth. so yeah... at least i got 1 thing done. FINDING A HOUSE NOW... D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so tired. i dont wanna go to school. i dont wanna wake up at 1.5hrs prior to school start cuz i have to dress up and look okay and stuff. i dont wanna be alone with all my beloved friends and family back home. i dont wanna sit here doing nothing. i dont wanna miss this horrid feeling of playing with mingming and nicole. i dont wanna sit here and not train with wushu ppl in sg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its crazy. is it that hard to find a nice guy, fredrick? HAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kenneth's a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta know fiona(comms class) and she's nice. well. unexpectedly outwardly nice. I GOT MEMOIRS OF THE GEISHA. ahhahaha. damn happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells. test tmr. work tmr. its far but at least i got transport. HOPEFULLY potluck at my simpang bedok neighbour's place sat and 1st outing with jingwu ppl. and uh. yeah outing with my housemate(for now). and uh. i'm so shagged. but i still dont wanna stay home. i think i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jerome. cheer up. it wasnt your fault okay? anyone couldve missed that shot. you're just down on your luck. things will be okay soon... (: i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and doreen. YOU MIA-ING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. called the cchs and vj ppl that day. oh wait i think i've alr mentioned that. SEE!!! see how much i miss em. haii. gan sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5951932896029379149?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5951932896029379149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-so-much-on-my-mind-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5951932896029379149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5951932896029379149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-so-much-on-my-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6760643854239569930</id><published>2008-04-15T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:36:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, its been so long since i heard you say i miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. past few days have been like crazy... since sunday. rushing for the comms presentation, worrying that my group members wont make it to school. worried that if they make it, they don;t have material to discuss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths exam on friday. horrid shits really. aargh... ao uh anyway. last day of wushu comps in singapore were held today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girls, c girls and c boys (i think) got first... CONGRATS&lt;br /&gt;a boys got 2nd or 3rd CONGRATS&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know about the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i called the babes around 8+ they seemed really happy all going gor dinner at aljunid and all. talked to jiaolian and they were all just having fun, being in each other's company. ): i miss them... especially at this time of the year, it really really gets very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i talked to mee mee and yu hui and yums and yumi and jiao lian and ah. its nice hearing their voices again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths test ARGH... maths PROJECT somemore... its fucking madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. hope i scored in IT. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6760643854239569930?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6760643854239569930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-its-been-so-long-since-i-heard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6760643854239569930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6760643854239569930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-its-been-so-long-since-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6381513157444352542</id><published>2008-04-12T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:19:02.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa. today's like mass msn adding communications classmates day man... andrew, ash, ali2, fred, soloman, kang. it crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o i was talking to uh... i duno who. ash i think? then added soloman to the convo. then after that i was facing shit problems with microsoft word 07. cuz of the product key shit, so adde the IT EXPERT FRED. but still cannot make it... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is fred, after promising me the microsoft office download thing, didnt even know who i was. hahahaha. so soloman and i spent like 15min to convince him who i was. HAHA. then they traded languagees. like HAHAHAHA in arabic and chinese. and their names -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you. its damn eay to mistake soloman as the chinese and fred as the arabian cuz of their nicks man. ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;soloman&lt;/span&gt;'s damn sweet man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i sent my pic to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fred&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. the uh question marks are chinese words. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;obvious enough? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Obsiuz اوبسوز (????Mia????????????) says:&lt;br /&gt;OK i'm sorry I found it now&lt;br /&gt;Obsiuz اوبسوز (????Mia????????????) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;its okay&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;do i look familiar? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;?????????? says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahah good Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Obsiuz اوبسوز (????Mia????????????) says:&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;?????????? says:&lt;br /&gt;she's CUTE ain't she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Obsiuz اوبسوز (????Mia????????????) says:&lt;br /&gt;i agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;?????????? says:&lt;br /&gt;she has nice smile too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;wa. i'm blushing already lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ahaha they're damn nice la. zzz. and tung, the thai guy. made me hell embarrassed in communications today man. he ran over to our classromm and shouted "MOOOOOON!!! i miss you man!!! really! i miss youuuuu" and cuz percy skipped morning bio and shane went home to sleep, i was alone for kunch so we had lunch together, and comms was right after lunch -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt hear the end of it until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after school shane, percy and i went to the city. just looked around and shit. took quite alot of pics ah. damn funny la they all.ahahhahaah. uh. i finally bought my silver jeans, which was a hell of a heartache cuz it wa aud70 bucks, but abt the ame as levis la... plus its a surfbrand so okay lor. and a cute ice cream keychain for like 1 buck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then percy bought her tommy hil polo tee after SUCH A LONG diciding between baby blue, dark blue and celery green HAHA. and earrings. while shane bought a belt and some retard keycahins whose eyes will pop out after squiching em. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm had dinner at utopia (veggie food) and uh TOMYUM hahaha. took more pics, had bubble tea and rushed shane home before jesica got there. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... thats it la. i'm so happy and contented on msn now man. hahahah 6 windows. gotta run. cya ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record. comm noted on panel discussion due on monday. and mic office has to screw up on me today. FUCK IT. im dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6381513157444352542?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6381513157444352542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6381513157444352542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6381513157444352542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1689259352934739141</id><published>2008-04-11T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:12:35.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta blog!!! I LOVE YUMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i ended school at like 12 today so shane and i waited for clara to finish her lovey dovey daily lunch with jeffrey and then we wen to garden city. the place is massive. and boring. hahaa. hmm. BTW i saw this fucking chio pair of nikes the other day... i think its the dunks or smth orange and red. DAMN HOT LA&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that shane and i ran to catch the 940 to uh the city to meet my beloved PERCY after her work for bubble tea man. hahaha... then we uh had dinner and just slacked around. it was damn funny man, today. like alot of retard jokes and shit. and for the record, i think ricky is cute. not like handsome, hot, cute that cute. but ah.. shy that kinda cute. hahaha damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've gotta blog about how idiotic these people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;#1 if you had the fucking material. win by the proper means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;#2 judges are SHITHEADS (most).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#3 who the mother fuck do you think you are, condemning VJC and CCHSM wushu team every fucking competition. just cuz we bag the trophies and make alot of noise, it just bloody proves that we love our team, we celebrate each other victories and share the glory. we have a DAMN STRONG team pirit and love ok. and we show it. by trying to cheer our team mates on while your fucking coaches just pull their bloody marks down. and so what if you win by that pathetic 0.01 like how hongwei lost his jingai quan last year, its not like you're better. the judge is jut fucking biased. FACE IT ASSHOLES, you might no have traied as hard as us, or worse, you might not have the fucking talent. so get off our backs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#4 stop trying to stop me cursing and swearing at you. you idiots always say cch and vjc wushu team sucks. well WHY. yeah we have coach loyalty, we have been training for years, OUR JITI ROCKS. and you, sitting on the pathetic side of the computer's monitor, and YOU who is so ashamed of the name your parents gave you, are so SCARED to admit you hate us. so hey, where the hell are your balls? FROZEN in the freezer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;#5 wushu competition is about learning and comparing and looking for self improvement after looking at other competitors. its a FRIENDLY comeptiton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;#6 dont say we have homeground advantage. manjusri had that for the past few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;#7 we dont cheat. we dont rig the competition. if we did rig it, we'd bag all the gold and silver medals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;#8 we rock. and face us upfront if you dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#9 you aint pulling our self esteem down the drain with your fucking horrid remarks. its only proving that you have horrid manners. at least i admit i dont have to tolerate your SHITNESSS, assholes, hence i am being rude upfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#10 to all my babes and hunks in the cchs and vjc teams. JIAYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#11 c girls CONGRATS our hard work paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1689259352934739141?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1689259352934739141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omgomgomg-gotta-blog-i-love-yums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1689259352934739141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1689259352934739141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omgomgomg-gotta-blog-i-love-yums.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7205501159715263896</id><published>2008-04-09T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:02:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. sunday i went for like my first wushu training since I DONT KNOW WHEN and then nice MR thomas sent me there (: YAY and back!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so uh it was awkward for me initially but thomas was nice and the rest of the people were very nice too. then uh after that introduces some of them to me and obviously i cant rmb them all btu roughly elizabeth, joanna, bevan, alvin, uh.... leighsan (who's the really cute guy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway halfway through thomas said he couldnt give me a lift regularly so leighsan volunteered! haha i was like smiling inside. big bright smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. thing is. wushu comp in sg has been okay, not good. i know the teams been doing okay and not great cuz of the ^%#&amp;amp;^%$#&amp;amp;^ judges who can be real bitches and assholes but hey, so what if the other win, we all already know who's the real winner man. kick our asses and judge us down. but you're never feel the real glory of winning us properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. training on sunday was HELL. i had to literally drag both my legs off bed since monday and i cant climb the stairs man ): then... percy and clara's been really nice to me la. hahaha walkiing realy really slowly with me. hmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday was cool cuz i went to the mall with percy and blasted about 20bucks man. and we bought each other! haha she bought a pink octopus for me and i bought a sea turtle for her... damn cute!!! show you later. hahaha. then bought alot of food shit. which is bad cuz i gained weight WTF!!! then i gonna eat finish all the shit i bought before going on a 2 week no carb diet. gotta be hot for june when i go back man. hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway uh tuesday was a hell of a long day. and really funny cuz comms class was just library research so uh scofield brought all of us out for a cup of bubble tea ( he got his new honda) and then brought us back to report to the teacher. AHAH damn dumb la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh wednesday's okay la. IT was easy. im pretty stressed over this coming friday's IT excel test. and pretty tired out from the shitty toping of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"tolerance is required when meeting new people"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is really harder than bullying or social groups ): at least ours is agreeing to the topic and not disagreeing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huge workload this weekend. BLEAH. then uh headed down to the post office after school to post dad and bro their birthday stuff which was cheaper then the card i mailed to MR FREDRICK LAI, which got LOST IN TRANSITION. makig us both horridly unhappy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope it goes well this time. oht hen i've been filing out job application forms like crazy man. hope i get an okay job. haii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway i was uh talking to thomas online cuz i got his msn add duh. and then leighsan supposedly went over to his place. then i thought i was talking to thomas.. but i found out that ever since thomas said leighsan was over, i was talking to leighsan. OMFG and i said some really stupid stuff. we basically said we've both fell down the stairs before. and uh i thought that was thomas really. until it was really weird when 'thomas' said i made him so mad he wanted to grab me over the screen and then continued to say he's gonna block me and not sennd me for lessons. i was like WTF is wrong with you?!?! hahaha but obviously i didnt say that la. and then leighsan finally confessed it was him, b efore saying that they were gonna Wii. ): i'm so fucking jealous!! hahahaha. see :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh u are kinda dumb&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;silly\&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;but cugte&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;cute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;that means did you realy fall down the stairs? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh i did&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;but lets make that our lil secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;bribe me man&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;wat do u want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll think of something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;well the only thing i give out&lt;br /&gt;W u s H u F A n 4 t i C says:&lt;br /&gt;is a good ass kicking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;could me give me that&lt;br /&gt;hy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;to yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then they left for wii. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZz omgomgomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahha. thats it. wait till i edit this post and show you my awesome octopus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187258366521420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R_zYAEauqyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A0Z_wRCZZEw/s320/pinky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE its so AWESOMELY cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and TUNG has beenn such a nice person lately. he's been giving me heaps of lollipops alomost every IT lesson (: YAY!!! and Percy gives me lollipops too! i'm a happy lil girl baby. hahahaha. though tung is like. really random man. he'll just suddenly say something like, oh i drank alot of juice today cuz i went shopping and carried lotsa stuff. sthings like that. and he's like grinnins from ear to ear all the time. thogh he can be an IDIOT. like i gave him this pack of 2piece muffin thing cuz i lost to him in some stupid msn game and he bet lollipops. so anyway, i lost and when i gave it to him he used it and hit me on my head la! wtf, haha. idiot. then when he lost to me ALL (besides draws) the time in tic tac toe, he gave me lollipops initiallly (: haha but now its just with no strings attatched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm. and he has this stupid dj video. haha.. though he seems to really like the numbers 155. i wonder why man. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, gotta run. research due soon ): and essay WTFBBQ. hahaha and till now, i dont know what the hell the bbq is there for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i feel so out of touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;with ty px jo chris yan etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my hot wushu babes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wushu friends etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;07S56&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and everyone else,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jerome kelvin samng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its a horrid horrid feeling that wont go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss them hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss them lots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and KENNETH actually started a few conversations with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he's the best really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a friend indeed.&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/6567059-7205501159715263896?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7205501159715263896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7205501159715263896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7205501159715263896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg_09.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R_zYAEauqyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A0Z_wRCZZEw/s72-c/pinky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-8628989644162292525</id><published>2008-04-05T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:09:02.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. i just saw the videos and then i check my hotmail and yumi emailed me!!! haha i'm all smiles now... this is what she said... roughly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heellooo huanyuet i just suddenly miss u alot....... and i really buay tahan alr cos evrytime im online u're offline and whn u're online im away or offline?! gahhhh. i wana know how are u! i mean i heard from yums and i read ur blog but yeah i wana hear from u urself so how are u!!!!!!! wushu comp so far seems quite disheartening cos the cai pan are being really really damn biased against cchms and vj =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(me and yums went on wed, mumie and yums went today i couldnt go cos i had to work sighhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; qi fen's kinda different also cos barely anyone was cheering and we (cchms vj) also dont really dare to cheer cos the cai pans would know its us and try to ya our fen or sth. so retarded right =// comp feels so wrong now. sighh. if u were here u would be cursing like mad la and i'll be like trying to restrain u from beating up or swearing at the judges HAHAA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay i cant update u much bout today (thurs, i dint go!) but if it helps, seeann koped my hp on wed and started er, taking pictures of his nostrils HAHAHA. and guanmings as well. send them to u later see if u can tell who's who. yeah. gahh im nonsensing. hope yums or someone else is updating u with the more relevant wushu result cos im like, talking crap now hahaha (: so anw. TAKE CARE MY DEAR HUAN YUET GOOD NIGHT TALK TO ME SOON OKKAAAYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;i swear man. she and yums made my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my reply. ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMG i miss you like HELL. and i'm already half deciding whether or not to voodoo the irritating judges from here. WAHA i'll get super huge needles wahahaha. and i'd tweak their male nipples with tweezers and clothes pegs!!! such asses.! how can they lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its irritating that the online offline thing sucks man... but aiya. bo pian.,, you miss me i very happy le!!! wahahahaha...  the qi fen very different because i also not there ba. HAHA. i think i also abit siao already. i was just watching the stupid videos then i saw your email next. wooo! love baby, love. haha. but whatever and however the comp is, i still wished i was there man... its fun bitching about which judge is losing hair and which judge gives high marks cuz he/she has a crush on the competitor, and all the zi lian pictures and group pictures and the crashing pictures and the cursing and everything la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna curse them from here. at least they wont know who is cursing them right? haha... and i love reading your emailed "crap" so email me more!!! hahaha. and i doubt i am good at differentiating seeann's and guan ming's  nostrils man. haha. and please send my regards to everyoe back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh. I MISS YOU ALOT really.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOVES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of course i left out a few sentences la!!! hahaa... shhhhHH!! secrets ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg man. im now left with a mix of sadness and happiness. i'm mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8628989644162292525?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8628989644162292525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8628989644162292525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8628989644162292525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5006445510285873067</id><published>2008-04-05T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:40:04.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished watching fei tian xi shi. its so romantic la!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i watched the 4 spastic videos fangyu took for christabelle and i at marina square. the stupid dances... i really really miss them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fredrick's mia-ing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kenneth's been such a good friend! omg. life sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5006445510285873067?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5006445510285873067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-finished-watching-fei-tian-xi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5006445510285873067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5006445510285873067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-finished-watching-fei-tian-xi.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4224340273612923318</id><published>2008-04-01T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:53:32.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEI WEI WEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE IT LA. WUSHU COMP IS TMR LEH!!!! AT CCHS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd kill to go lor. seriously. fuck it sia. if  i had started school in april i could've watched it at least... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cry myself to sleep tonight. thinking about all the fun i am missing out. the years of competition and tough trainings that i am so used to... the friends and familiar faces. the opponents. the jitis. the crazy pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo zhen de zhen de hen xiang nian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my beloveds, all the best from down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and send me pictures! and i'll see you soon in june for qing gong yan okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJwushu-ers. AJA AJA&lt;br /&gt;CCHS GAMBATTE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4224340273612923318?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4224340273612923318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wei-wei-wei-i-cant-believe-it-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4224340273612923318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4224340273612923318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/04/wei-wei-wei-i-cant-believe-it-la.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-6684406262232594559</id><published>2008-03-29T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:08:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do people often have to choose between love and friendship? ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. nth gg on today. i'm haveing a HELL of a time with my homestay bitch! lalala. anyway. slacked at percy's house today after school man. called sg and wated 30bucks of my cap already! scofiel(d) came over with his girlfriend to fetch us over to his place for a supposed party. turned out to be kinda like a gathering shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and percy scofiel(d) are all crapping that someone has a crush la... gah. irritating. hopefully its not true. i havent even spoken to him that much man. like max 5times? wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah the gathering was boring yo. got home about abit after midnight and wendy sent us home. damn sweet! quite cute leh she... haha... tired. gg to freo tmr. hopefully i'd be a happy girl all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love percy to the MAX! she's such a friend in times of need, and not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she and scofiel(d) keep saying that no one likes him. hahahaha. with not much reason. whatever the case is, he's nice so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-6684406262232594559?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/6684406262232594559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-do-people-often-have-to-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6684406262232594559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/6684406262232594559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-do-people-often-have-to-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5198280214895910034</id><published>2008-03-27T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:34:44.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm been down on luck recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was after i did the 'would you rather quiz on facebook' and they were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'would you rather walk into a lampost or fall down two flights of stairs?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked the former&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i was walking home from school and i was puttig on my earplugs... i walked into a &lt;strong&gt;yellow lampost&lt;/strong&gt; HEAD ON. omg man,. it was hell embarrassing. damn heng no one saw (: but my gucci sunglasses had this yellow paint on one of the lenses. OMGOMG!!! hell i thought it wont come off man. heng it did, no scratched ^^ so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night met dexin, HAMMY (her car) and her mum. they drove me to uh, innaloo's cinema place to watch STEP UP 2!!!! damn nice man. btu also though it was a cheaper day, still abit ex man. and we watched with her church friends too, and both jeremys were friendly. ummm.. AND OMG i saw SHUYAN can. like the wushu girl?! from like 6 years ago?!?! i only met her once in singapore and now i see her here!!! so coincidental man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uh. got home late and tired, but very happy. i love the babe man. she's so sweet... haha and OMG she's so hot now can. complexion and figure damn nice. hahaha *jealous* damn i need to lose weight ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then wednesday i walked into a dustbin...!!! omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i got lost that day. dropped my school stuffs at home and headed to look for chin woo (jing wu) yeah, the huo yuan jia guy's one. ya. at canning vale. the indian bus driver gave me wrong directions *#@! then i walked for like 30mins and finally found a sports place and asked for directions...then uh the lady said i have to go like further down.. thenn this really nice indian driver stopped and asked if i needed help cuz i look lost. SEE indians have nice indians and horrid indians lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao the place i was stuck at was damn ulu can?!?! like some warehouses and all. damn scary, plus my phone was on super low-going on-no batt... omgomg... then i walked out to the bus stop, which is actually just a chair. tehn there was a girl there. thank goodness i wasnt alone! so scary i almost cried. got on the bus with the same nice indian driver to ride further down.. but the place still looked super ulu man. still warehouses. its like warehouse land or something!!! then i walked and found a taekwando place... so i walked into the bend and after 5mins was still stuck in a no-human-only-warehouse land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw 2 men and asked for directions. and neither knew where. T.T so walked down again and was gonna give up, but one of them drove by and asked if i needed a lift about 1.5k further down so i can check it out, if not he could send me back to the bus stop. no choice man, with like me half dead under the scorching sun and all... so hopped in and found the place!!b so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coach was nice enough to talk to me and asked someone to send me back. and all of them were surprised that i took a bus -.- haha very surprising meh? but public transport here sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sg better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. damn tired but i stil slept at like 3am ahaha watching THE PIANO due to return to the library today. fell asleep halfway zzz. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the city today with PERCY cuz SHANE ps us. then i went to do my student working visa and handphone shit. ha. damn lucky got percy lor. if not my resume wont be able to be done. WTF work at bubble tea shop also must give resume. like DUH. ah... had lunck at taka (jap place) and bubble tea... walked abit more and bought a super sweet black roxy cap... for winter. HAHAHA damn stupid la. but its so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week spend alot le... must control ): but oh i got a new phone hahahahhaha... for free. but then again. plan very ex. can call home though ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm STEP UP 2 is a freaking hell MUST WATCH lor. damn chio. got one more dance show coming up but aiya. see how la... hahahha poster not attractive man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but man. ANDY is fucking hot la! chio man.. her voice also abit raspy kind... sexy eh!!! hahaha she's really hot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... FREDRICK YOU WON"T BELIEVE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would you rather sleep with johnny depp for one night or have his salary"&lt;br /&gt;i chose the latter HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fred, don't be upset. at least i won't steal him from you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love step up 2!!! soundtracks for me, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5198280214895910034?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5198280214895910034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm-been-down-on-luck-recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5198280214895910034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5198280214895910034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm-been-down-on-luck-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4974245089601651242</id><published>2008-03-26T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:07:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, i used to have a kind of stomach cramps, but they've been gone for like a few months, probably years. and i think that they're back to haunt me again! it sucks like TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not menstrual cramps. but its like just horrid aches man. and it hurts sitting standing and it sends me rolling about wincing in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good things just keep coming don't they? argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;i HATE MY HOMESTAY HOST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4974245089601651242?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4974245089601651242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-i-used-to-have-kind-of-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4974245089601651242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4974245089601651242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-i-used-to-have-kind-of-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-2506829622809831356</id><published>2008-03-24T04:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T04:14:45.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;walao... 5am in the morning sia... i dont even know why i feel like blogging many short posts today... i think its because i need to talk to people. i've been spending like the whole of the past 3 days at home la. in my room to be exact. how can man? and its smaller then the room i have at home ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its a holiday again tomorrow. BOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a lighter note, i show you handsome guy la... (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181032914505083650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R-a5_EauqwI/AAAAAAAAABk/7apm65dDYs8/s320/yul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so handsome right! like OMG im in loveeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-2506829622809831356?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/2506829622809831356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/walao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2506829622809831356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2506829622809831356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/walao.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R-a5_EauqwI/AAAAAAAAABk/7apm65dDYs8/s72-c/yul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-2683932641041098422</id><published>2008-03-23T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:59:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im binging ): yes. its 2 mins to 1am and i made myself a small  bowl of milo creal with milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think now i know why i gained that horridous kilo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-2683932641041098422?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/2683932641041098422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-binging-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2683932641041098422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2683932641041098422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-binging-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8944045400977942755</id><published>2008-03-23T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:49:33.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg omg... i was talking to WASH. wui shing.... and yeah after i showed him the make up thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s56 no body put make up XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she may have makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus that she wear it everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we don't knoe whether it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;must be make up haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im soo gonna blog about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swirley twirley lollipops: screams step up 2!!! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;arghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeho's really chio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wash says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not put make up one haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, weeho. wash is like totally in love with you (: ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeho's a guy btw. the chioe-est guy in s56&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8944045400977942755?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8944045400977942755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-omg-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8944045400977942755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8944045400977942755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8772131004240650140</id><published>2008-03-21T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:05:23.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HI MUMMY!&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R-NsEUauqvI/AAAAAAAAABc/6xUB73ioDgI/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180102817862298354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R-NsEUauqvI/AAAAAAAAABc/6xUB73ioDgI/s320/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" /&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/6567059-8772131004240650140?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8772131004240650140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-mummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8772131004240650140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8772131004240650140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R-NsEUauqvI/AAAAAAAAABc/6xUB73ioDgI/s72-c/DSC01813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-8608183443623236336</id><published>2008-03-21T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:01:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am like SO emotional these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why!! its kinda scary ahahaha. and no, i dont mean the EMO kinda where i feel like attempting suicide or being sad and depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i mean was that... i was watching A BEAUTIFUL MIND again online, for i have watched it previously la. so anyway. i cried la! omg. like not reallly whine and cry kinda thing. but i teared... when john nash got the pens at the cafeteria and when he gave the speech that alicia was all of his reasons to continue living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8608183443623236336?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8608183443623236336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-like-so-emotional-these-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8608183443623236336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8608183443623236336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-like-so-emotional-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5635822235190450263</id><published>2008-03-18T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:58:36.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY IM FED UP WITH BLOGGER. I accidentally deleted the damn long post i had typed like 15 mins prior to this. And it was ending already lahhhhhhhh. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. From the top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made new friends! *BEAMS* ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Don’t i sound like some first grader or smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Key figure here is Scofiel(d). D is in brackets cuz i duno if it is actually a part of his name. He says it isn’t. But don’t you think its weird if thats the case? So its in brackets, reader’s pleasure. Ahhaha and uh. SHANE and PERCY and CLARA( who i am not gonna mention at all in this post) cuz she was MIAMIAMIAMIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Went to scofiel(d)’s new house today for fun. To chill off the 3hrs between tests. Cuz uh. Shane wanted me to give her a quick lesson before her IT test and i was supposed to be revising scofiel(d)’s maths with him. And percy was, well, bored. Haha. So why not go for a drive huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we ended up fooling around watching “xiang zuo zou, xiang you zou’ on some intercepted tv channel. So it was ell, those black and white and really distorted kinda image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fooled around with a coupe of magic stuff. Like card tricks and shuffles and all. Haha i am currently learning a new shuffle. Haha. So anyway. The first trick scofiel(d) showed all 3 of us was this torch which he turned into a flower! Fake flower la. But still. It was damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then he showed us this burning paper thing which will vanish into the air. And it almost caught my hair la. Hahaha... wa. Damn cool also that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s those coin tricks and card tricks lor. Then got one mousetrap one. Damn cool. He gave it to me cuz he doesn’t use it anyway. Ahhaha. YAY. I shall perform it like a pro someday! Too bad shane had to go. Cuz the final was one damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the next one ah... damn stupid!! I still laugh to myself leh, like during the math test, i finished like half hour early and i was thinking about it and i laughed! And the teacher was like... are you okay? Ahha damn embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he went to mcdonalds and asked for a straw. But they gve him the normal one. Then he was upset and showed them the straw he had. A HUGE STRAW LOR. Damn thick and long. And yes, it sounds wrong. But its like damn cool. Like almost touched the ceiling kinda long.... ahaha damn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erh. Nth much already la.... after school skipped math lesson cuz of a horrid headache i had. Then he said ‘we go city zou zou la’ then i was okay lor. Since i haven’t been into the cuty since after school started. Then halfway we realised it closed already! Cuz it was around 4.45pm le!!! Then fetch his friend home. Saw his friend’s car... DAMN CHIO CAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 toyota convertible sportscar. Damn cio. Behind he put the word ‘spider’ like the lambo’s la.... haha. Then damn chio lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scofiel(d)’s nt tt chio yet. Black Honda dunowhat. Changing wheels to 18”black with red circular outline. Dying the silver lines red. Damn chio. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Point is. We got lost cuz of a wrong turn. Then passed by King’s park then he said next time bring you there walk la, now no time ma. Then okay lor. Hmm took a long nice drive home and uh thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa i tell you. His friend damn funny. Met me for like what, less than 15 mins, talked less then 5sentences then ask me go join them club on thurs. Long holiday mah. So hioing lor. And he’s like at least 30 lor. Then scofiel(d) say don’t kena cheat by his friend. Ahha his friend jio girls damn pro one. But... eeyer. Ahhahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tests today la. Damn crazy. It 1 was okay though i missed out one at least 1 instruction ****. Full marks gone. Communications was about “do the western Australian police force deserve a pay raise?”  then all the newspaper shit website shit and all. And uh. Maths. 1hr test in 30mions. Damn easy. But aiyah. Full marks abit hard eh. As you all (who know me well) know that my math sucks and i’ve passed it once only other than O levels. Hahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post HUR. Damn tired. Been getting alot of new songs lately. Shiok. Thanks to fred, tim, kelv and Kenneth! And ben. Hmmm im still looking for FAIRYTALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And **** don’t forget the promise you made on youtube ah. Love song hor!!! And don’t make promises you can’t keep! I’ll be waiting! Ahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye ----&lt;@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5635822235190450263?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5635822235190450263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-im-fed-up-with-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5635822235190450263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5635822235190450263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-im-fed-up-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-1867076640983516297</id><published>2008-03-15T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:14:14.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sg is gaining from the blooming market. jobs of locals are at record high, but foreigner's share of gain higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have the local workforce gained from the stunning ecnomomic growth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-1867076640983516297?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/1867076640983516297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/sg-is-gaining-from-blooming-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1867076640983516297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/1867076640983516297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/sg-is-gaining-from-blooming-market.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-7742312851955275811</id><published>2008-03-15T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:10:13.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiatus. sorry. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a usual saturday here la. slacked and all. percy cancelled our outing today cuz she wasnt feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i had to find smth to do to pass time, besides eating a couple of hot cross buns and a spoonful of nutella. oh right, i borrowed 2 dvds from the school library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was watching MOULIN ROUGE and it is officially my favourite movie and nicole kidman is one of my favourite acteresses (as she did act in king kong also what). more about that later... i cant wait to get started on it!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its 7.45 and im looking around ninmsn.com and found out that shrek, national treasure and matilda's showing on tv. so i went to watch something la. halfway through i was bored and decided to take my lappy out for a walk, since all girls are capable of multi tasking well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my internet now are ninemsn, the straits times and blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the straits times. i just miss home so much and australian newspapers are hell expensive, full of ads and little coverage on overseas stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since the straits times got smart and you gotta pay to read premium news online, i took to reading the most read news. like uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cold snap in sg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;armed robbery in red hill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the bus driver who gave false info on the escaped terrorist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and families in sg who are living beyond their means&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i got slightly lazy as the advertisements on tv ended so did 'matilda' and shrek is just so boring. national treasure's showing the final part. WOOT cool....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; as i said, i got lazy and then started to watch the VODcasts. video news. haha... short span of max 5mins and stuff with most, interesting news...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the porsche parade seemed f*cking cool can. how i wish i owned one. ): the new family vehicle is damn chio la... can race and stuff too. hahah... and i so wanna go to the F1 thingy in september...!!!!!!!! the rain in sg has brought sg to the lowest temp since 1934. damn cold hur. with alot of rain... been raining here in perth too for no more than 15mins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;daddy's in china hope he takes care of himself and don't get caught by the flu bug in HK... and sex ed is now another debating topic in sg. kids know about it lah, they watch alot of tv and stuff. haha talk about 39 hour days and multi-tasking! hmph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;do you think we're a karaoke city? MP Irene Ng asked... she followed her question with the following statements.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"a creative city is marked by innovation, ideas and an authentic vibrancy... a karaoke city... takes on a well sung song and putting its own rendition on it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think singapore's fine now. but not enough for them. they're intending to put in more money to increase the talent pool in sg, to make sg into a more vibrant art city. but hey. other countries are following our ideas too (the ERP) ahaha... by london and milan etc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah i miss home. heck, i miss the ERP. haha... i wanna go back ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-7742312851955275811?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/7742312851955275811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7742312851955275811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/7742312851955275811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/03/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5683264964919356299</id><published>2008-02-20T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:33:25.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a sudden urge to practice my chinese after reading something off the net. so its really random. just some thoughts i've put down in words after they were magicaly conjured up by me ^^ probably emo toooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps dont laugh, since i cant type it, i had to cut and paste each and every word lor. TMD! but, i like ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天,我想起了以前在家里感觉到曾经的美好,温心. 心里感到一种未感到过的孤独.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的真的好想好想家.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that took me 30mins. ah. i need to get chinese software ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5683264964919356299?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5683264964919356299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-had-sudden-urge-to-practice-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5683264964919356299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5683264964919356299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-had-sudden-urge-to-practice-my.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4609202519627734449</id><published>2008-02-20T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:10:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy's a dear, so is mummy! although he spells great as grat ^^ by misteak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the little red dot oh-so-far away, he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fill your stomach. have a good lunch. try to see you and speak with you tnte. my Dear daughter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. he loves me (: i know it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4609202519627734449?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4609202519627734449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/daddys-dear-so-is-mummy-although-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4609202519627734449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4609202519627734449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/daddys-dear-so-is-mummy-although-he.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5659478768053580266</id><published>2008-02-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:45:34.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KENNETH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now stop complaining (=&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/6567059-5659478768053580266?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-4418260489952126940</id><published>2008-02-18T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:30:43.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this one's for daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the love you have showered upon me.&lt;br /&gt;though i'm not able to spend money like the rich and i'm not the prettiest girl on earth. you'd still be there for me. giving me everything you can. nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the shit i've given you, is unable to dry up your barrel of patience you have for me, the family and from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family man, you are. i'm damn lucky daddy. thanks for coming and making sure the environment is alright, to check out the school, and for the food i wont be able to afford with my allowance. thank ou for letting me squeeze with you and mum in the hotel room, though i had to sleep on the luggage rack, it was fun, and cosy for you were there, just 10 steps away from me. thanks for carrying all my 'singapore laksa and meesiam paste" till the train station. thanks for fixing my shoe rack, the first you've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when boarding the train home. wishing it was the train heading towards tanah merah, instead it wa heading to murdoch. i cried all the way home. during which you sent me a simple sms. but to me it felt like the world, which, i dont know why, made me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home mummy called and asked if i was home. i just got back. and she asked if i wanted to talk to you. im sorry i said no, i was an utter mess, and i didnt want you to hear me like that, so i said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to send you off so badly tmr, but i doubt mummy'd allow me to. i'm afraid of seeing you turn you back on me. thankfully you could bear that sight from me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy i promise i'll always be your little girl. i wont forget you while i'm here. i'll get my 2 HDs just to see you again in june. i promise i'll try hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy, i love you. i truly do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4418260489952126940?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4418260489952126940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-ones-for-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4418260489952126940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4418260489952126940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-ones-for-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5096114994764561772</id><published>2008-02-15T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:39:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you. i really am all ears for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the confusion is getting to us. but lets set things straight shal we, so that we shant live in doubt, or fear of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when patience runs dry, there's only a thing you can do- choose. whichever you choose, i'll not rebutt it whatsoever. if it's supoosed to be, it will, in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1461days are alot. im scared too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5096114994764561772?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5096114994764561772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5096114994764561772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5096114994764561772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/you.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-4546388202246759231</id><published>2008-02-14T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:44:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Will I See Your Face Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamie scotts and the town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am, everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Since you said, you'd come again,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not fair, cos you're not here,&lt;br /&gt;I wait in vain, but nothing has chaaanged,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a flower, soaking in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;If i could wish one thing, i'd hear you call my name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will i see your face again,&lt;br /&gt;When will you touch my life again (oh yeah),&lt;br /&gt;When will i breathe you in again (ha),&lt;br /&gt;I think i love you...will i see your face again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little thing, like the rain coming,&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me a certain kind of way,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me girl, where are you now, 'cos i don't know how much longer i can wait,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer, waiting for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;When you're coming in, i know my life's begun,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will i see your face again&lt;br /&gt;When will you touch my life again&lt;br /&gt;When will i breathe you in again,&lt;br /&gt;I think i love you, will i see your face again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that all my life i've been waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some, someone like you to love me,&lt;br /&gt;You can't come by like an angel, into my life,&lt;br /&gt;And then fly awaay, fly away,&lt;br /&gt;Oh honey, cos i, uh baby, ba ba doo yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Sing, i've only seen you, oh, i said, uh huh, i said i said, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will i see your face again (i wanna see you once in my life),&lt;br /&gt;When will you touch my life again, (wanna see you twice in my life),&lt;br /&gt;When will i breathe you in again (oh),&lt;br /&gt;I think i love you, will i see your face again,&lt;br /&gt;I said, see bap pa da doo ba ba (oh),&lt;br /&gt;Bap ba doo yeah, that's what we do yeah (oh),&lt;br /&gt;When will i see your face again my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i think you gotta let me know yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4546388202246759231?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4546388202246759231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-will-i-see-your-face-again-jamie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4546388202246759231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4546388202246759231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-will-i-see-your-face-again-jamie.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-8530960889527879983</id><published>2008-02-13T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:24:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention i played mahjong 3 nights in a row for fear that aussie has NO mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm proud to say that so far, i have played mahjong! ahhahahaha. once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, orientation's tomorrow, and so is valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for those with dates, lucky you. those with not, i'll be online. LOL. mope with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-8530960889527879983?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/8530960889527879983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-i-mention-i-played-mahjong-3-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8530960889527879983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/8530960889527879983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-i-mention-i-played-mahjong-3-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5441013322075105938</id><published>2008-02-13T22:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:22:19.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the s56-ers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MJSWxpVDI/AAAAAAAAABU/EyZK2JPxN08/s1600-h/07S56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166483408480195634" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MHuWxpVBI/AAAAAAAAABE/5WVyGRehH1c/s320/xlhy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MHumxpVCI/AAAAAAAAABM/yHsNhe6kVO8/s1600-h/zilian.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166481694788244514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MHumxpVCI/AAAAAAAAABM/yHsNhe6kVO8/s320/zilian.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i left, i met up with the babes too...!! they're seriously the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MEKWxpU6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oruSz0UOcOE/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166477773483103138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MEKWxpU6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oruSz0UOcOE/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MEKmxpU7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e6rmdiC6Ojk/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166477777778070450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MEKmxpU7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e6rmdiC6Ojk/s320/DSC01810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;and the cr guys and jo chris and angie. with that oh-so-cute chef from TAIWAN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGNGxpU8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rEzYZKnkBMk/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166480019750998978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGNGxpU8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rEzYZKnkBMk/s320/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGO2xpU-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hQUnckQsIJ8/s1600-h/DSC01916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166480049815770082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGO2xpU-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hQUnckQsIJ8/s320/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGOWxpU9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hlpWBLU-2Pg/s1600-h/DSC01911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166480041225835474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MGOWxpU9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hlpWBLU-2Pg/s320/DSC01911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 the friends went to send me off man... i cried in my daddy's arms, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met with fred too, had lunch and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm guys and babes, thanks ^^ i really appreciate all the stuff man. and i'm so gonna miss you all ah.... ^^ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5441013322075105938?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5441013322075105938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/s56-ers-before-i-left-i-met-up-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5441013322075105938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5441013322075105938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/02/s56-ers-before-i-left-i-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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/_gMzXiIXZWhA/R7MJSWxpVDI/AAAAAAAAABU/EyZK2JPxN08/s72-c/07S56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567059.post-4505368370068699984</id><published>2008-01-12T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:50:07.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BYE 07. hello 08...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 was horrible. started off horrible. ended off okay. made dnew friends. lost some. better-ed some, got in touch with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucks, and i beliebe, will continue to be sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usa trip this time round, xmas is las vegas... saw los angeles, san frans, las veg, mexico...&lt;br /&gt;damn hot la omg. haha. met someone... oh well. FRED. THANKS FOR MAKING ME DAY THAT TIME *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm 08... started of with res. dont wanna talk about it. sucks to the max. wushu rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a totally horrid day...&lt;br /&gt;yumsy made me smail... b ra sale ^^ LOL&lt;br /&gt;jerome.. and hagan daaz ice cream and bubble tea ^^ and the company THANKS&lt;br /&gt;and kelv for surprising me with hprison break s3 (:&lt;br /&gt;and fred, for being so busy, but managed to steal a smile from me ^^ loveyou. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's been ok at first...&lt;br /&gt;had training on wed, almost killed me...&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 11.30 on thurs... met yumsy at bugis to shop around, went to toapayoh to see phones and horrible shoes... wanted to meet yumi... but she was busyyyyyyyyy )):&lt;br /&gt;hmm saw mr weida for dinner at changing appetites, and he was so nice as to order a feraking HUGE damn scrumptious frankstein mudpie for me. his treat ^^ haha. and he was making me feel so damn guilty about all the sugar and calories )): but he was nice company. haha. and the 4 hours owned all the convs i had in school. and esplanade slacking was greattttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least fri was mock x country run... 3.3km ): so i ran off my mudpie. ahaha. it was funny cuz the run SUCKED shitloads... but the break time and the time where we got back to school... as in the after run, i felt relaxed. like really calm and just free. weird. i hate running. ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PX though you;ll never see this ): ahhaa... 18 le. wo men jiu shi zai deng ni!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat's here and sunday... can't wait to get my season 3 from kelvin ( and my subway)... then i can go watch again and be MESMERISED by wentworth miller ahaha.... he's so fucking cute la omg. anyway i hope timothy's free for wakeboarding and dinner too ): i need to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then. life's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i was infatuated with you, till yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;when i passed the prata shop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i remembered the promise you made me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-4505368370068699984?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/4505368370068699984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4505368370068699984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/4505368370068699984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-07.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-5127579565824891035</id><published>2007-09-14T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:51:41.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm officially fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously. i really cant give a damn about the bloody impression i give to people at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos is like 11 days. i havent started studying the year's work of stuff for anything.ci missed school for 3 days and prob more in the next week cuz i can't sleep, i cant eat, i can't breathe at night and i throw up all the fuckin medicine. except the relaxant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if things go bad retain or switch schools or go poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been missing out on alot of social life now. seniors-friends arent there much. new friends new lives. ex schoolmates are working-poly, or i dont talk to them anymore cuz they've learnt the horrendous skill of mugging. and obviously i am a hardcore lazy ass who doesnt mug so mostly i talk to my schoolfriends about stress, studies, school and pw mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought things have changed for the better, much better, cchs4cr is still the best. best friends then are now just good friends... px,ty,chris,jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like chilling doesnt exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though kelv said he'll pay for my zoo trip. haha... pity i can't ever get to see him pick up tiger's shit or some other animal's. cio's hot in his black curly clown hair in the spoof. fred's going live in 5hours and 13 mins exactly on 1003 (ALL THE BEST). and i do miss my fish alot, though he won't know... and jer's just stressed about art. omfg. i miss chris. she looks hot in the johnnie walker dress and sexy black stockings plus boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loved j2s-yums, yumi, yc, zhanhao, jon, mel, sophie, ppl from other schools. all the best for a's ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wtfh. i have to go for a stupid oral presentation course on 10th october. thats big party pooper. i'm gonna be 18! finally an exam not on my birthday. the first time of all my schooling years. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna get an e and 3 s's. plus an A for chinese. and pw. go*damit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm trying my best to bitch back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-5127579565824891035?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/5127579565824891035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-officially-fucked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5127579565824891035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/5127579565824891035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-officially-fucked.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-206909119289640488</id><published>2007-07-18T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:49:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah. i'm back after.... er... eight and a half months ^^ so hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid years sucked. lol. and i miss christine lala px ty yan fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm kinda upset... i mean what the... javin sang well what, and yet, he was beaten by sean. i mean, he's good la, that small boy. but if i heard his voice on a cd or something, i wouldn't imagine his face to be that young... i duno la. jaslyn says he's cute. eeee. lol paedophile la you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, wushu's okay, miss training with my juniors... alot alot. and the wushugirls and co, in chung cheng... but life has to go on. even though everybody's moving on, i keep thining that all this will never never end, as in, the fun and laughter. i guess up till know i still don't see myself as a 100% victorian. people there kn ow like everybody haha... kinda wierd. in cchs, i used to be like oh okay, i've seen the cohort, know them, blabla. but i'm like going to this place where half the ppl are strangers. i guess it might be the cca- we're so close that, i don't really bother about other stuff. but its changing. j1s will never be as close as the j2s. which is kinda disappointing... team spirit is now only on the court... and only half hearted off the court... maybe its me being emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, HEY! i've got dirt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i joined CHEERLEADING. and its NOT that bimbotic a sport. its hard okay- ppl used to think that its all super easy and shite. but it actually is tiring... stretches are okay but the physical and lifts- can be deadly. gotta know a few ppl there... they're a fun bunch ^^ makes training alot better... mutual trust and commitment mattera a hell lot. though our coach looks like he's barking his head off alot, slapping us hard to get us locking... he's nice la. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special mention to freddddddddddd the cheeky monkey..... ahhaha you're mentioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-206909119289640488?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/206909119289640488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/07/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/206909119289640488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/206909119289640488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/07/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-2938019436932289142</id><published>2007-07-18T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:35:02.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sian. school starts tmr. and i can proudly say i have NOT done my bloody econs essay crap which was due last friday. whatever. i dont intend to do it anymore anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sat was aight. went for some make up class my mum signed me up for. then went shopping alone. yes. friend pangseh la. wah. i was damn pissed. but anyway. walked around town and bugis the mall for awhile. and i finally bought that lime green heart chain thingy i have been eying from diva. bought daddy's present. a big huge heavy mug which screams 'big time golfer' and i was smsing fredrick when i sent the msg o daddy. yum's would've gone 'YOU BIMBO' but anyway. bought the bape mag and bro's file thing. and er a really cute red devil looking thing for the mp3 earphones. met meemee on the bus back, she finished her voluntary canoer, to make sure people dont sink LOL- at a biathelon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sun was better lol. went shopping again! yay. i'm seriously addicted. went to bugis and bought the rest of the stuff i have been wanting to buy, some green bangles and a necklace of a guy kissing a girl. really sweet. and black. hm. bought earrings too! llol. walked around bugis trying to fina some fashion suff i want but to no avail. scoured bugis street and finally found my hoop earings. hm, buoght more earrings lol, red and green. yeah, i LOVE GREEN and ORANGE, and RED lol. couldnt find a nice bag for school- bagpack. bought a fishbone thingy for the mo3 thing again- its ORANGE ahahhaha. super cute. and i want some shirts! gotta go back and get them. spent too much this month- damn broke. lol. dor perkins has no orange halter in size 6 )= i liked it alot )= went to plaza sing and do the creative shit. walked around ate at cartel, without the waffles- we were too full. lol went home and watched tv.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is so damn slack for someone in vj. ppl are like mugging their asses off for like the mock spa on tues or smth. like whatever. got my project work groupings. hari, zhuangyan (i think) mega and er WEEHO. omg. ongweeho. i'm so dead. lol. (= in case yhou're reading this weeho darling, i'm kidding :p&lt;/p&gt;april 22nd. sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-2938019436932289142?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/2938019436932289142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/07/sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2938019436932289142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/2938019436932289142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2007/07/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116420030330904706</id><published>2006-11-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:58:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i need long hours on the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116420030330904706?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116420030330904706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-i-need-long-hours-on-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116420030330904706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116420030330904706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-i-need-long-hours-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116419998170475866</id><published>2006-11-22T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:53:01.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am fuckin going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't mind the french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, the emo shit is getting to me again. and yeah, it does suck big time. i mean everyone's freakin gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls, the sports, the classpeople, the three of us, the every fucking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfh happened people. its like when the girls left, they went into another world. is it really like that? new world, re-newed life, new friends, bye past bye shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i'm pissed. and i'm not making any sense. i need a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116419998170475866?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116419998170475866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-fuckin-going-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116419998170475866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116419998170475866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-fuckin-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116117015672777290</id><published>2006-10-18T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:18:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm awfully jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't f get over it until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me, somebody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz if i said it, i'd be unloyal and not a good friend i guess. yes, it all ends bad, doesn't it. why can't time turn back? to maybe 2005. then all'd be well. forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116117015672777290?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116117015672777290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-awfully-jealous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116117015672777290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116117015672777290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-awfully-jealous.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116066550850985618</id><published>2006-10-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:06:38.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;song of the day is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;when you say nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its amazing how you can speak right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;without saying a word you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;try as i may&lt;br /&gt;i can never explain&lt;br /&gt;what i hear when you dont say a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever i fall&lt;br /&gt;you say it best&lt;br /&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day long i can hear people talking out loud&lt;br /&gt;but when you hold me near&lt;br /&gt;you drown out the crowd&lt;br /&gt;try as they may they can never define&lt;br /&gt;whats been said between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever i fall&lt;br /&gt;you say it best&lt;br /&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever i fall&lt;br /&gt;you say it best&lt;br /&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;the truth in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by ronan keating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old, nice, and really sweet. hey, i typed it while listening to the song la, so don't flame me for wrong lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, to all JOAKIM fans. be jealous, i saw him TWICE yesterday, when he was walking towerds heeren, and out of heeren, he's cute LOL. and we made eye contact ley! and he smiled. hahaha. so shy some more. eye candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and ms soh was really nice to us. the only cher who gave us presents. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;thanks amanda and samantha too,&lt;br /&gt;for the belated wishes.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting shern, and tcy again (:&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/6567059-116066550850985618?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116066550850985618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/song-of-day-is-when-you-say-nothing-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116066550850985618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116066550850985618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/song-of-day-is-when-you-say-nothing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116066428604248190</id><published>2006-10-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:44:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the 4cr girls. they bought me the zinc bag! thuogh it IS zinc, the design's original. wasnt too sure if i should get it or not, and they got it for me! esp jo. i love you k? besties forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo- though some quarrels do get in the way, i really want you to know that we'll stick together kay? YI BEI ZI! &lt;3 our promise to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and thanks jia yi! for the planner! lol. i guess i really need it hur! and the book, i promise i'll read it soon. (: so i guess i'm the free spirit hur?&lt;br /&gt;*ps the wrapper you wrapped the present with, was the exact same printing of a notebook that a friend bought for me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn screwed. less then 3 weeks to the exams and i'm slacking. sunday slack, monday slack, tuesday slack, wednesday slack, today slack?! if this goes down. i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rayson. i want my present! lol. since you already bought it =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fred's still calling me birthday girl... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, ty and px so nice eh! wed they treat me movie plus pool! ty wanted to spon my whole day's expenses, but very bad la hor? hahaha, so i treat jo, jw and yan to lunch cuz px and ty say dun need. shar was a dear! she came down for lunch, though she didn't really eat -.- and rob-b-hood is damn funny!!! go watch. baby's super cute!!!! hm, and the ng's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. happy birthday ty! after 48hours, you're finally as old as me. wahahha. ahgong! i hope you liked your presents! kon was so cute i almost kept him for myself. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was hell-ish. last day of school as a class sucked. oh well. all's well ends well i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116066428604248190?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116066428604248190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-4cr-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116066428604248190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116066428604248190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-4cr-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116049174617235240</id><published>2006-10-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:49:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/26092006090.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/26092006090.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/26092006092.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/26092006092.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/23092006071.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/23092006071.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116049174617235240?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116049174617235240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116049174617235240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116049174617235240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116048631695132779</id><published>2006-10-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:35:11.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and also, thanks to minru, weihong, louisa, chessia, sharlyn, xuanying, jane, jiaying, lilian, tracia, zixiang, tse yan, jonathan(vj wushu), kelvin, weijun again!, jasmine, lihui, yun kuan, mrs perira, jiayi, justinchou, javin, fred!, yongchao, christine, bennykorkor, nigel, alicia and belinda, yums!, yumi!, meemee!, bri!, main, daddy, rex, albert, daryl lim, benjamin.thian, pinxun!!!, junwei, dexin, wyntruice, jasminewong, jiehui, patra, and sorry if i left your name out! i really tried to recall, but thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think cuz you all flooded me at midnight, some messages came at 6+, 8+, 10+ till 2+ so i'm really sorry if i replied really late. i spent 250 smses just on that. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, special thanks go to&lt;br /&gt;fredrick, for not being the earliest, but the most sincere one- he claims ^^&lt;br /&gt;yanjie, for the present&lt;br /&gt;suwen, for the yummy starburst gummies (sorry i shared with the class lol)&lt;br /&gt;alicia and belinda, for the really cute stuff&lt;br /&gt;suwen and wyntrice- for making a huge commotion at the library! yeah. cuz zer and i were studying in the really quiet library, when the two pranksters banged on our table and shouted (really shouted) happy birthday. lol. shocked me la. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jasmine!!! you made me so malu! now they all know le la! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. did class grad video after school, till 4.30+, so i hope it'll make everyone's day at the grad seremony, cuz i heard some class' one were really touching. but ours will rock too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4courage. we rock. and we know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116048631695132779?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116048631695132779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-also-thanks-to-minru-weihong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116048631695132779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116048631695132779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-also-thanks-to-minru-weihong.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116041353564408415</id><published>2006-10-10T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:05:35.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its today xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;jolene, nicholascousin, jeremy, guangyao, pearl, rayson, lucius, alex, zixiang, suwen!, taiyou, yuhui, haojun, wenyan, sylvester, weijun and mybro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to all 17 of you for wishing me happy 17th at midnight, or earlier. LOL. i love you guys! though i really didnt see it coming from some of you, thanks still. love to all. and no one's gonna spoil my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i got my 7th ear piercing today. LOL. cuz i closed my naval one, it not it'd be eight in all, oh well, jan's coming, so is my new one. lol. happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to them;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sylvester,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks for remembering and sending your wishes early! do take care of that ankle please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alex,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mug hard eh! and freeze on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suwen,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you're super cute la! thanks for making my day really! ai si ni le! muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zixiang,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ah, junior, playful but nice hur! thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yuhui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thanks senior, though we don't talk much, you really rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weijun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though it was an early one, thanks. and i'm looking forward to china!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jolene,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks for being the first to sms me after midnight, in chinese- the languag you dread. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks alot dear! haha. you rock =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicholas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eh cousin, i'm surprised, but really appreciate it x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haojun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happy 18th to you! don't get too wild hur, mild boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks eh, i'm really really surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guangyao,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i didnt think you'd remember, and the picture msg was super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pearl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i've known you since what, pri 1? 2? and yeah friends for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lucius,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ben and jerry's!!!! wahahaha, thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;taiyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thanks boy. the usuals rock. lunch on wed ya? with the gang (: and i'm still older. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rayson,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ah, i forgot about your promise, but thanks guy. 95% is good, nothing's perfect. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you're really nice recently, whats up?! thanks kiddo. love you really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116041353564408415?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116041353564408415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-today-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116041353564408415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116041353564408415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-today-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116012524484506663</id><published>2006-10-06T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:00:44.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tag replies (: sorry it took so long aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dexin! sorry i'm only replying now. lol. was kinda lazy in a sense. im iss you too. and thats our song! lol. i love you too, and i've always wanted to say this to you. till death do us part ain't gonna come true, cuz we'll meet up soon anyway, so death won't do us part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rayson. ah, how's the healing coming? haha use what to whack, the o's just paper eh... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samng! hey girl, heard you're going on a shopping frenzy now hur! JEALOUS k? hahaha. you take care too, and have fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallow vampire. gee, thats a long name to type. and yeah paiseh for the wrong link all this while. i've changed it already. (: thanks for your help that night. really appreaciated it alot. thanks. i've got style! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116012524484506663?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116012524484506663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/tag-replies-sorry-it-took-so-long-aye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116012524484506663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116012524484506663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/tag-replies-sorry-it-took-so-long-aye.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-116006179287437967</id><published>2006-10-05T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:23:12.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm dying. dying, dead! damn its only like another 5 days to my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can live to enjoy it. school sucks. though the only motivation came from mr soon and mr goh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-116006179287437967?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/116006179287437967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116006179287437967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/116006179287437967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115969776388435120</id><published>2006-10-01T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:16:03.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, and i just received a thank you mail from my NEOPET hahahaha... it reads :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hi there huan yuet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im just emailing to say that I had a great time in the NeoLodge, and now its time for me to check out and go back to Neopia!. Thanks for being the best owner ever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I hope all the other Neopets are jealous :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Speak to you soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/yurble_red_baby.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/400/yurble_red_baby.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/hopso.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/400/hopso.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/hopso.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumpy the hospo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yur2yur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PS. I would like some more food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in case you dont know how my neopet looks like- duh!&lt;/span&gt; haha. that pink thing is a hospo. name's grumpy. doesn't it look grumpy? its my pet's petpet. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115969776388435120?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115969776388435120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-and-i-just-received-thank-you-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969776388435120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969776388435120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-and-i-just-received-thank-you-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115969620838701951</id><published>2006-10-01T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:54:19.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny right? on racial discrimiation, and math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/haha.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/400/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115969620838701951?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115969620838701951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny-right-on-racial-discrimiation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969620838701951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969620838701951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny-right-on-racial-discrimiation.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115969578741806596</id><published>2006-10-01T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:43:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/division.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/division.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/bimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/bimbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115969578741806596?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115969578741806596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969578741806596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969578741806596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115969555195450053</id><published>2006-10-01T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:39:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/find%20x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/find%20x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/1600/expansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/360/320/expansion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115969555195450053?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115969555195450053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969555195450053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969555195450053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115969446441353772</id><published>2006-10-01T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:21:04.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;read this off yum's email...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Does your name begin with: H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You seek a mate who can enhance your zest for life ,fun &amp; everything you seek for. You will be very generous to your lover once you have attained a commitment. You are very affectionate &amp;amp; very strong. Your gifts are actually an investment in your partner. Before the commitment, though, you tend to be very careful with your every move and equally cautious in your involvement's often as you believe that you have to look out for yourself. You are a sensual and patient lover. You will hold off till everything meets your full approval. You are a perfectionist, hard to satisfy and strong in your beliefs. Not influential, you always stand your ground. People can always count on you to stand by them in a crisis. You are a dreamer with/ a passion for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;until i read this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Does your name begin with: Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You are sensual &amp; very independent. If you can't have it your way, you will forget the whole thing. You want to control your relationships which doesn't work out too well. You respond to physical stimulation. However if you can make money you will give up the pleasures of the flesh for the moment. You have a need to prove yourself the best. You want feedback on your performance. You are open, stimulating &amp;amp; romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinda contradicting dontcha think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i read this... those i think are true are in red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves to chat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves those who loves her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves to takes things at the centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attractive and suave......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inner and physical beauty.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not lie or pretend&lt;br /&gt;Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Treats friends importantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bad tempered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seldom helps unless asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daydreamer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very opinionated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not care of what others think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisive&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves to travel, the arts and literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft-spoken, loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Touchy and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;easily jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves outdoors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just and fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spendthrift and easily influenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily lose confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i continued down the mail and read my star sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Libra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn ons&lt;br /&gt;Libra needs peace and harmony in all their relationship so help them maintain that. Venus the ruling planet gives them beauty and they have weakness for people who can compliment them about their beauty (you will not have to make an effort to do that anyway). You can help Libra seek union and partnership in life. If you have Libra partner you can be sure to share beautiful and pleasurable moments together.&lt;br /&gt;Turn offs&lt;br /&gt;Libra is kind and gentle soul but very argumentative. Hence do not start an argument or discussion unless of course you are free and do not know how to pass your time. They hate to lose and most probably in between of discussion they may change their side too (remember scales can tilt) and still continue arguing from other side. Do not push your Libra partner into making decisions. They will keep weighing pros and cons and may still not be able to come to any decision. Have patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, then there was this personality test, and i gave up reading it. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115969446441353772?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115969446441353772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/read-this-off-yums-email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969446441353772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115969446441353772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/10/read-this-off-yums-email.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115961248313287214</id><published>2006-09-30T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:45:30.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eek. my daddy rocks! he is giving me a $1630 birthday present!!!!!! my china trip with the girls! 12 days, 5 days training, 7 days slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family is nice. pushing back our holiday for me. god knows where were going. daddy'a mad in a fun way... south africa (where, according to my cousin, we need a bodyguard everywhere; high crime rates) or egypt. i sense a really fun dec hols. please let me have time for the super class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must pia. xian ku hou tian. if not next year i die le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't. will anyone motivate me? besides joel's dinner/lunch treat ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115961248313287214?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115961248313287214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/eek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115961248313287214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115961248313287214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/eek.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115952269945063624</id><published>2006-09-29T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T17:38:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why's it that its just one glimpse of you that makes my day a better one? it might not become a good day eventually, but it does become better. thanks my friend. if you even consider us friends. haha. or maybe its just me regarding you as a friend, whilst on your side, we're strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to school today. was at macs when the bloody school called home. so mum called, and i went to the polyclinis. she didnt scold me, i felt worse. damn the vp la. ugle hair, ugly clothes, ugly person. go die, freak. hm, thats abit mean on my side. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.oct &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is coming soon!!! haha. yay. i'd be 2 years older then JOLENE. wahahaha... but then, o levels would be here soon too. i must pia ley! moderation also no diff to my results. screw it la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115952269945063624?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115952269945063624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/whys-it-that-its-just-one-glimpse-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115952269945063624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115952269945063624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/whys-it-that-its-just-one-glimpse-of.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115934874472878248</id><published>2006-09-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T17:19:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks... my mid year L1R5 was like what... 39?! and now its alot less, but its still not good. in fact its bad, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneak peeks do bring about a tinge of exhilaration... too bad its never gonna come true eh?, person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there hope, to let things that i want happen. and nothing else but that? if so, i'd really want things to go my way, and not the other way round. its just too bad i can't play God. its just too sad to see this shit happen. sometimes i'd really wanna scream it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girl, sometimes, being friends might be way better then going back to the past, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you yes you. cat. you fucking liar. (: havea great life, telling those "you love" lies, prancing around like a freaking sociable person. oh yes, we all adore you, asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know feigning ignorance was so god damn hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115934874472878248?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115934874472878248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115934874472878248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115934874472878248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115919295608698635</id><published>2006-09-25T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:02:36.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going crazy... i'm going crazy!!!!!!!!!!! three reasons mainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results suck. pass but L1R5 CMI.&lt;br /&gt;mum's haveing MAJOR  pms like ac currents.&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to ppls! ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115919295608698635?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115919295608698635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-going-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115919295608698635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115919295608698635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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-6567059.post-115911822286566348</id><published>2006-09-25T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T01:18:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past week was good. wednesday i think, was the day i got FREE starbucks... yay! thanks weifeng... lol. mocha frapp rocks. thurs was okay la. went out to watch john tucker must die... was hilarious, then slacked around, played pool, then they went to LAN and i slacked around till the go-home-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was kinda nice. met the wushu colour recipiants congrats ppl! and those from vj, yumi, melissa, yaomin, meemee etc. met some friends, nobody really interesting to take note of, no straners i mean. cuz my friends are all cool. lol. some vj guy got his 7th award eh. madness. some guy who took part is sea games for sg. lucky guy. went aorund to tm with tracia, meemee, min, joanne and left for home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat was nice... was late to get up and mum screamed her ass off at me, went to parkway bank with her for i had 1,000 extra bucks in my account. damn i couldnt spend it. then went home cuz i left some stuff there, mum dressed up (she looked different. jo agrees too!) and with dad driving, we went to bugis. had some bread at some breadhouse... was kinda nice. especially their ice chocolate. superb! then met jas and jo, went to flee! where jo bought stuff, and enjoyed. i bought some stuff for mum and we pia-ed back to the train station cuz jas had a motivation thingy... jo and took neoprints!!! lol. busted $22 total, was left flat broke. slacked outside macs for the next one and a half hours, met jas again at orchard, where they (inclusive of jas' sisters and mum) had pepper lunch. joel claimed he saw me, cuz we walked past each other. sorry i didnt notice eh? and then jo and i slacked around again and she went back. i went to meet jer and co at ps... pool again! yayness. hahaha. but we had an agreement 3 days ago. new ppls, yongle, jinlian, weiling, terence yeah, cuz it was jinlian's birthday on sunday. 9+ went to suntec for kenny rogers... yl and jer left halfway to parkway to meet ppl, and we girs and uy went to bedok 85 to meet them and then we went back. huh?! yeah whatever. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was erm wierd in all. went to payar lebar for the exam blessing, saw fred and alot of familiar ppl. met wyntrice up for lunch- her mum pulled her there. lol! slacked in the hall till 1 and took a cab home. played neopets. LOL. destruct-o-match, felt freaking shagged and went to sleep. yeah, it was 1+, 2. i woke up at 8:46. song bo?! hahaha... so i'm wide awake now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;people around me can get so fake. and i dont mean the ppl i hang out with. just that sometime afetr i met jer's friends, i realised the huge diff between us. and our so called "worlds we live in" they're like super good friends. a whole bunch of them, boys and girls. no jealousy between couples whose other half are really good friends with the oppo sexes. in my world. ppl can get so jealous, not excluding me. i mean it is really different, the strong friendship they hold is really something to be jealous about. and they're really very jiang yi qi.&lt;br /&gt;some times today i did wonder, should i go look for friends like that? or should i accept the fact that i'm already going on 17, and there's nothing much i can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6567059-115911822286566348?l=m0onz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/feeds/115911822286566348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/past-week-was-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115911822286566348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6567059/posts/default/115911822286566348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0onz.blogspot.com/2006/09/past-week-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>m0onZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03353001271480242111</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></feed>
