<?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-13322430</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:05:28.513+08:00</updated><category term='o lvls suck'/><category term='posting results'/><category term='random funnies'/><category term='HK trip'/><category term='pon school larh'/><category term='yawn'/><category term='prelims timetable'/><category term='dead larh'/><category term='car door'/><category term='emo kid'/><category term='fantastic 4'/><category term='human skin handbag'/><category term='green garlic'/><category term='leakage'/><category term='SP DTRM/FT/1A/04'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='chicks survey'/><category term='sex bomb.'/><category term='it&apos;s finally over'/><category term='gross'/><category term='MT Os'/><category term='silly quiz'/><category term='chicks survey 2'/><category term='SP flag day'/><category term='neopets'/><category term='long story'/><category term='laughed so hard to stomach ached'/><category term='that gleam in my eyes'/><category term='three days occasion'/><category term='Liar Game'/><category term='PMSed'/><category term='weddings are fun'/><category term='hahaha x)'/><category term='damn curfew'/><category term='MOS lollipop'/><category term='eat like a pig'/><category term='disneyland pin'/><category term='PONstars'/><category term='DPA nerves'/><category term='random larh'/><category term='BSB concert in HK live 2008'/><category term='child abuse'/><category term='DPA interview'/><category term='place of worship'/><category term='phantom of the opera'/><category term='prelims just suck'/><category term='stupid teeth'/><category term='blah'/><category term='harry potter and stupid buses'/><category term='happy 2008'/><category term='the first thing'/><category term='laugh laugh laugh'/><title type='text'>arh-marhn-darh (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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>797</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6571177753782870636</id><published>2010-04-25T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:20:13.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S9ROmbhA6oI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Q1dk0Cixesg/s1600/hmwk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464078670035479170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S9ROmbhA6oI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Q1dk0Cixesg/s320/hmwk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;taxing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of school is over already and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;this is by far the worst sem EVER.&lt;br /&gt;projects and hmwk are piling up.&lt;br /&gt;lecturers suck.&lt;br /&gt;well, technically, the one named rajan sucks.&lt;br /&gt;the rest just look like kittens compared to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;2nd week of school begins tmr and im trying to rush through RM tutorial now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;le sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall keep you guys updated more often &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(will try and make the effort again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with vanny for a movie yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MEETING UP WITH MY DARLS!!&lt;br /&gt;whether in a group or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bounty Hunter is an awesome show!!&lt;br /&gt;watch it watch it!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;have nth much more to blog about so im going back to tutorial..&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't stop make it pop dj blow my speakers up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6571177753782870636?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6571177753782870636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6571177753782870636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6571177753782870636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6571177753782870636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-week.html' title='first week'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S9ROmbhA6oI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Q1dk0Cixesg/s72-c/hmwk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-566834591758094802</id><published>2010-04-08T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:37:00.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73zS1TfDUI/AAAAAAAAAog/MnPHZqrSGi4/s1600/surprised_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457785828314910018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73zS1TfDUI/AAAAAAAAAog/MnPHZqrSGi4/s320/surprised_girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;surprised;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;let's leave it at that for my reaction regarding my results..&lt;br /&gt;no more no less&lt;br /&gt;although i did screamed&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so far, since ive been back from vietnam, ive been to THAILAND with gohjen..&lt;br /&gt;who proceeded to fall sick and we cut our trip short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ive been to the movies, stoning..&lt;br /&gt;and drinking next tues..&lt;br /&gt;and PROLLY clubbing on weds..&lt;br /&gt;i'm till undecided on that..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;so that's the latest update and i've got nthing more..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;peace out people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blame it on the girls who know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-566834591758094802?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/566834591758094802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=566834591758094802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/566834591758094802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/566834591758094802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/results-results.html' title='results results'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73zS1TfDUI/AAAAAAAAAog/MnPHZqrSGi4/s72-c/surprised_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6707872892496186036</id><published>2010-04-08T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:11:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSB THIS IS US TOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73wIsbRpII/AAAAAAAAAoY/8tor4QbYkDA/s1600/IMG_4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457782355598091394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73wIsbRpII/AAAAAAAAAoY/8tor4QbYkDA/s320/IMG_4301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woots;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i prolly should have blogged about this before my viet trip but..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, WENT TO BSB THIS IS US CONCERT with my lovely girls up there..&lt;br /&gt;it was so much fun and it was EPIC that me and lover both won TICKETS to the soundcheck so all 4 of us were there.&lt;br /&gt;like, OMG! we got to take photos with the boys and shake hands all..&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;so surreal!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then, the concert was a blast too.&lt;br /&gt;instead of sitting, all of us were like STANDING, JUMPING, SCREAMING, SINGING at the front of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;uber awesome..&lt;br /&gt;and vanny had this brilliant idea of stalking them after the concert..&lt;br /&gt;well, managed to meet howie and took a photo with him but, yeah, that's about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;le sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;simpang supper after that and then they all camped over at my house..&lt;br /&gt;ehub the next day..&lt;br /&gt;had fun with them and then all left for home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;woots, i love my darls and i love that concert!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm a house of cards in a hurricane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6707872892496186036?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6707872892496186036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6707872892496186036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6707872892496186036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6707872892496186036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/bsb-this-is-us-tour.html' title='BSB THIS IS US TOUR'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73wIsbRpII/AAAAAAAAAoY/8tor4QbYkDA/s72-c/IMG_4301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-826136585087851246</id><published>2010-04-08T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:54:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonders of vietnam :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73itE5aeKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/OTH7sf2vOGc/s1600/vietnam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457767587479451810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73itE5aeKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/OTH7sf2vOGc/s320/vietnam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wonders of vietnam;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a 12D11N trip to vietnam after exams were over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to summarise the entire trip, i had a helluva fun, made new friends and enjoyed myself to the max, returning home totally shagged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8mar to 11mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;met with bf, lover and lynnie at the airport for lunch before i flew off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gathered at t1 and finally, it was time to enter transit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;did some crayon drawings with kris and daphne and then went to the gate to await boarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;first stop: &lt;strong&gt;HANOI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when we landed, we went for dinner first before checking in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;must say, the hotel was much better than we expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Prince Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;during these days we ran ard the place &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(technically, in the bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sightseeing and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;took cyclo rides which were a helluva fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;saw HCM's body, &lt;strong&gt;froze&lt;/strong&gt; while waiting in line, laughed, talked and made new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to Frasers Svs Apts for a visit, all decked out in formal wear and stuff, wobbling away on my heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fought to stay awake during the water puppet shows, ate a hell lot of rice with gravy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;got sick of all the spring onions and parsley in the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but still, i enjoyed my time in hanoi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;11mar to 12mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;took a long long long bus ride down to Halong Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i tell you, second time ive been to Halong Bay, but it's still gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;stayed on the Bhaya cruise and felt like royalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had like, ppl standing and awaiting our arrival with towels and awesome drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and throwing rose petals down at us as we stepped through the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had massage on board and it was DAMN SHIOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sat on &lt;em&gt;sampan&lt;/em&gt; thingys through the fishing village, saw awesome scenery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went into a cave of some sort, and managed not to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and then we left after one night on board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;12mar to 15mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;these few days were spent in central vietnam; namely da nang, hoi an and hue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wanted to tailor a few suits for meself but, there were time constraints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;at da nang, we visited Furama resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GORGEOUS place man, too bad we werent staying there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the place we were staying at, lets just say it was horrendous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the name? Glory Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yeah yeah, it sounds ok, but to me, it was a totally FREAKY place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;brr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;let's recount:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we arrived in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the hotel was typical chinese style with heavy wooden furnishings, pillar etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it comprised of two buildings: the main one and a U-shaped one at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;unfortunately, i was staying in the U-shaped one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;not to fear! for there were others staying there too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but wait, OH NO! only 2 rooms were on the other side, ON THE SECOND LEVEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;walking towards the lift, that building had RED LANTERNS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i mean WTF?! errr, okkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;if not freaky enough, the lift opened to a HUGE ASS mirror facing us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;right so next.. we had to WALK THROUGH this long DARK corridor &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(CANNOT INSTALL BRIGHTER LIGHTS ISSIT?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with those huge WOODEN windows facing half jungles, and half houses, mostly dark with the exception on one WITH flickering lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;nevermind, let's go on to the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it was pitch black. totally freaky with sliding door facing the houses opposite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i immediately shut the curtains after we opened the door &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after having problems unlocking it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the beds were hard and to top it off, there was these 2 chairs facing the beds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;freaky much?! imagine in the dark with those 2 chairs facing us?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and let's go on to.. THE CUPBOARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it was this old battered thing, to which when we opened, two oriental robes were inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;one was hanging on its hanger, SWAYING, while the other lay crumpled in a heap on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;that was just totally eerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and the shower curtain was drawn shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we were terrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;srsly, descriptions does no justice to the freakiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;you'd have to be there to experience it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;after countless complaints, mr ron decided to switch hotels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;at first the manager refused to let us go, prompting a huge argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but &lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;, it was resolved :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the next hotel was like TONS BETTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Pacific Hotel or sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;btw, we were in Hoi An.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sightseeing in Hoi An and Da Nang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;climbed the Marble Mountain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;crawled through holes and well, great exercise. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;then we shopping in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;nice place to walk ard with LOTSA STUFF TO SEE AND BUY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;went swimming in the hotel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in the night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when we returned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;next day, we headed to Hue by bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;as normal, lunched when we reached then sightseeing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;took a boat ride along the perfume river..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;walked ard Hue a bit when we returned and that's about all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;btw, mr ron cut his hair xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and ohyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;they went out gambling and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and i had to hide myself in jeremy's room cos my room mate went to gamble too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;15mar to 19mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;took a flight to HCMC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;this was prolly the WORST FLIGHT ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;one row of aircon were spoilt so only ONE ROW was functioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;have you any idea how warm it was in central vietnam alr?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;nothing like hanoi in the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and it only GOT WARMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;spent my time fanning myself and amusing myself with kristal and jeremy to keep my mind off the heat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;HCMC was HUMID alrrrr. and cloudless too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i could walk ard in a tank top and still sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;as we arrived slightly late and the timing were all mixed up, we had to go to the Hyatt without our formal wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;cant say that we were too disappointed in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the food there was AWESOME though!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;our hotel was good too - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Liberty Hotel 3.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;next day was at PSB college in FORMAL WEAR where we had our presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;if not for my crapy voice that day, i think it'd have gone well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then to SAB Miller in our formal wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FUCKING HOT IT WAS?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but yay for free beer after that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the next day, MORE SIGHTSEEING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;YIPEE! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but it was at the cuchi tunnels this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;afraid of triggerring an asthma attack, i decided not to go through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so i was the urm, designated bag carried along with a few others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;DINNER WAS AWESOME THOUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;on this bonsai cruise thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I LOVED IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;FREE AND EASY the day after!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;we took our time waking up, eating and walking ard HCMC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;technically, we took cabs since they were fucking cheap over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;like, less than 2bucks?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and clarence spent his time in the casino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;le sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;shopped, but i didnt buy much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then met for the gala dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;dinner wasnt so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but ohwell, what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then went to the night market..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and then some of us headed back to hotel while the me and like, shawn, kris, drl and wx went to the casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;actually, i drank, didnt play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and then went back to celebrate weyjian's bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;after that, i went to take my shower, while my roommate went to soak in a bath tub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so i ended up in the lobby chatting with meitong till she finished..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then proceeded to camp in jeremy's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;like, till morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;morning time, wakey wakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;checked out, little bit more sightseeing and we were on our way back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;reached back home, lunched with the fam and was SOOOO SLEEPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but, &lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, bought like, lotsa beer from duty free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i think i drank a lot on this trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm too lazy to add on any more so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT'S ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in my head i see you all over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-826136585087851246?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/826136585087851246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=826136585087851246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/826136585087851246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/826136585087851246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/wonders-of-vietnam-d.html' title='wonders of vietnam :D'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73itE5aeKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/OTH7sf2vOGc/s72-c/vietnam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-225027534674030159</id><published>2010-04-08T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:05:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restarting again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73fwjaiIoI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WutJN_Js3ek/s1600/ICU+monitor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457764348676153986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73fwjaiIoI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WutJN_Js3ek/s200/ICU+monitor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess, after eons of blogless days/weeks/months/whatev, i should start blogging again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, let's take this slow and start from, urm, Jan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;projects were finally over after endless nights of chionging in school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and endless amount of pizzas from Sarpino's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pizzas were awesome but work, not that awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it paid off when i received the project results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially GOM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, 84?!! WOOTS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then came the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is prolly, like i always say, the time i dont study at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just flipped through the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got more nochalant about studying this time round than the last few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practically just read through the books once ONLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sat for the papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;panicked for HRM cos i couldnt rmb shit but i pulled through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of us couldnt wait for exams to be over as we were going to VIETNAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg so bloody excited!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;butbutbut, me kris darrell and alvin had to complete a presentation but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwell, life's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i shall stop this post here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next one will be up like, soon and it'll be all about VIETNAM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-225027534674030159?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/225027534674030159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=225027534674030159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/225027534674030159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/225027534674030159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-guess-after-eons-of-blogless.html' title='restarting again'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S73fwjaiIoI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WutJN_Js3ek/s72-c/ICU+monitor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-153538931128925016</id><published>2010-01-15T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:41:50.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S1CMTU7re3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/865OO1SQ43Y/s1600-h/punkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426991814645873522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S1CMTU7re3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/865OO1SQ43Y/s200/punkl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i shall make this a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, second week of school has finally ended and together with it, 2 other projects.&lt;br /&gt;look that that pic, a punk lolita. for the past 78 hours, my head have been swimming with thems. &lt;em&gt;ughhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, marketing marketing marketing.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah! i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;HTML CODES TILL I WENT CROSS EYED!!&lt;br /&gt;im about to go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now im taking a break. am damn damn damn shag.&lt;br /&gt;i think im about to fall sick. it feels like my body and mind is abt to fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;and then guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i have 1 presentation and 2 reports to hand up next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uber awesome much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, proj meeting tmr. we have to CHIONG CHIONG CHIONG, seeing as we have not even started much on the next few proj. oh, and how nice. we will be meeting in the afternoon &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(shorter meeting time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and shawn will be late &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(OHing with kris)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and kel isnt even free.&lt;br /&gt;tell me ppl, don't i have an awesome group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohsigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i guess i shall go back to completing my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;toodles bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is evolution; the monkey, the man, then the gun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-153538931128925016?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/153538931128925016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=153538931128925016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/153538931128925016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/153538931128925016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-is-my-life.html' title='where is my life'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S1CMTU7re3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/865OO1SQ43Y/s72-c/punkl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5182119840674263120</id><published>2010-01-09T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:07:58.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0hDpvgAFaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gKx_Meyt1T8/s1600-h/IMG_3331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424660135572149666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0hDpvgAFaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gKx_Meyt1T8/s320/IMG_3331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stones;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that path the walk infront of me&lt;br /&gt;and what i do most weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of school is finally over..&lt;br /&gt;let's see, just about  7 more weeks till the holidays start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aja&lt;/em&gt; amanda!&lt;br /&gt;you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this past week, have passed on 2 projects alr.&lt;br /&gt;should start on the rest.&lt;br /&gt;2 more submissions next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, my life is dominated by schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;how sad is this?&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school, had one presentation for the first class alr..&lt;br /&gt;and then promptly ponned the rest of the day..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;second day of school. wah, got lotsa homework..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weds, the next proj..&lt;br /&gt;thurs, fucking long day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri, FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;school ends.&lt;br /&gt;and open house duty was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;saw this really cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG, &lt;em&gt;droooooool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for you guys who think im preying on small kids, im not ok!&lt;br /&gt;he was older than me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im stoning at home, recuperating before heading back to the rat race..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i should start on homework for next week?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think i should.&lt;br /&gt;toodles people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: that day i was listening to a7x song and i got all emo again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we walk the city lonely, memories that haunt are passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5182119840674263120?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5182119840674263120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5182119840674263120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5182119840674263120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5182119840674263120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/stones-that-path-walk-infront-of-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0hDpvgAFaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gKx_Meyt1T8/s72-c/IMG_3331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6920363337066859815</id><published>2010-01-07T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:11:50.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEELLLLOOO.                       =DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6920363337066859815?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6920363337066859815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6920363337066859815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6920363337066859815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6920363337066859815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/heellllooo.html' title=''/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-4031268564963870614</id><published>2010-01-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:42:57.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0H6xaY5V9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/i-7og--YloI/s1600-h/jadeyladi+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422891153135065042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0H6xaY5V9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/i-7og--YloI/s320/jadeyladi+2006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 jadeyladi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year end has been a tear jerking one.&lt;br /&gt;and has left me some what utterly depressed.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, on the 29th of Dec 2009, The Rev passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the rev is the drummer from a7x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wx smsed me the bad news when i was in HMV.&lt;br /&gt;i actually started tearing there and then.&lt;br /&gt;The Rev was one of my favourite drummers &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tgt with joey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and one of my favourite members from a7x &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tgt with syn gates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is very much missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second bad news:&lt;br /&gt;hmv at the hereen has closed.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my uber huge HMV paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, uncle eric passed away after a fight with cancer on new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;not that i was that close to him but seeing auntie sally in grief during the funeral was really really heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of the new year hasnt been that great also.&lt;br /&gt;this year, we didnt have the usual countdown party that we hold most of the years.&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, the first day returning to school was &lt;strong&gt;scarred&lt;/strong&gt; by a presentation for SQM.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda depressed to say that this probably is the worst report i have ever done in my entire poly life.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am capable of better quality work, but this was simply rushed too last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, singtel has not send me the sms shit thing to activate my BB services so i can use BBM and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;this is of the utmost frustration.&lt;br /&gt;arghhh&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to start BBMing alr can?!&lt;br /&gt;and YEAH! i almost forgot. STUPID INTERNET STILL ISNT FIXED!&lt;br /&gt;everytime i call 1688, i get put on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some happy news anyway..&lt;br /&gt;went BluJaz with the peeps on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was kinda nice but ugh, the private party that took place was really noisy.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i guess if we were the ones hosting the private party, it might be that noisy too.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;finally got my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;changed it to a Blackberry Bold 9700.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohyeah, one proj down, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MANY MORE TO GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go off to blow my hair then sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fight for honour, fight for your life, pray to god that our side is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4031268564963870614?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4031268564963870614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4031268564963870614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4031268564963870614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4031268564963870614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/S0H6xaY5V9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/i-7og--YloI/s72-c/jadeyladi+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8148873913856413368</id><published>2009-12-28T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:38:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lotsa lotsa stuff</title><content type='html'>shall not post a photo here today.&lt;br /&gt;simply cos im lazy to find one, and there's too much to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly let's start with the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;lunch at auntie yati's house&lt;br /&gt;havnt seen them in agesssss.&lt;br /&gt;and the food was AWESOMEEEEEE too.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then dinner at san gugu's house&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;my dad was like: ohyay, today our meals are all taken care of..&lt;br /&gt;wth dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was the usual stoning day and &lt;em&gt;ughhhhh&lt;/em&gt;, internet went down againnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im pretty sure i just stoned about...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;went forr daphne's bbq.&lt;br /&gt;awesome larh, full of food and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;and then walked back with alvin and ahyun after the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weds was the eve of the eve of christmassssssss.&lt;br /&gt;i urm, forgot what i did but im pretty sure it was sth productive&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs: CHRISTMAS EVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;partaye timeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;had awesome food &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the night.&lt;br /&gt;dad made his onion soup and turkeyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yum yum yum&lt;/em&gt; 8)&lt;br /&gt;brought out the old photographs of us and others and just laughed non stop.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day itself was supah awesome.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we woke up lateeee.&lt;br /&gt;then we lazed ard and ppl invited us out to watch movies..&lt;br /&gt;first we went to catch sherlock holmes with uncle johnny and fam.&lt;br /&gt;SH is an AWESOME SHOW OK!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole show of showing sherlock in a different angle rocks.&lt;br /&gt;the whole show just rocks.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;then we went with auntie denise and fam to catch AVATAR in in 3D&lt;br /&gt;okok, this is simply one of the best shows ive ever watched in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME TTM man!!&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i was really in pandora!&lt;br /&gt;everybody should watch that show man!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohyah, the engineer came to fix our internet on christmas dayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was stoneeee dayy.&lt;br /&gt;and then dad's fam came back and mum and dad cooked again and we ate again..&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the internet went down AGAIN on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE CONNECTION LUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was really stone.&lt;br /&gt;and now, im at project meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go start!&lt;br /&gt;toodles babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're gonna wanna make out, make out, make out with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8148873913856413368?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8148873913856413368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8148873913856413368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8148873913856413368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8148873913856413368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/lotsa-lotsa-stuff.html' title='lotsa lotsa stuff'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-4405712378443287376</id><published>2009-12-19T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:45:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>project meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Syuu9ndyecI/AAAAAAAAAnA/D4fUbgYqRQU/s1600-h/stuffed+toys!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615350432332226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Syuu9ndyecI/AAAAAAAAAnA/D4fUbgYqRQU/s320/stuffed+toys!.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;meet;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my babies&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;got nothing done except a little planning for MICE and job allocation for GOM.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;these 2 arent even our top priority..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn SQM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we could not get anything done at all&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;picked up book 6 today and ive got 2 more books to go before i complete the entire series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just loveeeee reading&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that reminds me, gotta go find the missing books from my other collection to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, there goes my moolah..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, have finished reading the book so there's nothing to do for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall go kajiao my muddahhh?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;toodles peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: watch pyrobooby's "TWILIGHT WILL GET YOU LAID"&lt;br /&gt;nth screams AWESOME more than a guy who slams twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*throws hearts around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i swear maybe one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4405712378443287376?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4405712378443287376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4405712378443287376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4405712378443287376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4405712378443287376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/project-meeting.html' title='project meeting'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Syuu9ndyecI/AAAAAAAAAnA/D4fUbgYqRQU/s72-c/stuffed+toys!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-4416792755211860542</id><published>2009-12-17T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:22:19.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miracles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SynZutSejEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BgLw9EOE4Js/s1600-h/DSC01758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416099423344036930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SynZutSejEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BgLw9EOE4Js/s320/DSC01758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tiny;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lining of sliver in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;which basically means to me that yesterday was perhaps my most entertaining day since hols started..&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;im pathetic, yeah, i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a little update.&lt;br /&gt;so sis had to go to singapore sports school that day and mother got lost driving there.&lt;br /&gt;so me, being the smart one and all that, xD, directed her with the help of the trusty singapore street directory!&lt;br /&gt;how awesome am i?&lt;br /&gt;very :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;after dropping sissy, she took a wrong turn and we took the long way home&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached home, sis called about 20minutes later to say she was done.&lt;br /&gt;my mum was exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with mother, sis, jen and bro yesterday&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, ive got a life ok.&lt;br /&gt;ate, shopped ard, ate more.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, basically that's it.&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome for a no lifer aint it?&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked with lynnie on the phone today.&lt;br /&gt;omg, havnt talked to her in like, 82359125316183513million years mannn!&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe less than that but still..&lt;br /&gt;havnt talked to her for that long a time &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(about 45minutes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6834792457247924862846285624millions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of years!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;as normal, we were two really crappy ppl just crapping about the random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, she was her regular bimbotic self.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok really, ive no life and therefore nothing else to blog.&lt;br /&gt;shall go find a show to watch now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps: i changed the video! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanna smell like roses, not a baseball team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4416792755211860542?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4416792755211860542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4416792755211860542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4416792755211860542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4416792755211860542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/miracles.html' title='miracles'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SynZutSejEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BgLw9EOE4Js/s72-c/DSC01758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-3557127357451452396</id><published>2009-12-15T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:49:20.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SydMytJR-DI/AAAAAAAAAmw/j3vJlWDKDbw/s1600-h/mime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415381510932002866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SydMytJR-DI/AAAAAAAAAmw/j3vJlWDKDbw/s320/mime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; copyright 2006 David Solomons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;x1285402581&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd totally update my blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;but since school ended, i've got no life man.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;am progressing in drums, thinking of taking the 'xams.&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with lover and bf on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cutting hair tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and proj meeting on fri.&lt;br /&gt;and let's see.&lt;br /&gt;sat..&lt;br /&gt;shall plan when i reach..&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanna be a flower, not a dirty weed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3557127357451452396?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3557127357451452396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3557127357451452396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3557127357451452396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3557127357451452396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/copyright-2006-david-solomons-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SydMytJR-DI/AAAAAAAAAmw/j3vJlWDKDbw/s72-c/mime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7378526259466704773</id><published>2009-12-10T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:23:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedommmm oh freedommm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SyDP_1imEwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CQXI7ZSzaWE/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413555447710225154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SyDP_1imEwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CQXI7ZSzaWE/s320/freedom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;freedom;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taste soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, last paper ended today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;awesome&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, celebrations aside, got fucking loads of projects to complete over this hols.&lt;br /&gt;like, 3 weeks nia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus darrell and shawn whole month like, NOT FREE ARHH.&lt;br /&gt;D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt; ttm man.&lt;br /&gt;and once again the guys did stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;and the crow so bloody big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, i hate these birds.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;then we went to sticky at central and watched the guys make sweets.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, their arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woo~ *fans self*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt; man&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;naice okkkk&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and so we spent like, 1 hour there looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus 12ed home all the way from central.&lt;br /&gt;it was an epic bus ride man.&lt;br /&gt;by the time shawn bought his tau huay and reached home and finished his tau huay, me alvin and wx havnt even reached home yet.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then right, on the bus hor, alvin looked into this cab and saw this pair of legs in shorts.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like: OOH! WHAT'S THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;and turns out, it was this auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;, epic to the max man the situation.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;ive got a huge bruise on my knee now..&lt;br /&gt;after today's eventful morning of accidentally smashing it (yes smashing, not banging into) against the side of the bus's seat.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH can?&lt;br /&gt;huge bruise. huge huge bruise.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i shall go play rock riot now.&lt;br /&gt;damn anti-climatic, i know&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pin-up poster dream, not one of the boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7378526259466704773?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7378526259466704773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7378526259466704773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7378526259466704773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7378526259466704773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedommmm-oh-freedommm.html' title='freedommmm oh freedommm'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SyDP_1imEwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CQXI7ZSzaWE/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6494501554253138973</id><published>2009-12-09T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:57:25.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh, last paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx9kzd6N2uI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7KqUnDP9DYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413156112487537378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx9kzd6N2uI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7KqUnDP9DYQ/s320/IMG_4779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oink;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stupid pig you.&lt;br /&gt;8/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRM paper today was easy.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we can all trust christine ying after all.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;although i sorta hoped that the HRP will be tested but nahh, it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most important thing is that it's EAST PEASY LEMON SQUEEZY.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early paper today at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired now.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes like wanna close.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess after typing this post i shall go take my bath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOM tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's gonna be the killer paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta study for it later.&lt;br /&gt;sian to the max &lt;em&gt;manzxzxzxzxzxzxzxz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;it's so boring cannnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, like, how is the history of casino going to help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis with them after paper today.&lt;br /&gt;had our meal at the foodcourt and we all went to iluma after that.&lt;br /&gt;no surprise there.&lt;br /&gt;played at the arcade, ate yogurt and walked around..&lt;br /&gt;and then headed back to bugis, ate some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm&lt;/em&gt;, ive been really really hungry today.&lt;br /&gt;cos after that i went to white sands and tapao-ed hokkien mee home.&lt;br /&gt;now am utterly full and satiated.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;LIKE PIG LIDDAT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyah.&lt;br /&gt;shocked kristal just now.&lt;br /&gt;i was hiding outisde the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;and as i heard her approaching, i popped my head ard the corner and went:&lt;br /&gt;PEEKABOO~&lt;br /&gt;and she gave a jump in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt like BOO! and jumped out at her or anything but she still got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epic reaction&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so back on schedule.&lt;br /&gt;playing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that i just wanna be your homecoming queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6494501554253138973?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6494501554253138973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6494501554253138973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6494501554253138973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6494501554253138973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/meh-last-paper.html' title='meh, last paper'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx9kzd6N2uI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7KqUnDP9DYQ/s72-c/IMG_4779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2146579617775965620</id><published>2009-12-09T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:24:42.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epic tom felton drool</title><content type='html'>Farhana just wants a new foot says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOVE YOU DUDEEEEE. ALL THE BEST MAN YOU CAN DO IT. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY TOM FELTON BE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC WIN.&lt;br /&gt;TOM FELTON FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg drool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2146579617775965620?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2146579617775965620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2146579617775965620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2146579617775965620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2146579617775965620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/epic-tom-felton-drool.html' title='epic tom felton drool'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-6832776505839775816</id><published>2009-12-08T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:15:42.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mehmehmeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx5Au6gGQ9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Ul4ilBI-AvE/s1600-h/meh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412834976867959762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx5Au6gGQ9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Ul4ilBI-AvE/s320/meh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2009 debbiedoescakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bahhh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goes the sheep&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 papers down, 2 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;MR paper today was..&lt;br /&gt;ok luhh&lt;br /&gt;though the stupid critical level thingy killed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ah, dies*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, ohwell, 10% paper nia.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRM paper's tmr..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa crap to memorise man.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN HAVE TO MEMORISE FORMAT FOR ANSWERING QUESTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;wtf dudeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;that's damn taxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god knows why got so many things to do and memorise..&lt;br /&gt;FOR A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10%&lt;/span&gt; paper nia!! 10 fucking %! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mehmehmehmeh bleahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate memorising D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MANDATAINMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ entertainment, the amanda way.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;awesome yeah?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;one last thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kelvin told this super gross story today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lemme tell you about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so he was on this train and he was opposite this china couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;THE MAN WAS FUCKING FAT. LIKE FAT FAT JUMP ALR WILL CAUSE TSUNAMI EARTHQUAKE ETC ETC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and he said the girl kinda look like dajie's the friend, and was supah skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;LIKE SKINNY UNTIL THAT GUY SIT ON HER SHE SURE DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so anyway, he was opp them and then he saw some movements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so he turned and look at them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;that fucking fatass of a china dude lifted up the woman's dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;shoved his hand down the front her underwear and *drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINGERFUCKED&lt;/strong&gt; HER THERE AND THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the woman still could make those noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and then another gross thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;after that, he removed the finger, smelt it, let her smell it, and then wipe on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WHATTHEFUCK DUDE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eew&lt;/em&gt;, can anyone say gross?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then, he pulled the woman's dress forward, and peeped down her front, and was like fondling her boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;not say the woman also has nice boobs larh. kelvin said SHE DAMN  FLAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;LIKE FLAT UNTIL AIRPLANE CAN TAKE OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;after that they started kissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;OMG &lt;strong&gt;GROSS&lt;/strong&gt;. kel said they were damn loud and tongues all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;EEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;can die man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;now got no appetite to eat yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so yeah&lt;br /&gt;nice story for you guys to read.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go take me bath soon and then start on hrm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLEHH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorisememorisememorise.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: that photo up there? it's a cake xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's ok, maybe one day, but not until you give me my diamond ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6832776505839775816?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6832776505839775816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6832776505839775816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6832776505839775816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6832776505839775816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/mehmehmeh.html' title='mehmehmeh'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sx5Au6gGQ9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Ul4ilBI-AvE/s72-c/meh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-144122023227708640</id><published>2009-12-07T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:48:16.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mice gone! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxzaDnS9AFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qMtob56gm-c/s1600-h/PC060009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412440607815434322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxzaDnS9AFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qMtob56gm-c/s320/PC060009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;myboo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's always that one person that will always have your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;dont you think that fella up there looks kinda like usher?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;okok, random ttm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mice paper completed today.&lt;br /&gt;awesome man, i started studying at 11am. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid luh, keep getting distracted yesterdat&lt;br /&gt;completed 2 of my novels and then fooled ard online..&lt;br /&gt;and then decided not to study and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;and today in sch still can stone instead of studying.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, can pass luh the paper.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;that's the main point&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;uploading photos on fb now.&lt;br /&gt;shall start on mr like, at 8?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe earlier.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;see my mood?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause i know what you know but now you're gonna have to take a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-144122023227708640?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/144122023227708640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=144122023227708640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/144122023227708640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/144122023227708640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/mice-gone-d.html' title='mice gone! :D'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxzaDnS9AFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qMtob56gm-c/s72-c/PC060009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7973372229417644879</id><published>2009-12-06T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:38:40.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stoneage gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxqYKV6hOJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d6O4vEwTL20/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411805205687777426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxqYKV6hOJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d6O4vEwTL20/s320/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stoneage;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rejoice, for i have returned to civilisation after like, 1847629642062 years of hiatus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have lots to blog about the happenings today.&lt;br /&gt;yay me&lt;br /&gt;let's just start from, this morning....&lt;br /&gt;so, the singtel dude finally came and solve my internet problem..&lt;br /&gt;it gets all &lt;em&gt;techie&lt;/em&gt; here and i &lt;em&gt;dont understand shit&lt;/em&gt; so yeah, let's just skip that part&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the main thing is that, AMANDA'S BACK PPL!!&lt;br /&gt;awesome shit yo.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;feels soooooo good to be blogging from the comfort of my home..&lt;br /&gt;after 2 solid weeks of going internet-less at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, took a bath and we went out as a family for lunch&lt;br /&gt;eh, finally family outing ok!&lt;br /&gt;that mother and father of mine has been cheating my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;first they say watch 2012 together...&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEY GO WATCH IT WITHOUT ME AND SISSY!&lt;br /&gt;ok, nevermind... -.-&lt;br /&gt;after that they say watch mulan tgt.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN THEY WATCHED IT WITHOUT ME AND SISSY ALSO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks man, i feel loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, we went to eat at this fish market in parkway parade..&lt;br /&gt;then we walked ard, ate ice cream, bought some stuff and rushed back home to get changed..&lt;br /&gt;well, had to change before going to mel's party right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh huh uh huh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, yeah, the theme of the party was neon neon neon.&lt;br /&gt;and me, being the idiot that i am, went in ALL BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay, black ftw ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;from my tank to my crop top to my shorts, to my leggings to my shoes to EVERYTHING LARH.&lt;br /&gt;all black!&lt;br /&gt;well, except the red innerpiece..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;song bo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;party was great?&lt;br /&gt;got to spend more time with my asses!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;havnt spent time with jenky at all for quite some time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right-o.&lt;br /&gt;so photos will have to wait for ahjengoh to post them up on fb..&lt;br /&gt;so till then, stay patient, stay pretty.&lt;br /&gt;im off to facebook now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like finally omg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i walked right into school and caught you staring at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7973372229417644879?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7973372229417644879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7973372229417644879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7973372229417644879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7973372229417644879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/stoneage-rejoice-for-i-have-returned-to.html' title='stoneage gone!'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxqYKV6hOJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d6O4vEwTL20/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7059246904258058296</id><published>2009-12-03T08:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:35:46.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>withdrawal symptoms D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxcFSFG4OPI/AAAAAAAAAmA/unQaO7MDKUA/s1600-h/addict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410799285475752178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxcFSFG4OPI/AAAAAAAAAmA/unQaO7MDKUA/s320/addict.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2007 urline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;coldturkey;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been suffering from terrible withdrawal symptoms since like, last week.&lt;br /&gt;stupid internet's still down and that fella will only be able to fix it this sattt&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmannnnnxzxzxzxzxzxz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a rough update on the week.&lt;br /&gt;mum dad and zack left for malacca on sunday, leaving me and vick to fend for ourselves in sg..&lt;br /&gt;days went by as usual..&lt;br /&gt;watched POTC on sunday, &lt;strong&gt;omg yay johnny depppppp!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues, boring boring boringgggggg.&lt;br /&gt;weds, ok larh.&lt;br /&gt;got the hospitality talk thing that was, suprisingly, quite fun to attend.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;signed up for some part time job at universal studios..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mel jie and her fam and my fam at vivo after that.&lt;br /&gt;was spp to meet nana and sheryl, but my fatherrrr didnt let me go..&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, at least i got to meet mel's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;after so long larh, FINALLY man.&lt;br /&gt;okok, here's the verdict:&lt;br /&gt;HE PASSES!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha ^^v&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met them to celebrate mel's 21st bday.&lt;br /&gt;had awesome food and one huge glass of beer!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayyyyyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at abouttt, urm, 11 plus?&lt;br /&gt;took my bath, and then started on mr tut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah&lt;/em&gt;, by the time finish, nearing 1 alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;, i sound so &lt;strong&gt;geekish&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohgawddddddd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: fireworks display at vivo yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;fucking chio man!&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i studied lolita religiously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7059246904258058296?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7059246904258058296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7059246904258058296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7059246904258058296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7059246904258058296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/withdrawal-symptoms-d.html' title='withdrawal symptoms D:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxcFSFG4OPI/AAAAAAAAAmA/unQaO7MDKUA/s72-c/addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6962813969797691292</id><published>2009-11-28T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:58:09.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG SO BOREDDDDDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxD9ThlJDbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/GNqzXdMuIf4/s1600/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409101664345460146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxD9ThlJDbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/GNqzXdMuIf4/s320/DSC01749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mess;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lelong&lt;/em&gt;, selling clothes, anybody want?&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no larh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had a rather aimless day yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;met shawn and kristal at about 10plus in the morning to catch the korean movie.&lt;br /&gt;My Girlfriend Is An Agent&lt;br /&gt;damn good ok the show!&lt;br /&gt;it's ending alr, so if you guys wanna catch it, GO CATCH IT NOWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;after that we walked ard, was spp to go open ship for sseayp, butttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;decided to skip it instead as me and kris would be the only one there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;met up with kelvin, wx and alvin for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;then went back home with kris as the others went to kallang there to study..&lt;br /&gt;stupid muggers.&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHHHHHHH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met up with best friend and loverrrr for dinner at simpang after that.&lt;br /&gt;DINNER WAS AWESOME MANNN.&lt;br /&gt;we joked and laughed and gossiped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh,&lt;/em&gt; it was funnn.&lt;br /&gt;and i missed two of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;even though i just saw them like, last week.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;had stingray, kangkong and satay!&lt;br /&gt;nicenicenicenicenice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them both to bitsssss&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;em&gt;*throws hearts ard*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went home and was soooooooo bored last night that i decided to pack my cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;you see that photo up there, that's like, one quarter of my stuff in my cupboard which i dont want no more..&lt;br /&gt;when i dragged all the shit out, i barely had enough place to walk mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still think i dont have enough clothes to wear...&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next step is to clear out my underwear drawer, then my bags..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, my internet's still down and im very very much sadded&lt;br /&gt;am supahhh disconnected from the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*criesssssss*&lt;br /&gt;ohman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID SINGTEL!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, now im at nsrcc while the 'rents are at the gym working out..&lt;br /&gt;im here to gian the internet connection..&lt;br /&gt;cannot take it man, super super boredddd&lt;br /&gt;D: D:&lt;br /&gt;and and and, godma just told me that POTC's on tv now...&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was tmr&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;JOHNNY DEPP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AM MISSING THE SHOW NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cries out an entire riverrrrr*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHH, HEARTBREAK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmannnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;, shall go play rock riot now to soothe my wounded soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zaijian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i started reading seventeen and shaving my legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6962813969797691292?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6962813969797691292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6962813969797691292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6962813969797691292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6962813969797691292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-so-boredddddd.html' title='OMG SO BOREDDDDDD'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SxD9ThlJDbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/GNqzXdMuIf4/s72-c/DSC01749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1518031266320057704</id><published>2009-11-26T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:27:33.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sw4cwTxr41I/AAAAAAAAAlw/WvSaMZTmd1k/s1600/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408291818786513746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sw4cwTxr41I/AAAAAAAAAlw/WvSaMZTmd1k/s320/DSC01747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sigh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to blog about so i shall go about it slowly...&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished the 1 projects alr.&lt;br /&gt;finally &lt;em&gt;omg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this time round not as rushed as the last time..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;first was SQM.&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish my part &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which was a lot to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by saturday.&lt;br /&gt;EH PEOPLE, CAN YOU HAVE A SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY?!&lt;br /&gt;please larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahlao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hasnt been a good week to do reports luh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid internet connection is down at home.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go online to search for any info whatnot at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished up and tidied the whole report bby sunday and sent it to mr lua for the ppt completion..&lt;br /&gt;since then, my internet has been cocked up and i have not even been online for more than 10minutes in a week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;can you sense my pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCCD was finally completed on tues.&lt;br /&gt;we did the whole board up..&lt;br /&gt;stayed in school till 11 just to finish it man.&lt;br /&gt;then on the way to mrt caught the laughing bug and started laughing like some madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;happy to say that the board is rather well done&lt;br /&gt;YAY US!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;phew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday we had the exhibition thing, and some ambassadors came down..&lt;br /&gt;except for the Laos one.&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oh, explains the photo above. the red jagged line got printed out! LOL LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, back to now.&lt;br /&gt;omg, im finally able to feel how it's like to be online AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohjoy ohjoy~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, that's only for the time being in class&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;till i reach home again, then the internet's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cries cries cries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nice, the guys pungsehed us again and skipped class.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;naice, im going home alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bring side, 2012 later with the fam!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;am looooooooking forward to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so over the summer something changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1518031266320057704?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1518031266320057704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1518031266320057704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1518031266320057704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1518031266320057704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/omgggggg.html' title='omgggggg'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sw4cwTxr41I/AAAAAAAAAlw/WvSaMZTmd1k/s72-c/DSC01747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2081040041969254901</id><published>2009-11-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:13:06.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 18th birthday loverrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwP7q51K_TI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4l7s7WkEugc/s1600/PB180006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405440692271643954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwP7q51K_TI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4l7s7WkEugc/s320/PB180006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY LOVERRRRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love you much much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: hope you like the present :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pss: blame that horrendously shot photo on best friend -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we had 2 hours of school..&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and not because we pon.&lt;br /&gt;it's cos mr ron canceled lecture.&lt;br /&gt;naice&lt;br /&gt;so i arranged to meet best friend at city hall instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way there, had this sudden sick feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;it's not 'cos of what i ate&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (my stomach was empty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not 'cos i was hungry &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(pssht)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt sick all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i have an inkling why, but am not sharing why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to throw up larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to wait at city hall alone for best friend.&lt;br /&gt;there, i had the sudden urge to burst out in tears larh...&lt;br /&gt;dont know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oh jeez, sudden mood change and throwing up?! pregnant!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohemgee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body's going out of wack.&lt;br /&gt;and no, it's not pms cos i dont cry. i just get pissed off for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean, really really pissed off&lt;br /&gt;like hot until can fry egg on me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friend finally came and we decided to shop ard city hall instead..&lt;br /&gt;we had 3 plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plan a&lt;/strong&gt;: UNDERWEAR x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plan b&lt;/strong&gt;: bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plan c&lt;/strong&gt;: accessories&lt;br /&gt;walked ard from raffles city to marina sq to suntec..&lt;br /&gt;finally decided on plan c.&lt;br /&gt;wah, walk until leg just damn tired man.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;got her a mask and elbow length silk gloves instead.&lt;br /&gt;i think the gloves damn chio man.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy the hat and veil thing for her.&lt;br /&gt;but a little ex arh.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed all the way down to tamp after rushing ard raffles city to get the box and ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;then rushed to popular to get card..&lt;br /&gt;and rushed down to tpjc to surprise lover.&lt;br /&gt;howeverrrr, the stupid weather decided to play us out and it started raining..&lt;br /&gt;heavily..&lt;br /&gt;so me and nana were like, caught in the rain, and decided to cab down instead.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;damn, my whole feet was soaked can?! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we PROTECTED lover's present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayyyyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to surprise lover but best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsk &lt;/em&gt;that best friend arh.&lt;br /&gt;must stand so openly and so lover spotted her before we could surprise her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home after handing the present over&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;('cos lover's bf was there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awwww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and best friend decided not to be lamp posts.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;so nice right?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;went to white sands, met bf's friend..&lt;br /&gt;she bought her bsb cd..&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to ntuc to get drinks and me, sushi.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i loveeee sushi ^^&lt;br /&gt;then mumsie came to pick us up and drop best friend home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: best friend, you knees went weak just now not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks best frienddddd for making me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know leh, but i just felt better went you came&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i missed youuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY PEOPLE, before i have no life and trudge off to do GOM tut..&lt;br /&gt;here's a little perk me up for you..&lt;br /&gt;it's from 3 convies i had yesterday, but i'll only show the main pt&lt;br /&gt;have fun..&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"-Mha ha ha ha' says:&lt;br /&gt;*Farhana keeps telling herself that it's okay says:&lt;br /&gt; is cat a mammal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Mha ha ha ha' says:&lt;br /&gt;*can do something about your friend anot?&lt;br /&gt;-Mha ha ha ha' says:&lt;br /&gt;*pls..&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] you belong with me    choices; starstrukk says:&lt;br /&gt;*WTF&lt;br /&gt;-Mha ha ha ha' says:&lt;br /&gt;*sibei jialat can&lt;br /&gt;-Mha ha ha ha' says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] you belong with me    choices; starstrukk says:&lt;br /&gt;*LMAO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC MAN!&lt;br /&gt;omg best friend best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsktsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she still could ask after that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;do cats poo poo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmann&lt;br /&gt;i just laughed nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to gom tut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty in pearls and not one of the boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2081040041969254901?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2081040041969254901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2081040041969254901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2081040041969254901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2081040041969254901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-18th-birthday-loverrr.html' title='happy 18th birthday loverrr'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwP7q51K_TI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4l7s7WkEugc/s72-c/PB180006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1485960079864847697</id><published>2009-11-17T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:32:44.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pon classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwKSye8H7xI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VwuFMgQnu9w/s1600/Is+this+child+yours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405043898794372882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwKSye8H7xI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VwuFMgQnu9w/s320/Is+this+child+yours.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;skipping;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't mean the one with ropes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped all my lectures today.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we all thought MR had no lecture, so thinking that we had 5hours break, we all went out to play...&lt;br /&gt;secondly, too lazy to head back for lectures after the stupid break..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, skipped the other 2 lectures too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was spp to interview the peeps from the Lao Embassy but...&lt;br /&gt;due to some miscommunication, no interview conducted.&lt;br /&gt;shit larh&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then went to united square for katong laksa, and then down to bugis to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;btw, dark chocolate frozen yoghurt rocks.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;played at the arcade while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;the hummer game rocks man!&lt;br /&gt;i swear!&lt;br /&gt;like some mini roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then the guys watched some 3D horror movie after that.&lt;br /&gt;as there was a camera inside to catch their every move, me and kris were watching that camera the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;their reactions all just damn funny larh!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;to pastamania and then back home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, tell you this stupid retarded thing that happened to me this morningggg.&lt;br /&gt;i missed my stop.. the same one.. &lt;strong&gt;TWICE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the very same stop, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even oversleep to overshoot it larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first right, i was just staring at the door..&lt;br /&gt;and then when the train pulled away from the station, i was like:&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just missed dover..&lt;br /&gt;then the ride to clementi just fucking long larh&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then waited for the train there.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;SUPAH CROWDED.&lt;br /&gt;ok, nehmind, just squeeze in like sardine.&lt;br /&gt;next stop, dover again..&lt;br /&gt;this time round, i had NOT ENOUGH TIME to SQUEEZE outta the other side.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i managed halfway, the door closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNNBCCB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; larh&lt;br /&gt;then had to take to buona vista..&lt;br /&gt;wait for train again, then take back to dover.&lt;br /&gt;chicken &lt;em&gt;neh neh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=""&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;em&gt;fucked up&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;stupid train commuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU THINK SQUEEZE LIKE SARDINES VERY FUN ARH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've got a date tmr!&lt;br /&gt;guess who's it with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not telling!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;hokay, shall go prepare to do tutorial, bathe, then continue on tut again!&lt;br /&gt;ciao babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that i just wanna be one of the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1485960079864847697?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1485960079864847697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1485960079864847697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1485960079864847697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1485960079864847697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/pon-classes.html' title='pon classes'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwKSye8H7xI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VwuFMgQnu9w/s72-c/Is+this+child+yours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-3306113625154659865</id><published>2009-11-15T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:01:39.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squat on toilets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwAi81_3DOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hjHJD3zIO6Y/s1600-h/squat+on+toilets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404357981527018722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwAi81_3DOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hjHJD3zIO6Y/s320/squat+on+toilets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;personally;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ppl who squat on toilet seats are imbeciles.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, just a random thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was another aimless day..&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;just like last sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was spp to go to naumi hotel to do their room inspection..&lt;br /&gt;but guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;full house again so we couldnt go down..&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;waste my time nia..&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to walk ard, eat and stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk a hell lot man..&lt;br /&gt;and didnt even buy anything today apart from my mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then met kris and alvin for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;well, we were all damn full so we decided to chill and drink coffee&lt;br /&gt;while alvin smoked his lungs away&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chilled enough and then left..&lt;br /&gt;told you my day today damn pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go continue on laos.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID PROJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just give me a chance to prove to you tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3306113625154659865?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3306113625154659865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3306113625154659865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3306113625154659865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3306113625154659865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/squat-on-toilets.html' title='squat on toilets'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SwAi81_3DOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hjHJD3zIO6Y/s72-c/squat+on+toilets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-168810329486977224</id><published>2009-11-13T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:05:56.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awkwarddddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sv1-zjaq4BI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wO_WK9PbvFI/s1600-h/awkward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403614552059994130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sv1-zjaq4BI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wO_WK9PbvFI/s320/awkward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awkward;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall elaborate on that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13th PPL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i know it's kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring boring day again today&lt;br /&gt;and so rainy too.&lt;br /&gt;best weather to sleep, and not do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh sigh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lts also damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;when i choose not to wear long sleeved tops and proper shoes..&lt;br /&gt;god or whoever up there decides to make it rainy and wet, and for air conditioning to be like the friggin north pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUNNY ARH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if i can't get into disney for my internship, i'll try applying for finland's one.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano today was good i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;learnt more bars of gopak and noturno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;stupid lots of notes, like whole page just kena spammed by notes like that.&lt;br /&gt;the person who composed the scores damn &lt;em&gt;imba&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;not human i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i compose one bar alr difficult.&lt;br /&gt;he can compose so many bars.&lt;br /&gt;and some more all so many notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o.o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;today was a greattttttttt day.&lt;br /&gt;i saw TWO tick ticks!&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that?! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(haha, inside lingo btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the godparents after piano for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;when nicole went for class, i went for dessert with godma at say cheeze.&lt;br /&gt;some awesome cheesecakes they have there.&lt;br /&gt;the original, oreo and drunken raisins&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (which is just rum&amp;amp;raisin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cheesecakes i dont really like..&lt;br /&gt;but the chocolate and raspberry ones were GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;the cookie monster one, errr, i dont really like it too.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, cheesecake is spp to feel like cheesecake in your mouth..&lt;br /&gt;and not like brownies =.=&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to the awkward moment!!&lt;br /&gt;was sitting next to this couple when i was having dessert.&lt;br /&gt;woah, that was the MOST AWKWARD DATE i've ever witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;BOTH THE MAN AND WOMAN WERE SO BLOODY QUIET LARH!!&lt;br /&gt;like, serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just damn damn damn quiet.&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;strong&gt;one hour&lt;/strong&gt; that i was sitting there eating, i didn't see them exchange looks or talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT EVEN ONCE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman.&lt;br /&gt;just sitting next to them was awkward enough.&lt;br /&gt;and the lady just kept staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;either they just had a fight, or the woman doesnt like that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AWKWARDDDDD~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, daphne is clubbing right now!&lt;br /&gt;i spp, or prolly on her way home?&lt;br /&gt;but maybe still clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive not even gone clubbing since i turned 18&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;this is some &lt;strong&gt;sad sad life&lt;/strong&gt; i lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tekka market research is calling for me now.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go get it done and send to hilda by tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's not like i'm actually gonna follow or read from my script anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;guess i better start on my script alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: HOLY COW! YES IT'S FRIDAY!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause i don't wanna be one of the boys, one of the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-168810329486977224?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/168810329486977224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=168810329486977224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/168810329486977224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/168810329486977224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/awkwarddddd.html' title='awkwarddddd'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sv1-zjaq4BI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wO_WK9PbvFI/s72-c/awkward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5106081165852046036</id><published>2009-11-12T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:03:18.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>race race race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Svv4RXknvvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gLNzO4KByU0/s1600-h/race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403185155230121714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Svv4RXknvvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gLNzO4KByU0/s320/race.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2008 ariel c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's gonna be a short short post 'cos it has been a rather dead day.&lt;br /&gt;as per normal, HRM tutorial was bloody stressful again.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;that 'cher arh, damn &lt;em&gt;kancheong &lt;/em&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;buay tahan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;highlight of the day is that me and kristal were being silly&lt;br /&gt;we actually raced in the toilet for the corner cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohemgee&lt;/em&gt; larh&lt;br /&gt;damn ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but we still enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, silly lover got her dates mixed up again.&lt;br /&gt;her MATH P2 is spp to be tmr, not today&lt;br /&gt;see larh!&lt;br /&gt;waste my one wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR MATH P2 TMR LOVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohyeah, was spp to meet lover at simei today..&lt;br /&gt;what for?&lt;br /&gt;pick up my ht stuff&lt;br /&gt;but she was unavailable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall collect them another time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;btw, i saw this meal set in some food stall in white sands today.&lt;br /&gt;guess the name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chicken curry with nice rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, WTF?! NICE RICE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bloodyhell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw a spider, i didn't scream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5106081165852046036?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5106081165852046036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5106081165852046036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5106081165852046036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5106081165852046036'/><link 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402852710363568002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvrJ6h76F4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/cmN9MTmt2po/s320/cutee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR MATH P2 TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(btw, i loan you andy sixx also kay? x])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8605220076666354346?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8605220076666354346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8605220076666354346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8605220076666354346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8605220076666354346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/lover.html' title='good luck station #1'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvrJ6h76F4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/cmN9MTmt2po/s72-c/cutee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-485630445063852176</id><published>2009-11-11T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:29:24.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cos you're not a mannn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402821608079396162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvqtoI5gjUI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lbPouS6vV64/s320/mannequin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 David Malan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mannequin;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find one that i wanted today.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;oh sad sad sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am class AGAIN today.&lt;br /&gt;wah, damn sian i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but at least chih wee makes class sorta fun?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;ended school at 12 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wah, damn shiok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed down to bugis 'cos the guys were going to blackshot..&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;no life man they 3. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(meaning alvin, wx and ahlua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie went with them too.&lt;br /&gt;so me, ahyun, kristal, shawn and daphne went to walk ard.&lt;br /&gt;first stop was bras bersah 'cos i wanted to find a mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN EX MAN.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore not those good type.&lt;br /&gt;it's MADE OF FOAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, decided not to get it..&lt;br /&gt;went back to iluma to meet the rest after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade with daphne while the rest sat in the "expo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(haha, inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kristal went off for dance.&lt;br /&gt;played this racing game, which i can't rmb the name of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dammit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn fun&lt;br /&gt;like simulator like that..&lt;br /&gt;the car will move up down up down and anywhere larh.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sake sushi for lunch after challenging each other in the race.&lt;br /&gt;damn late man our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;ate our money's worth, eat until just damn damn damn full.&lt;br /&gt;then once again, we stuffed food here and there &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(those that we couldnt finish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;pro alr larh.&lt;br /&gt;just hide food that we cant finish.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;and then that dajie, just EPIC man.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;first her button about to burst open, then it really did.&lt;br /&gt;then she splash sauce on herself.&lt;br /&gt;and some more got 2dots, and just nice larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you know what i mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she attempted to wipe it off with the wet towel, and from spots she had patches.&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;me and ahyun just sat there laughing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah&lt;/em&gt;, laugh until stomach DAMN PAIN larh.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;and then dajie also, laugh until she cry.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard bugis after that.&lt;br /&gt;too full to move about, and squeeze on a crowded train.&lt;br /&gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;nice nice, saw some stuff that i would like to get.&lt;br /&gt;shall get them when i rmb to bring my vouchers down with me&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;this is AWESOME MANNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am damn damn damn shagged now man.&lt;br /&gt;stupid 8am classes and tons of hmwk&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go get started on them so i can sleep early tonight!&lt;br /&gt;toodles babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: was really bored on the train ride in the morn today so i smsed jackie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{"nth, just shitass bored."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"-.- then i'm your boytoy uh."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"haha. im nt old enough for you to be young enough.. x)"}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is just damn nonsensical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psps: I GOT MY BABY BACK TODAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANKS DARREN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause i can belch the alphabet, just double dog dare me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-485630445063852176?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvqtoI5gjUI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lbPouS6vV64/s72-c/mannequin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2511311355251749035</id><published>2009-11-10T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:08:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay for dita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvlxIPwJFzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2Be2BIkbEg0/s1600-h/dita-von-teese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402473614488966962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvlxIPwJFzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2Be2BIkbEg0/s320/dita-von-teese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dita;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a classic pin up icon.&lt;br /&gt;i love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my bro's bday so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY BRO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in case you're reading this, which i think you're not but, ohwell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 2 hours yesterday staring at stupid HTML codes..&lt;br /&gt;just to change my own blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;in case you noobies have not realised, i changed quite a lot of shit ard here.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;my profile, picture, layout, stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;am pleased with the results though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, proj due dates are rounding up REALLY FASTTT.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i better get started on them asap man.&lt;br /&gt;cos before you know it, BAM! all the due dates spam you at once.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;not good, not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was dreading coming home to do tutorial today but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i read the MICE tut and TAA DAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;no tut needed to be completed before class tmr!&lt;br /&gt;HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOHOOOOO&lt;/em&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am wanting to go art friend tmr to check out their mannequins.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to meet best friend to go shopping but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;she's unable to make it.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGHH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friend!&lt;br /&gt;STOP BEING BUSY SO WE CAN OUT SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK?!&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOUUUU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; LOVERRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;if you're reading this, ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR A's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;if you are nervous, JUST THINK OF ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;confirm will work one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and right, i alr loan you oli and syn hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so yeah, AJA FIGHTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYHEY.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;internet connection is going KA-RAY-ZEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i'd take this suckers down 'cause they just get in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2511311355251749035?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2511311355251749035/comments/default' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1229653791183911824</id><published>2009-11-09T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:13:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coraline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Svf7t9SnNHI/AAAAAAAAAko/nK-mCFqtm6Q/s1600-h/coraline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402063045019513970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Svf7t9SnNHI/AAAAAAAAAko/nK-mCFqtm6Q/s320/coraline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CORALINE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pon class after SQM today.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN, yeah, i know.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;headed down to bugis, lunched at ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;then the others went to game and me, shawn and kris went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;what movie?&lt;br /&gt;CORALINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;duh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've alr watched it on the plane but..&lt;br /&gt;THIS WAS IN 3D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*pouts*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, verdict for the show...&lt;br /&gt;kristal: FREAKYYYYY D:&lt;br /&gt;shawn: kinda disturbing&lt;br /&gt;me: OOOH, I WANNA WATCH 2012 SO BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, it's a good show.&lt;br /&gt;GO CATCH IT IF YOU HAVNT!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i chose guitar over ballet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1229653791183911824?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drums in the morn today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hooray hooray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to wake up on time, and not waste moolah cabbing down..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;headed down to orchard to meet kris and shawn after that.&lt;br /&gt;once again, i was earliest..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to take all the way down to marina bay, and then up to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;i was still the earliest..&lt;br /&gt;best part?&lt;br /&gt;i still had time to walk ard b3 and topshop before shawn arrived..&lt;br /&gt;and then kristal...&lt;br /&gt;tsk man both of them, ALWAYS LATE can.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped ard ion for a while, then went for our brunch at bk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(AGAIN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after brunch, we decided to head over to tangs..&lt;br /&gt;tested scent after scent after scent after scent man!!&lt;br /&gt;then went to look at christmas deco, and then to taka.&lt;br /&gt;taka, spent more time sniffing again.&lt;br /&gt;woah, i love the burberry beat cologne man!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;the scent i think damn manly..&lt;br /&gt;anybody use that, i think i just sniff you the whole day larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but really, i love that scent.&lt;br /&gt;i love perfume man.&lt;br /&gt;can smell nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;and the bottles!&lt;br /&gt;i love collecting the bottles also.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;useless shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally had our "tea" at about 5?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yoshinoya!&lt;br /&gt;i finally ate it man!&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah, i know, im a sadly deprived child.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;bread society after that and finally, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shawn left at his station, this drunk guy sat beside me larh!&lt;br /&gt;i was reading this magazine, then he keep peeping over my shoulder to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was prepared to poke his eyes if they began to stray anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;or his hand.&lt;br /&gt;break 'em.&lt;br /&gt;and he STANK HEAVILY OF ALCOHOL.&lt;br /&gt;bloody &lt;em&gt;mofo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, took a bath, and am currently blogging.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, there's nothing else to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel quite useless today..&lt;br /&gt;walk so much but didnt get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THAT BURBERRY STUFFED BEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you high five your goodbyes and it leave me nothing but blisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-646880959786340880?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aching;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearts that litter the pathway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met shawn, wx, kel and michelle today for lunch at NYNY.&lt;br /&gt;was spp to meet at 1pm for proj outing actually, but shawn decided that he had to eat first.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;met darrell at 1 after that for our official proj..&lt;br /&gt;what were we spp to do?&lt;br /&gt;VISIT HOTELS and assess them on this ridiculously long and stupid checklist.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did lotsa lotsa walking man.&lt;br /&gt;we were wandering all over the place looking at the boutique hotels..&lt;br /&gt;first stop was naumi at seah street..&lt;br /&gt;as they were fully booked, they didnt have available rooms for us to look at so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;SKIP&lt;br /&gt;then it was gallery hotel..&lt;br /&gt;the same problem presented itself soooo, SKIP.&lt;br /&gt;Link hotel was next&lt;br /&gt;nice cosy place tooooo&lt;br /&gt;fourth was hotel RE!.&lt;br /&gt;wah, fucking loads of walking man this one.&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring to climb the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;fishballs chicken nugget.&lt;br /&gt;the rooms here were AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;and the colour, GORGEOUS man.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;fifth, we stopped by scarlet hotel.&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt; man the whole decor!!&lt;br /&gt;and the concierge outfit!!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SUPER AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;last stop was grand majestic hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah&lt;/em&gt;, this place also damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;nice mannn&lt;br /&gt;I SO WANNA STAY IN EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps: hence my heartbreak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shawn and i accompanied wx and ahlua to iluma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(kel was long gone by then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to go gaming.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;shawn and i just sat there and wasted 1hour of our life..&lt;br /&gt;then manhattan fish market for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and darrell and wx rushed off first cos darrell's sis was giving them a lift back.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS SOOOOO FULLLLLLLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and shawn decided to walk ard bugis junction..&lt;br /&gt;the topman there is pathetic man.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand bugis.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;fucking crowded&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JEEZ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do ppl shop in that crowd?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then shawn decided to pick out a scent for himself.&lt;br /&gt;so we went ard sniffing perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;to our brains got jumbled up.&lt;br /&gt;and just walked randomly ard..&lt;br /&gt;till we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now am quite shag.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i shall retreat to my comfy bed and rest..&lt;br /&gt;tmr still got drums in the early morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssht.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the way you look at me is kinda like a little sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6090713970036632206?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6090713970036632206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6090713970036632206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6090713970036632206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6090713970036632206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/hotels-ftw.html' title='hotels ftw'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvWRUSh0LPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/uCMonQ14cuY/s72-c/scarlet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2138199155828182753</id><published>2009-11-03T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:21:49.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM THE KING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvA3udON6gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OLhoXl5vf9w/s1600-h/Picture0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399877224474995202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvA3udON6gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OLhoXl5vf9w/s320/Picture0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM THE KING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been a really mundane day...&lt;br /&gt;with 5 hours break &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(awesome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 'cos i skipped MR.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;headed down to ion for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;was spp to meet up with shawn and kel..&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;THEY DECIDED TO PUNGSEH US.&lt;br /&gt;HOW NICE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, wx kris and me just walked aimlessly ard.&lt;br /&gt;went to bread society and bought a crapload of bread...&lt;br /&gt;then head to chocolate reseach facility to get a bar of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;LYCHEE MARTINI FLAVOUR!&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that man.&lt;br /&gt;the best choco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked ard ION.&lt;br /&gt;really ARD ION.&lt;br /&gt;started from top floor all the way to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;me and kris took the BK crown.&lt;br /&gt;and wore it all the way from ION back to school..&lt;br /&gt;then from school back home.&lt;br /&gt;PPL KEPT STARING LARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LIFE ARH YOU PPL!?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER SEE CROWN BEFORE IS IT?!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;damn dumb man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we hung ard in mlt 10 after lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;sang &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or shouted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the most random songs till now my throat sore man.&lt;br /&gt;and did the most random things.&lt;br /&gt;most of them consisting of things to do with the crown.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;MICE tut has to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;abrupt much?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've been looking for a lifeline for what seems like a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2138199155828182753?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2138199155828182753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2138199155828182753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2138199155828182753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2138199155828182753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-king.html' title='I AM THE KING!'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SvA3udON6gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OLhoXl5vf9w/s72-c/Picture0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7169808786533002065</id><published>2009-10-31T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:21:32.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop till you drop x)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuxcUMahbKI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RhHVNpiL6rA/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398791555309989026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuxcUMahbKI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RhHVNpiL6rA/s320/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 leanne_eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;contented;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im happy, you're happy, we're happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up shitass early in the morning today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had the SSYEAP briefing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met darrell and travelled ALL THE WAY down to buona vista..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the briefing was in buona vista cc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but thanks to mr lua, we all went the wrong way, and ended up at..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GHIM MOH CC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nice larh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then found out that we were at the wrong cc and walked another big round back to the right one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the briefing was kinda redundant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they could have sent us all those info online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;, waste my time and make me wake up early for nth only....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i could have been tucked away warmly in my bed, fast asleep leh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but nooooooo, they had to have a useless briefing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went for lunch with kristal after the briefing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was originally spp to meet shawn and wx for lunch too, but shawn fell sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we decided to call wx and let him know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the end, there was only me and kristal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after reaching cityhall, we decided to have jap food at sakae sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;both of us had this sudden craving for jap food luhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took our time, walked ard, ate slowly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and although we really enjoy the guys' company, for once me and kris were like, NOT RUSHED to do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked ard more after lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we we were both spp to head down to orchard to meet ppl but it was still too early larh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stopped at times and looked through stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had macs ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went down to ION to continue walking ard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, kris was spp to go meet her aunt alr, but 'cos lover still hadnt arrive to meet me, kris decided to walk ard with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she so nice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; her ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we walked ard a while more, had bread for breadsociety and then she left to meet her aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i headed back to ion &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;('cos we walked to wheelock)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked ard a little ,more and FINALLY lover came to meet me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why do i say finally???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cos we were spp to meet at 4pm but she delayyyy till 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TSK right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont worry lover, i still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were abt to head over to cineleisure for darren's gig when we found out it was raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i smsed darren and asked him whether his gig was canceled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohman, it wasss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i thought that i finally had the chance to break my streak of celibacy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;although darren must be pretty bummed to have his first gig canceled due to the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lover and i then decided to walk ard ion and shop a little cos we had nth to do alr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so we went into various shops, tried various things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the shoes damn chio ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just try and try and try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and look at our sexy long legs in the mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seriously, those heels make my legs look supah nice! ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then walked till god knows what time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then we got some stuff from pull and bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;phew&lt;/em&gt;, at least this shopping trip was a fruitful one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took the train home with lover after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were damn shag alr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walk too much. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we saw this guy on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HIS PANTS WERE HORRENDOUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he might be able to fit in in maybe, japan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but here?! OMG, HORRENDOUS PANTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ppl were like staring and laughing on the train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but seriously, just really damn ugly pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ppl, im damn tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i think i wanna go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have this migraine too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with regards to being contented... that's for me to know for you to find out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i never asked for these broken pieces you left me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7169808786533002065?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7169808786533002065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7169808786533002065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7169808786533002065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7169808786533002065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/shop-till-you-drop-x.html' title='shop till you drop x)'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuxcUMahbKI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RhHVNpiL6rA/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6068335583056620088</id><published>2009-10-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:05:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SQUEAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SusH0lYf5dI/AAAAAAAAAkA/GHVpvFWt9M8/s1600-h/SMILES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398417178303129042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SusH0lYf5dI/AAAAAAAAAkA/GHVpvFWt9M8/s320/SMILES.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;copyright 2009 MadPadilha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;squeal;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that i have the ability to squeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and sound like a girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, shall elaborate on that later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had a &lt;em&gt;supahhhhh&lt;/em&gt; long day yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;8am class till 5pm..&lt;br /&gt;then this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ASSHOLE&lt;/span&gt; decides to FUCK UP my day during tutorial..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;we actually cried over that.&lt;br /&gt;tell me, how pathetic is that?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;bloodyhell.&lt;br /&gt;dude, dont take it out on us if you feel like your life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bastard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HRM was a pep me up kinda class.&lt;br /&gt;the tutor is AWESOME (:&lt;br /&gt;we love her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awww&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went home after classes...&lt;br /&gt;waited at white sands for mother to pick me up..&lt;br /&gt;so in the mean time, i decided to walk ard white sands...&lt;br /&gt;saw that pierre cardin in minoshe was having a sale...&lt;br /&gt;so decided to go in and take a look&lt;br /&gt;in the end, got 3pairs of new bras for meself ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went home, took a bath, the we headed off to nsrcc for jumbo seafood dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was ferg's bday dinner so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;dinner was good and we left the table to play bowling after that..&lt;br /&gt;ferg and zack were nonsensical larh..&lt;br /&gt;did all sorts of stupid bowling techniques..&lt;br /&gt;some which included eyes closed, flinging the ball upwards etc..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;crazy to the maxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;then pool after that..&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, due to my long term rotting at home, i sucked at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;and then we still did all sorts of stupid things..&lt;br /&gt;and started playing the limbo..&lt;br /&gt;which is giving me little aching legs now..&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, limbo was fun..&lt;br /&gt;i have not limbo-ed in agesssssss.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now, enough about yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;this brings us back to the topic of today..&lt;br /&gt;after commenting that day about how long it has been since i last saw benny, i met him today!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;at first i was like staring at him and my mind was like:&lt;br /&gt;EH, THIS GUY LIKE FAMILIAR ARH..&lt;br /&gt;and he was talking to darrell.&lt;br /&gt;next thing i heard was: where is amanda chen&lt;br /&gt;and in my head i was like: OH BENNY!&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY SQUEALED AND POUNCED ON HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i went: OMG BENNYYYYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;and jumped at him.&lt;br /&gt;ohman, i didnt even know that i am capable of squealing and pouncing on ppl till today..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, piano today.&lt;br /&gt;learning new song AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and times doesnt have nice books for me..&lt;br /&gt;am sadded D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;right right, my leg itchy..&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna sleeeeeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;nights babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just wasted all my time, empty promises and lies, now my fantasy has died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6068335583056620088?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6068335583056620088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6068335583056620088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6068335583056620088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6068335583056620088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/squeal.html' title='SQUEAL!'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SusH0lYf5dI/AAAAAAAAAkA/GHVpvFWt9M8/s72-c/SMILES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1808194468099854239</id><published>2009-10-28T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:39:01.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terence thick skinned only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuhUs_l3sWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DFwNx3CGges/s1600-h/stick+out+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397657285364789602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuhUs_l3sWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DFwNx3CGges/s320/stick+out+tongue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 Satoruy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tired;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn shag this few days man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like not enough sleep or sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;before anything else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEST FRIEND!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you soooo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you love me too right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8am class AGAIN today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn damn damn sleepy can?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then got this retarded 2 hour break before a 1 hour GOM lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then another 3hours break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually right, normally i would be on my way home alr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but there was some stupid extra lecture again at 3.15..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so cannot go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we stoned during the 3hours break can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was really really nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we just found this comfy sofa and sat down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn nice sia our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bloody entertaining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the lecture also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahpiang eh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought they would like talk about clothes that will match our body shapes and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but all they talked about was what constitutes to formal wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn retarded can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just wanna know what sorta clothes i should wear that would match my body shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then after that got some skincare cum makeup lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahlao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didnt know putting on make up so bloody leceh sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohemgee&lt;/strong&gt; can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that of course we headed home larh.&lt;br /&gt;all of us like wanted to die alr..&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached home right, i was about to start on GOM tut (i know, so guai right? x])&lt;br /&gt;and then terence called me.&lt;br /&gt;he was alone and asked me to accompany him for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i whined and whined but in the end still kena forced to go.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;but yeah larh, after all havnt seen him for like god knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about that, havnt seen benny and stupid candychu for a freaking long time too&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, we better meet up sometime soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway people.&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta run off to do tutorial now..&lt;br /&gt;or risk getting kicked out of class tmr.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: tmr 8am class again. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no more hurting me, no more loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1808194468099854239?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1808194468099854239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1808194468099854239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1808194468099854239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1808194468099854239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/terence-thick-skinned-only.html' title='terence thick skinned only.'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuhUs_l3sWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DFwNx3CGges/s72-c/stick+out+tongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2117497523422613912</id><published>2009-10-27T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:08:21.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disney interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SucI9IhppYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/R-Tl7NyUJrc/s1600-h/ooh~+DISNEY+sehh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397292524780496258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SucI9IhppYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/R-Tl7NyUJrc/s320/ooh~+DISNEY+sehh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;50/50;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILDA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;hhad the disney interview today.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i did ok? but not like, fantastic, which i know i can achieve but for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;got tongue tied today,,, D:&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is not really the CONFIRM GET IN or CONFIRM WONT GET IN kinda situation..&lt;br /&gt;it's more of a see whether got enough space then let her in kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really hope i passed the interview man.&lt;br /&gt;i really really wanna go&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went out for dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;had carls jr after a freaking long time.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just sat there and crosby started doing stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and the guys started talking about random stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;just damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;me and kristal laugh until stomach pain man.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel lucky im a girl&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;then walked ard and went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to alvin's wonderful suggestion and idea....&lt;br /&gt;me and wx decided to take to punggol then take bus 3.&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN.&lt;br /&gt;the bus uncle think he racer or sth man.&lt;br /&gt;then keep tailgating the bus in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jialat&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;but reached home at 9.50pm ard there.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guys, i needa go toilet wee wee now.&lt;br /&gt;miss me babies!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the tricks were hard to catch, but now i see right through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2117497523422613912?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2117497523422613912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2117497523422613912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2117497523422613912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2117497523422613912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/disney-interview.html' title='disney interview'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SucI9IhppYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/R-Tl7NyUJrc/s72-c/ooh~+DISNEY+sehh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7241072519655541118</id><published>2009-10-25T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:46:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuMt0u1pR3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/HLYf2e9JCxE/s1600-h/sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396207162469468018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuMt0u1pR3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/HLYf2e9JCxE/s320/sentosa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sentosa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sentosa to play today after a LOOOOOOONG while.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and finally got to meet up with LOVER since like, FOREVERRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awwww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lover and bf at pasir at about 12 today.&lt;br /&gt;we were going to sentosa to play and celebrate nana's bday.&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;they gave me my belated bday pressie.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS DARLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(although it's a dress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. thankssss&lt;br /&gt;you two are very much loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did lots of crazy stuff at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;and at sentosa&lt;br /&gt;we silly sentosa noobs&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;took the skyride and luge&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING FUN MANNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;and then played in the waterrrr&lt;br /&gt;and lover arh lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tskk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;that's private. DONT TELL YOUUUU&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna go upload the photos alr.&lt;br /&gt;catch you guys another time&lt;br /&gt;miss me!&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but when i looked away, you caught me off guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7241072519655541118?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7241072519655541118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7241072519655541118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7241072519655541118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7241072519655541118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/sentosa-yay.html' title='sentosa YAY'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuMt0u1pR3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/HLYf2e9JCxE/s72-c/sentosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8563201392481077852</id><published>2009-10-23T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:02:51.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuHR_00qhKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/tsGQmfLmjy4/s1600-h/chris+crocker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395824723008062626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuHR_00qhKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/tsGQmfLmjy4/s320/chris+crocker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Dominic Saavedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prettttty;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok, no link but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the first week of school ended.&lt;br /&gt;while there werent any &lt;em&gt;"real"&lt;/em&gt; classes, it was alr a hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;imagine when classes start for &lt;em&gt;"real"&lt;/em&gt; next week.&lt;br /&gt;i'll die man.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, i still havnt written the script.&lt;br /&gt;am a busy busy bee.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disney interview on monday.&lt;br /&gt;need clothes.&lt;br /&gt;must buy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;shall buy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;and damn am i sooooo worried that i cant pass it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll cry if i fail this interview..&lt;br /&gt;i swear..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano exam results back today.&lt;br /&gt;passed and im thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;since the examiner was really strict.&lt;br /&gt;and the room was the friggin northpole&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;so on to the diploma for me..&lt;br /&gt;just trying to decide whether to take performance dip or teaching dip.&lt;br /&gt;for teaching dip, i'd have to continue my theory.&lt;br /&gt;and i donttttt like theory at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;back to my book for me&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it started as a game, the bet was on my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8563201392481077852?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8563201392481077852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8563201392481077852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8563201392481077852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8563201392481077852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/piano-pass.html' title='piano pass'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SuHR_00qhKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/tsGQmfLmjy4/s72-c/chris+crocker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2030706941683244817</id><published>2009-10-20T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:25:07.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of schoooooo. UGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/St2VnvNGYKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GFxPqL7Wxlw/s1600-h/tear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394632438578569378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/St2VnvNGYKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GFxPqL7Wxlw/s320/tear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2009 SophieG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;frustrated;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i dont mean sexually frustrated for you pervertic minds out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it has only been the 2nd day since school reopen and im dreading every second of it alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first of all, the modules this sem are crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the crappiest ones being SQM and MR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SQM has the worst lecturer/tutor ever. SO BLOODY BORING CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus need to be well dressed to go to class all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and MR, it's really just stats and fom rolled into one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT'S THE USE OF LEARNING BOTH SEPERATELY, WHEN WE ARE JUST GONNA LEARN IT COMBINED AGAIN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;useless piece of shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and HRM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;although the lecturer cute arh, the subject damn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's like an extended version on OM with the people factor in it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and for the tourism modules?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just that, and a &lt;em&gt;fuckload&lt;/em&gt; of projects to complete this sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERY MODULE HAS 2 PROJECTS TO COMPLETE!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmannnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am really not looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and with the god awful weather now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's too hot to be focusing on studies!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm pretty sure imma fall sick soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am missing best friend, vanny and france now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and of course, all the cute guys in france. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yeah, DISNEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmann.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanna go vietnam next year too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just a few things to note would be that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sentosa outing this sat, must rmb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then dinner with jenky and her matchmade guy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;; im NOT EVER gonna miss this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then disney interview on monday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which means ive gotta get my stuff together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND PRAY I CAN GET IN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(keeps fingers crossed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;other than these, im terribly hungry now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i guess i shall go have dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, at 7pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then cut my nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUST RMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ohyah, bring chocs for the class tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK, DONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciao cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take a breath, i pull myself together, just another step until i reach the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2030706941683244817?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2030706941683244817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2030706941683244817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2030706941683244817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2030706941683244817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-day-of-schoooooo-ugh.html' title='2nd day of schoooooo. UGH'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/St2VnvNGYKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GFxPqL7Wxlw/s72-c/tear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6739851092727770585</id><published>2009-10-18T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:05:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sts7hk-4m3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/gYOqOQPmHRg/s1600-h/card+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393970426755455858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sts7hk-4m3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/gYOqOQPmHRg/s320/card+tower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;five;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a 5 storey card tower today!!&lt;br /&gt;so happy (:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that night, i dreamt i pierced my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;WAS A FREAKING AWESOME DREAM OMG.&lt;br /&gt;makes me soooooooooo wanna get one.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;if only my parents were more "americanized"...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then i could be getting tattoos and piercings.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;till 21 my friend!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you give love, a bad name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6739851092727770585?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6739851092727770585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6739851092727770585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6739851092727770585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6739851092727770585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/five-i-made-5-storey-card-tower-today.html' title=''/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sts7hk-4m3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/gYOqOQPmHRg/s72-c/card+tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8865415689582331238</id><published>2009-10-16T21:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:06:47.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>france trip! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;epic;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the one word that can describe this entire trip.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and bf wins the &lt;u&gt;biggest loser contest&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello earthlings, amanda's back from france and here's here day to day account of what went on in the wine countryyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1st oct, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;left for bordeaux today. had a lovely bowl of prawn mee for dinner before meeting up with nana. checked in, blah blah blah and then went into transit. &lt;strong&gt;so so excited man!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;woohoo&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;terrible turbulence on board the flight for the first few hours. could even see the thunderstorm raging outside. the lightning looked so close to us. kinda scary but it was freaking awesome! haha. time passed too slowly for my liking on board this flight. really really really slowly. after what seemed like forever, i checked my watch. bloodyhell, only 2 hours had passed. argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;decided to watch caroline after that. nice movie. then had no mood to do anything else so i attempted to sleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTEMPT FAILED&lt;/strong&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the food onboard was awesome. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;onboard right, i changed out of my skinnies into my pj pants. super comfy, and that was an amazing feat. you try squeezing out of skinnies in the SEAT ITSELF. hahaha. managed to do so without anybody catching me. and best friend was laughing like crazy beside me.. just before landing, i changed back into my skinnies. now this is a more amazing feat man. if you think squeezing out is hard, try squeezing in. and sitting down, in the congested airplane chair. im good. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and did i mention, we were passing over this thing that looked like a desert. and i was so excited cos i've never seen a desert before. was like wondering whether there were any camels and best friend just started laughing at me -.- psycho leh she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ps: looked out the window and the moon was this awesome orange glowing ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2nd oct, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;reached paris airport at about 6plus am in the morning. had to transit to bordeaux. the stupid 4 hour transit was super boring. plus there is nothing to do in paris airport. SERIOUSLY. NOTHING. omg. i thought paris airport was gonna be cool or sth but.. dissappointing larh. the best part is i had to CHECK OUT to CHECK IN again. stupid man. and the queue so long also... stoned ard for a while then boarded the plane to bordeaux. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;met vanny and her mum at the airport. headed somewhere to have lunch first &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cos me and bf slept through the onboard meal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. had pasta outta a box, it was good. walked ard a bit then went to pick neville up from school and headed to vanny's house. lazed ard, watched a movie and then fell asleep after dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;3rd oct, sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we overslept today. haha. must be the jet lag. =x went to Saint Emillion today. it's like, all this rustic buildings and vineyeards. gorgeous man the place. from the buildings to the vineyards to the scenary, just, damn nice. haha. there was a cathedral at the top of the hill &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(a damn long way up man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. a wedding was taking place there and there was a limo! haha. being the sua kus that we are, we took a photo with the limo. x) AND AND AND, was scanning through the crowd, GOT CUTE GUYS OMG. haha. you don't see that often in singapore. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;had dinner at one of auntie&amp;amp;uncle's friend house. they are singaporeans too. watched phua chu kang, ate and hung out in joy's room. tried to play hotel 626 but me bf and neville scared shitless so we just looked at the ceiling and attempted to count the glow in the dark stars. haha. hum ji man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh anyway, nana has been puking D: must be the pineapple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;4th oct, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;woke up and went to sunday market after breakfast today. didnt find anything i like over there. still kinda prefer the rotary market in nz. haha. went back home after that as nana wasnt feeling too good. uncle and auntie went to play golf and me and vanny just sat ard listening to her bsb. &lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt; nana went to sleep. SHE SLEPT FOT THE ENTIRE AFTERNOON. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;went to the sand dune in the evening after she woke up. the dune is FREAKING AWESOME. SUPER HUGE MAN! climb up can die larh. haha. as bf was feeling better alr, we decided to bury her in sand. MISSION SUCCESSFUL! (: saw this huge ass spider while burying her so i decided to catch it. god knows where the spider is now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;5th oct, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;woke up early today to follow vanny to bordeaux &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in case you guys were wondering, she doesnt stay in bordeaux, but in la teste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. went for breakfast at Quick and then walked ard a little. stopped by the virgin megastore to look at the cds. omg, it's my paradise man. SO MANY ALBUMS, AND SO MUCH CHEAPER!!! ESPECIALLY METAL ONES. and they have so many other bands that i cant find in singapore. like 69 eyes and the older albums of a lot of other artists. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;vanny went for class after that while me and nana wandered abt on our own. walked ard for while before deciding to take out the map for directions.&lt;em&gt; haha&lt;/em&gt;. crossed the road and almost got banged down by car. lucky the lady stopped in time. and she laughed at us too. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; x) &lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt; man, image just gone. walked ard the shopping district, stopped by fnac. ANOTHER MUSIC PARADISE. &lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt; =x they even sell visual kei albums there at a much much much cheaper price. (: walked back to Quick to get a milkshake, then met vanny and headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;anyway, saw and bought my slipknot 10th anniversary box. &lt;em&gt;woo,&lt;/em&gt; am a very happy girl ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;took the train back to la teste. met this group of guys on board the train. kinda bothersome ppl actually, QUIT LAUGHING AT US DOOFUS. waited for bus, this weird cheena guy came and talked to us. err, ohkaye.. &lt;strong&gt;O.O&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ps: the milkshake damn cheap, 1euro nia! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pss: AND TONS OF CUTE GUYS (: ohyay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6th oct, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed vanny to bordeaux again today. same old routine as yesterday while vannny was in class. and anyway, OMG, DROOL. there was this shop that sold ALL MY KINDA CLOTHES. OHMAN. so tempted to get stuff but noo, amanda, CONTROL!!!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;7th oct, weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;left for paris early today. took the train straight to disney station since we were staying at one of its hotels (Hotel Santa Fe). haha. that was the cheapest one (: train ride was about 4 plus hours. we reached, checked in, lazed ard a while, THEN HEADED TO THE PARKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;first stop: WALT DISNEY STUDIOs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;wooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;as i dont really like riding coasters and stuff, i left vanny and bf to ride them while i walked ard taking photos. EH DONT LOOK AT ME LIDDAT OK! i just get sick riding those coasters. -.- took some slow ones and then we headed to disneyland for a short while and headed back to the hotel. &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ATE MAGGIE MEE for dinner &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(we damn cheapskate hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and watched disney channel NONSTOP. ohman, the awesome life we have ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8th oct, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woke up late today and missed breakfast. haha. headed straight to walt disney studios after washing up. walked ard, watched the parade and stuf while the other 2 went for rides again. after hanging out there and catching the car show&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (which was friggin awesome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we headed over to disneyland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHYAY I LOVE DISNEY!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;took photos and rides. walked ard and explored the park. SO MUCH MORE AWESOME THAN THE HK ONE. hahaha. took more photos and went for rides. the peter pan one was fun but.. i love BUZZ LIGHTYEAR THE MOST. hahaha ^^v can sit nonstop one. damn addictive. after that, we went shopping for stuff in disney village then RAN FOR SHUTTLE BUS back to hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISNEY CHANNELed the night away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;9th oct, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;headed to paris center today. managed to wake up for breakfast!! haha. (: first stop: ARC DE TRIOMPHE. walked down Champs Elysees. posh posh street. saw the 6 lvl LV boutique. JAW DROP. wanted to go in but vanny didnt want to sooo, oh well. stop by fnac, got me a britney album and found kristal's album. haha. then virgin megastore cos vanny wanted to get her bsb cd. i spotted it first and they chased me ard for it, before realising that there was an entire shelf of it. &lt;em&gt;lol lol.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after that we decided to walk to the louvre. LONG WALK MAN. and there were fuckloads of pigeons too. AND THEY FLEW SO LOW LIKE WANNA CRASH INTO ME THE STOOPID PIGEONS. but the view so great &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not the pigeons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ohyah! I MANAGED TO SEE THE FRENCH PRESIDENT AND HIS WIFE!! haha, how awesome is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the louvre is freaking huge but was unable to walk inside. firstly, it was damn crowded. secondly, nana and vanny didnt want to go into the galleries. D: sadded. oh nehmind, there will be other opportunities. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;next stop was the Notre Dame cathedral. huge building with lovely architecture. and they we swung by the Pere Lachaise Cemetery. i know you ppl are giving me weird looks. -.- the graveyard was a beautiful scenic place. wanted to walk ard more but vanny and bf started freaking out, esp after they saw the black cat -.- sadded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;last stop of the day was the eiffel tower. IT WAS FREAKING AWESOME. when you're there, you cant believe that you're really there man. i mean, i just kept staring at it. holy cow. I SAW THE EIFFEL TOWER. O.O damn nice. oh man. unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway, it started raining when we got there. queued from light till dark and got slightly drenched. took the lift all the way to the top!!! the view from the top was simply, AWESOME. omg, just damn breathtaking. TOTALLY GORGEOUS MAN. the whole city lighted up and stuff. it was like, eye orgasm!!! (: the whole tower was litted up too, so the view from the bottom was spectecular as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;headed back to the hotel after that, as we were wet, tired and hungry &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and it was late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;10th oct, sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;had breakfast, and went disneyland for a while, before deciding to go to the village to do a little shopping. had lunch there &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(at a proper restaurant omg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and bought some stuff. then headed back to disneyland to play. but first we headed to the hotel to rest a while. vanny fell asleep while me and bf just lay ard crapping about stuff and singing random stuff. way off key and at the top of our voices too, hahahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;OHYAH, EPIC LOSER STUFF. NANA GOT HER TURTLENECK COLLAR HOOKED ON HER BRACES. OMG, LAUGH TILL CAN CRY MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and then we were singing bon jovi's song and god knows how she managed to sing a bsb one during the chorus. damn funny larh. retarded man she. hahaha. laugh until stomach pain jaw pain eye pain. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;went to disneyland when vanny woke up. while they rode their ride, i sat on a bench and waited for ONE AND A HALF HOURS. waited from light till dark again man. AND MY BUTT NUMB CHEEKS NUMB FINGERS NUMB. and they only took one ride.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so anyway, it was just too crowded so we decided to leave and complete our disney shopping. blew a hundred bucks in the shops man omg. and once again, like every single night we spent there, we ran for the shuttle bus. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;maggie mee for dinner and disneyed the night away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ps: at the village we saw this SUPER SUPER SUPER CUTE GUY! omg, made my day only x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11thoct, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;woke up late for breakfast once again but who the hell cares. took our time. checked out, went to disney for a while, saw a PRINCE CHARMING (: then went back &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ran for shuttle bus AGAIN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to pick up our luggage and headed back to la teste. uncle picked us up from the la teste station and the rest of the day was uneventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;12thoct, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;followed vanny to bordeaux again today. wanted to go to lindts but upon reaching there, the shops were all closed. how smart of us. we forgot the shops and the hangars are closed on mondays. -.- so me and bf ended up blowing most of our money at claires. getting the most random stuff that we dont even know whether we need and buying on impulse. &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt; man. i can seldom shop on impulse. hahaha. (: then back home for dinner and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ps: some random guy tried to pick nana up in the tram today! SCADALOUS ARH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;13thoct, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;too lazy to go to town today, me and best friend just decided to laze ard the whole day. watched a couple of movies on the mac, had cold tuna and sardine sandwiches for lunch and went out a little with auntie. then picked neville and vanny and came back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;14th oct, weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;auntie brought us to arcachon today. we walked ard the town, sat at the cafe, had drinks and then walked ard more. oh man, BEST FRIEND MADE ME SPEND MORE MONEY TODAY. sigh D: she made me get the bag &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(another one omg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so that she could get another bag. what kinda logic is that, i have no idea too. when we finally finished walking ard, we headed back to la teste. ohman, packing my luggage was a very eventful thing to do. haha. my luggage not enough space man!! lucky i didnt get those vans shoes. or else that would be totally disastrous. had to sit on my luggage to zip it up, and borrowed nana's luggage belt. and still struggled to loop it ard my own luggage. nana documented the whole process down. &lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;15th oct, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leaving for singapore today. took a last minute trip down to bordeaux, got more chocolates and then to the airport we go! ate lunch before boarding the plane and stuff. at CDG, me and nana decided to change into pj pants cos they were more comfy. haha, image just gone man. damn unglam. hahaha. lucky there was nobody we know that we could have bumped into. x) super unglam. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;16th oct, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;watched more movies on the plane ride back today as i didnt want to be jet lagged when i reached singapore. the food onboard the plane was good, except for the breakfast. ugh, i didnt like the breakfasst. anyway, touched down in singapore at about 6pm plus. me and nana immediately went to change out of our pants. haha. no way were we about to walk ard in the airport with those pants man. haha. then checked out of immigration, got our luggage and yeah, that was basically the end of our trip (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm actually, if you managed to read all these shit, you're good man.&lt;br /&gt;i know i would have gotten cockeyed by now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so ppl, im tired from blogging and i guess i should go unpack my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M MISSING FRANCE&lt;br /&gt;AND VANNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stooopid aircon's leaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: best friend just went gaga over flyman &lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles darlings~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8865415689582331238?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8865415689582331238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8865415689582331238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8865415689582331238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8865415689582331238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/france-trip.html' title='france trip! (:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-177312606469996057</id><published>2009-10-01T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:38:11.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG EXCITED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SsOIt6txYyI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fEIdsLE-W_Y/s1600-h/Hot-Air-Balloons-Snowmass-CO-Photograph-C10119906.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299901701972770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SsOIt6txYyI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fEIdsLE-W_Y/s320/Hot-Air-Balloons-Snowmass-CO-Photograph-C10119906.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anticipation;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg&lt;/strong&gt;, im so bloody excited!!&lt;br /&gt;will be flying off in about, 10hours time and ahh, I CANT WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am anticipating the flight so much!&lt;br /&gt;im simply love travelling and flying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall resume my packing again.!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so let's spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-177312606469996057?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' 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KRISTAL!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with shawn and kris this afternoon to go to ikea.&lt;br /&gt;we were gonna have wine party for her bday so we had to pick up some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;got them and cabbed down to raffles place.&lt;br /&gt;spent some time looking at wine before deciding on two...&lt;br /&gt;then met up with my godma to collect the book on france.&lt;br /&gt;then kelvin came and we went to hmv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DONT LIKE CITY HALL HMV.&lt;br /&gt;too little stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, managed to get my albums and CHOPS!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then these 2 kinds souls were like, hey, why dont we give you our receipts so you can earn more chops?&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MAN!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so i got like, 6 chops today!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ahyun then went to NYNY to eat.&lt;br /&gt;ordered food and then weixian and ahlua arrived.&lt;br /&gt;they ordered and we started eating.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, talking about random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went over to raffles city to get our wine and ice to chill it and then to esplanade!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the esplanade set up everything and then..&lt;br /&gt;POPPED the sparkling wine!&lt;br /&gt;we got JACOB's CREEK SPARKLING CHARDONNAY PINOT NOIR&lt;br /&gt;i chose it.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i got good taste ok!!&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, we got 4 bottles of hoegaarden too.&lt;br /&gt;for you noobies out there, hoegaarden is a really really good beer!!&lt;br /&gt;TRY IT!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;weixian and ahlua left earlier cos they had to be home earlier while the rest of us just sat ard talked and chilled some more.&lt;br /&gt;and of cos, take photos.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but they are all with ahyun so yeah&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left esplanade about 11.20pm?&lt;br /&gt;just reached home not long ago and im all clean and nice smelling!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and my hair's almost dry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOAHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that?!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ohyah, in the end, shawn brought back the bucket and wine glasses&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, I STILL WANT THE RED BUCKET!!&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;shall collect it another time&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinks on the rooftop?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely fab.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll be out of my mind and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8025639453619625320?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sexcited;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the totally new awesome way of saying that im SUPER SUPER SUPER EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally managed to book the tickets to france today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited i can barely keep still!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went down to WS to meet mum for a while&lt;br /&gt;ate and then came home&lt;br /&gt;then went for my haircut..&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;now it's short and nice..&lt;br /&gt;AND I FEEL SO LIGHT AND FREEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;and it is SOOOOO much more cooling you know!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;only thing is that i got not enought time to highlight so i guess i'll highlight some other time before i return to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and oh yah, no more emo fringe..&lt;br /&gt;that, i very very &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;IM TOO &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXCITED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SEXCITED&lt;/strong&gt; TO KEEP STILL TO TYPE ANYMORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3783446848818039206?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3783446848818039206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3783446848818039206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5061499619928809627</id><published>2009-09-27T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:31:20.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch you bitch die air france</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sr-D1wRRImI/AAAAAAAAAio/hwSuqTB5WWA/s1600-h/smashed-computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386168638872035938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sr-D1wRRImI/AAAAAAAAAio/hwSuqTB5WWA/s320/smashed-computer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bitch die bitch stab die bitch die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air france was being a bitch today.&lt;br /&gt;tried to book tickets but it kept rejecting payment.&lt;br /&gt;kept telling me sth like, pls verify payment infomation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i clicked again, it kept telling me that the phone number i entered?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, DOES NOT MATCH WITH THE REQUIRED AMT OF DIGITS FOR THE COUNTRY I SELECTED.&lt;br /&gt;F &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CK this retarded piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, french websites gives ppl headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempted for over 2 hours before i finally gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall call them up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;very very very pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel irrational, so confrontational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5061499619928809627?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sr-D1wRRImI/AAAAAAAAAio/hwSuqTB5WWA/s72-c/smashed-computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-3639170073545628434</id><published>2009-09-25T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:33:04.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam and surprises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Srzwc_u4T7I/AAAAAAAAAig/FpaHNdDv5gI/s1600-h/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385443635363336114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Srzwc_u4T7I/AAAAAAAAAig/FpaHNdDv5gI/s320/piano.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2009 allieALLSTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;piano;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is a beautiful instrument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but never play it in a cold cold room where your fingers feel like they are frostbitten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, it's been a hectic week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it's only gonna get even more hectic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;practised the piano like a mad fool till arms were kinda sore and fingers kinda numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'xam was on the 24th, thurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went it rather prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prepared to play that is, not prepared for the weather conditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;felt like the fuckin north pole in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fingers froze up again, stiff jointed and all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how to play properly you tell me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh, &lt;em&gt;deja vu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bloodyhell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;depressed can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rushed to job after that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wore black dress, heels and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kristal was so excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stood from 1 till 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wah, stand until leg pain feet numb ass cramp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but oh well, pay was rather good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;changed and then rushed down to urbana for our dinner appt with zech and the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the rest meaning shawn, kel and ahyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and some of zech's buddies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just sat ard, ate pizza and chatted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we met dajie and headed down to geylang for supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once again, i would like to gush about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE SOYA BEAN DRINK DAMN SHIOK CAN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed home with ahyun and kris after that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached home at about 12.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to clean away the make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate using make up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always give me pimples after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;piano class today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;learnt some new song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vanny called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the trip's about to be finalised!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so freaking EXCITED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just needa get my ticketsand i'll be set to FLY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aren't you excited for me too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, got back results alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;poly results i mean, not piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they were better than i expected so im very pleased with my results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, except for blaw which i felt that i could do much better if the proj marks was higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohwell, what can i say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's done is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no use crying over spilt milk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, at least i passed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ppl, my life has been rather uneventful and boring so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will cut hair with kris on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tune in for further updates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know i love it when you're down on your knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3639170073545628434?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3639170073545628434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3639170073545628434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3639170073545628434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3639170073545628434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/exam-and-surprises.html' title='exam and surprises.'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Srzwc_u4T7I/AAAAAAAAAig/FpaHNdDv5gI/s72-c/piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5147507747392981499</id><published>2009-09-21T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:53:55.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20092009 (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SrZqbwPGRkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MIEQ40QIZJY/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383607429605246530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SrZqbwPGRkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MIEQ40QIZJY/s320/DSC01708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20092009;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;and that's a lovely number&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally 18 peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;i can finally do the things i hav been doing illegally, legally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yahooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;this is awesomeeeee&lt;br /&gt;yayness ttm much?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely angbao haul this year too.&lt;br /&gt;and mumsie said it's cos 18's a special age&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;but hey, im not complaining!!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, how does it feel like to be 18?&lt;br /&gt;welllll, the same you'd felt when you were 17, 16, 15...&lt;br /&gt;and nownownownownow, ive 3 more years to go before i turn a lovely 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait omg cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess what ppl have been telling me today?&lt;br /&gt;18 alr girl? can drive you know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know can drive larh, but can I drive?&lt;br /&gt;that's the main question...&lt;br /&gt;idk?&lt;br /&gt;haha x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thanks for the lovely wishes today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp mr justin wong, your wish was absolutely wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, never ever had a wish like that before so yeah, thanks&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to take you up on your offer of that 50% of the stuff?&lt;br /&gt;can not?&lt;br /&gt;my spaceship is needing lots of new parts!&lt;br /&gt;have been crashing it too often.&lt;br /&gt;and candy chu, IM NOT A HAG!!&lt;br /&gt;if im a HAG, that makes you a 3daysolderHAG!&lt;br /&gt;so there!&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, other than these stuff, my bday has been rather eventful?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, i slept and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;, i feel like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;ohyah, and drank lots of wine..&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the last note, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ppl!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cherry cherry boom boom; eh eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5147507747392981499?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5147507747392981499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5147507747392981499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5147507747392981499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5147507747392981499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/20092009.html' title='20092009 (:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SrZqbwPGRkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MIEQ40QIZJY/s72-c/DSC01708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8184003285972897812</id><published>2009-09-15T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:54:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open studio at wessex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sq8-PGup8II/AAAAAAAAAiI/rW6zKJYP97E/s1600-h/open+studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381588508956291202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sq8-PGup8II/AAAAAAAAAiI/rW6zKJYP97E/s320/open+studio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;open studio at wessex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh damn, should have advertised it more before the event kicked off.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked at open studio for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;despite it being very slow &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not many ppl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the sonofabitch fucking hot weather, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;actually, more like fun.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;working with friends is ALWAYS fun&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cocktail hour that we did.&lt;br /&gt;was great.&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;love to serve in relaxed atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;not those uber posh pretentious "classy" atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;it really gets you nervous you know&lt;br /&gt;that one of those snobby asses would make your life hell&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, relaxed casual atmosphere ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a little tipsy on the first night after drinking dont know how many cups of wine.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh, lost count&lt;br /&gt;whipped my head ard to fast and got dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but was ok after drinking a hell lot of water &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which shawn kept passing to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and going to the loo nonstop&lt;br /&gt;and drinking a cup of hot tea.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr gilbert and dr praema treated us to dinner at pietrasanta on sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;the food was greatttttt&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;yum yum yum yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;and we did this nice long walk to commonwealth mrt after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a good walk though, the weather was great and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i had my rock family with me incase on any thing.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i named all of them ok!&lt;br /&gt;they are:&lt;br /&gt;tosco, py, lily, lucy, pampam, sept, donna, dexter, nata and pooty.&lt;br /&gt;kris tooked her pampam, sept and nata.&lt;br /&gt;while shawn took dexter and pooty.&lt;br /&gt;kelvin was spp to take donna home!!&lt;br /&gt;but he forgot&lt;br /&gt;so sad rightttt?&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, the job was great fun and worth my time man.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;really really enjoyable and i feel that more ppl should have turned up for it.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, cmon, the works are good.&lt;br /&gt;i esp loved sepi's work &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it's really really awesome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the more i stared at junko's painting, the more i liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and joy's and zech's ceramics were good.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, dr praema's one was nice, and so was rasha's&lt;br /&gt;but ok, i shall stop boring you with my monologue of artworks when you are so clearly dying while reading my blog over here.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, have got awesomely great shocking news for you guys out there!&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;WE FINALLY MET UP WITH LYNNIE AFTER LIKE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;283951305238676234624062462462&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; YEARS MANNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;me, best friend and lover met up with lynnie to have lunch at popeyes.&lt;br /&gt;spent some nice time tgt just laughing and talking about random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but we left soon after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;lover had to go home and study for her econs &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(more like play neopets haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lynnie was going to meet her friends.&lt;br /&gt;and well, best friend wanted to go home play neopets &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with lover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;well i..&lt;br /&gt;had nth to do&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;so sad right?&lt;br /&gt;cos usual &lt;em&gt;kaki&lt;/em&gt; also all at camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to go to SAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;double sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkkk. batt's about to die on me and soooo&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall stop here?&lt;br /&gt;apart from this little nook of 3 days &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(more like 2 and a half)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been totally totally totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shitass boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a &lt;strong&gt;noliferrrrrrrr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saynora honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cocaine nose and trendy clothes, gotta send her to rehab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8184003285972897812?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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suffering from terrible withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;finally manage to get some albums.&lt;br /&gt;am so happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bugis for kelvin's sake.&lt;br /&gt;then decided not to do whatever kel went there for alr.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;so kinokuniya we went!&lt;br /&gt;i needed to get rock sound..&lt;br /&gt;TERRIBLY.&lt;br /&gt;and YAY! GOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so nice, today good!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;got my albums and mag&lt;br /&gt;am a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;till i came home, tried to rip my CDs, and my darling decided to throw tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;cannot read.&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awake by noon, drunk by four, sucked up in showbiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5942355908274577770?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5942355908274577770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5942355908274577770' title='0 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out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen says:&lt;br /&gt;*did you still throw out?&lt;br /&gt;pretty in pink socks for the win says:&lt;br /&gt;*throw UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*mum tries to justify her wrong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen says:&lt;br /&gt;*oh...yes....type too fast...&lt;br /&gt;pretty in pink socks for the win says:&lt;br /&gt;*no&lt;br /&gt;pretty in pink socks for the win says:&lt;br /&gt;*you're a slow typer&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] hollywood whore choices; finally says:&lt;br /&gt;*ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*mum changes topic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen says:&lt;br /&gt;*how is your animation workshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*then decides to try and redeem herself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen says:&lt;br /&gt;*the keypad is too small for my fingers...&lt;br /&gt;pretty in pink socks for the win says:&lt;br /&gt;*stubby fingers ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*and then tries to redeem herself even more*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen says:&lt;br /&gt;*no...is small and petite fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epic fail larh mother.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice mother daughter conversation.&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3612683175558372933?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3612683175558372933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3612683175558372933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3612683175558372933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hate being ill.&lt;br /&gt;have been feeling like vomiting ok.&lt;br /&gt;having flu is one thing, feeling like vomiting is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id rather deal with sore throats, fever etc then to deal with the constant urge to puke.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;dont you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel really bloated right now..&lt;br /&gt;might be too much liquid in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldt have drank soup AND eaten porridge.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell&lt;/em&gt;, the soup was great though&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so i shall bathe, pop in a pill or two, and fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANNY JUST CALLED ME!!&lt;br /&gt;im soooo happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay yay yay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sooooooooo long!!!&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;she said she will call me back again soon to confirm with me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant quickly book my tickets to fly there and visit her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;im so excited and happyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;apart from being sick and laying in bed all day, these few days have been EXTREMELY boring and dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be out there earning moolah some how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and practise my piano.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall tmr&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;toodles babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't take this no more, i'm sorry but the party's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8855590503463490271?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8855590503463490271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8855590503463490271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8855590503463490271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8855590503463490271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sickk-d.html' title='sickk D:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-4445570110810105803</id><published>2009-09-03T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:08:02.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lateness (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sp6e6pMeYxI/AAAAAAAAAho/JgT90V57tOQ/s1600-h/P9020021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376909735454728978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sp6e6pMeYxI/AAAAAAAAAho/JgT90V57tOQ/s320/P9020021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awesome;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger's working again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back at 12.10am today.&lt;br /&gt;first time man, that im back so late i mean..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yah lah yah lah&lt;br /&gt;call me noob larh.&lt;br /&gt;but i very &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; one ok!&lt;br /&gt;that's why seldom go home late&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in the morn today to meet kris, shawn and kel.&lt;br /&gt;we were going to watch movie!! (:&lt;br /&gt;as usual, shawn was the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to marina at about 10plus?&lt;br /&gt;but gv wasnt open yet&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to eat breakfast first.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, whole place was bloody deserted.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SHIOK OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;then in the cinema, like no more than 15 ppl?&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;instead of sitting at our allocated seats, we moved and just picked some random seat to sit on...&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the proposal is a good show ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;go catch it if you havnt!!&lt;br /&gt;reallyyyy, it's really really good.&lt;br /&gt;there's like, funny and heartwarming moments in it.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CATCH IT HOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to millenia walk after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;'cos ahyun works there..&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to pay her a visit&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;then hung ard, went to eat lunch..&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, kristal left for dance and then dajie came down to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard more, went up to SPACE.&lt;br /&gt;which has really really chio furnitures &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which are fucking expensive too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;and then dajie left to go work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we walked ard harvey norman looking at furniture and home appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which i really like to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled at chocolate research facility.&lt;br /&gt;the chocolates that are really, idk man&lt;br /&gt;you're just bloody spoilt for choices.&lt;br /&gt;we should go back there again ppl!&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;btw, if you're there, get the mango choco from the fruit series.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BLOODY GOOD OK!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;just sat there, chilled, talked to the staff.&lt;br /&gt;played &lt;em&gt;daidi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and waited for ahyun to xia ban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahyun xia ban, we slacked a little more..&lt;br /&gt;then headed to marina sq food court for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;kristal came down to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;chilled more and then ahyun and kel left.&lt;br /&gt;and me shawn kris headed to esplanade to chill even more.&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna turn to northpole ard here soon dudessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ok, freaking lame, i know. not funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;sat there till 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;and then we decided to move our asses and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, now im happily sitting at home&lt;br /&gt;all clean and smelling niceeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and i think i have a stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;shall go to the loo now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i banged my head against the lamp post in harvey norman just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;toodles puddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hollywood whore, crashed out on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4445570110810105803?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4445570110810105803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4445570110810105803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4445570110810105803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i still cant post photos.&lt;br /&gt;screw this thing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS EARTHLINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;all my EXAM PAPERS are FINALLY OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am super free now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for the piano intensive i've to put meself throught.&lt;br /&gt;'xam is on the 24th of sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh sigh sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AIM FOR DISTINCTION GIRL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;missed baybeats 2009&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch anberlinnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, ohwell&lt;br /&gt;had to study for law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, BEST FRIEND kept me company while i studied for law!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;she so nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU BEST FRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn shag cos i slept for only 1 and a half hours this morning.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasted my time going to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;cos we didnt hang out at all and i didnt even it.&lt;br /&gt;so what i went there to do is STONE&lt;br /&gt;and watch other ppl EAT&lt;br /&gt;bloody good use of my time.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET A TATTOO SOOOOOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;im lusting after one SOOOO MUCHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want oneeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, have to wait till im 21&lt;br /&gt;cos im a very good girl and will not get a tattoo without parents' consent&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch FINAL DESTINATION in 3D today.&lt;br /&gt;but the rest didnt want to.&lt;br /&gt;and the guys wanted to go back BS&lt;br /&gt;bullshit man&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok babies, ive nth to blog about cos my life these days are really&lt;br /&gt;boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so...&lt;br /&gt;smell ya later peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i dream, i'm doing you all night, scratches all down my back to keep me right on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1445456361907267111?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1445456361907267111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1445456361907267111' title='0 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPAZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cos law makes me mental&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAWL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this is to remind me to study)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, not funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK LAW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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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-13322430.post-3847067699260838784</id><published>2009-08-28T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:22:25.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bang shoot die</title><content type='html'>BLOGGER IS STILL BEING A BITCHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;why oh why cant i upload photos??&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, damn sian these few days.&lt;br /&gt;all cos of FMAH paper on tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that paper totally killed me and left me breathless.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;it's a matter of either you KNOW, or you DON'T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;there's no such thing as an inbetween&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i DON'T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;this is such a &lt;em&gt;gg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blaw paper next tues?&lt;br /&gt;that's gonna hang me&lt;br /&gt;i hate law omg.&lt;br /&gt;how can anybody like lawwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut&lt;br /&gt;look on the bright side, after blaw paper, it's the hols for us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay yay yay&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and id better tell ms pat i would like to sign up for forward module alr.&lt;br /&gt;dont waste time.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah.&lt;br /&gt;go ahead ask me why im here wasting and idling my time away instead of studying for law.&lt;br /&gt;look at the notes and tell me truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;you feel like studying?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i gotta and assemble all them notes nicely alr though.&lt;br /&gt;shall start tmr?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;that's what i always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;shall wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;do some scales and then start on law i guess.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;after next tues, although holiday..&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be piano intensive for me.&lt;br /&gt;imma aim for that distinction or merit at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aja aja&lt;/em&gt; fighting girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated ahyun's bday after blaw paper.&lt;br /&gt;we planned ot eat at seoul garden at first but ahyun wanted to eat steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;so went to bugis instead.&lt;br /&gt;kristal was commenting sth about how i needed two guys to cook for me instead.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;wellllll, i dont mind cooking on my own.&lt;br /&gt;but thennnn. id prolly get a stomach ache after that or sth.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;left the place full full full and smelling of food.&lt;br /&gt;headed to starbucks to chill after that before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;tried to avoid sitting next to ppl on the way home&lt;br /&gt;we smelt too much of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;urggggh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway anyway, just a footnote...&lt;br /&gt;i think bill and tom kaulitz are the CUTEST TWINS EVERRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drooooool&lt;/em&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;toodles ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey, you're a crazy bitch, but you fuck so good i'm on top of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3847067699260838784?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3847067699260838784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3847067699260838784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3847067699260838784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3847067699260838784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/bang-shoot-die.html' title='bang shoot die'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-3614098882967106582</id><published>2009-08-25T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:47:56.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vitas and accounting</title><content type='html'>lmao ppl.&lt;br /&gt;this is the funniest shit of the day:&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆　　　　　　　　　·ĐąгяэІ™·]]　　　　　　　　 ☆ {N-fAM}™ ☆ MUGGING says:&lt;br /&gt;*VITAS&lt;br /&gt;☆　　　　　　　　　·ĐąгяэІ™·]]　　　　　　　　 ☆ {N-fAM}™ ☆ MUGGING says:&lt;br /&gt;*EveRYTIME&lt;br /&gt;☆　　　　　　　　　·ĐąгяэІ™·]]　　　　　　　　 ☆ {N-fAM}™ ☆ MUGGING says:&lt;br /&gt;*KEEP GOING CHINA&lt;br /&gt;☆　　　　　　　　　·ĐąгяэІ™·]]　　　　　　　　 ☆ {N-fAM}™ ☆ MUGGING says:&lt;br /&gt;*NB&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] studystudystudy choices; in major panic mode says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;☆　　　　　　　　　·ĐąгяэІ™·]]　　　　　　　　 ☆ {N-fAM}™ ☆ MUGGING says:&lt;br /&gt;*COME SINGAPORE LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*btw, vitas is AWESOME. ^^&lt;br /&gt;go check him out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a summary of accounts for you ppl out there..&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of my godma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeno says:&lt;br /&gt;*juz plus n minus lah wat else&lt;br /&gt;jeno says:&lt;br /&gt;*got $ juz +&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] studystudystudy choices; i give up =.= says:&lt;br /&gt;*haha&lt;br /&gt;jeno says:&lt;br /&gt;*no $ juz - lor&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] studystudystudy choices; i give up =.= says:&lt;br /&gt;*if only it was that simple&lt;br /&gt;jeno says:&lt;br /&gt;*no $ can borow so can stil + hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it was this simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just a footnote.&lt;br /&gt;vitas and accounting dont mix.&lt;br /&gt;dont try that at home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3614098882967106582?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3614098882967106582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3614098882967106582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3614098882967106582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3614098882967106582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/vitas.html' title='vitas and accounting'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-7390831487533391779</id><published>2009-08-24T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:15:57.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to study</title><content type='html'>FMAH paper is tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've not even began reading my notes.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY I NEED TO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY I NEED TO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY I NEED TO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY I NEED TO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY I NEED TO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;this shit pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7390831487533391779?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7390831487533391779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7390831487533391779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;peranakan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was filled with things full of it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to put a photo up but once again.&lt;br /&gt;as i've said oh-so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;bloggers being a huge bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the peranakan tour today.&lt;br /&gt;out of the 14ppl who signed up, only 9 of us came for it.&lt;br /&gt;the 6 guys &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus ahlua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; plus me kris and dajie.&lt;br /&gt;the museum's latest exhibit was full of bling larh!!&lt;br /&gt;and alvin and crosby has some obscene photos with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;but gotta say larh, highlight of the day was the katong laksa.&lt;br /&gt;we gian dont know how many bowls man.&lt;br /&gt;like, 9 of us had 14bowls of laksa.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; like there's no tmr cannn.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;our class damn famous for being the best &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt;ners ard.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to PP after that.&lt;br /&gt;decided to take bus 15 back with alvin and wx.&lt;br /&gt;nice &lt;strong&gt;plan a, b and c&lt;/strong&gt; alvin...&lt;br /&gt;only he can think of such plans larh!!&lt;br /&gt;just to gian a seat on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;nobody would ever think of that can?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right, im damn tired and shag now.&lt;br /&gt;i think hor, i should go bathe.&lt;br /&gt;then start on rwps ppt.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zai jian&lt;/em&gt; ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;adrenaline rushing through my veins, and i'd say we're still kickin' ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4095458876325425992?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4095458876325425992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4095458876325425992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4095458876325425992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4095458876325425992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/peranakan-museum.html' title='peranakan museum(:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-7126409113996288346</id><published>2009-08-20T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:26:32.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SowkdFc6SRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aa9AziX2lBY/s1600-h/Orphan_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371708537644402962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SowkdFc6SRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aa9AziX2lBY/s320/Orphan_Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;orphan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wasn't as scary as i imagined it to be.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to school for gems test today.&lt;br /&gt;nice, test at 1 i started at 12.&lt;br /&gt;gg man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then wine class directly after test..&lt;br /&gt;i had to take the bus from south pole to north pole mind you.&lt;br /&gt;nice drinking wine man.&lt;br /&gt;kristal face turned all red after that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;tried like 2 diff whites and 2 diff reds.&lt;br /&gt;ok larh, although i didnt really like their taste.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went down to dhoby after that.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to catch orphan&lt;br /&gt;movie was at 7.15 so we just snacked abit before the movie&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, during the movie, me and ahyun nicely sandwiched outselves between kelvin and shawn.&lt;br /&gt;you know arh, at least right, kelvin got reaction.&lt;br /&gt;shawn almost like stoning throughout the movie can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, turning to stone.&lt;br /&gt;just hide behind my jacket..&lt;br /&gt;and scream when stupid esther suddenly popped out in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;but really, i think im more scared of ghosts movies than this kinda movies&lt;br /&gt;it really wasnt as bad as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met up with kristal after that&lt;br /&gt;we went to TCC, chilled out and just stoned&lt;br /&gt;then mrted back home&lt;br /&gt;the moment i reached pasir ris interchange, i saw two of my buses pulling away.&lt;br /&gt;then the next one came.&lt;br /&gt;i ran for it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;bloodyhell.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then nice, ppl like line 2 rows of candles on the walkway downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;like some nice grand entrance walkway larh.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dare walk through.&lt;br /&gt;haha x)&lt;br /&gt;yah larh, i know larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hum ji&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok, i think i shall like, you know?&lt;br /&gt;start on rwps now...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok, then sleep&lt;br /&gt;bye bellas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i get high, i get high on speed, top fuel funny car's a drug for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7126409113996288346?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7126409113996288346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7126409113996288346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7126409113996288346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7126409113996288346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/orphan-wasnt-as-scary-as-i-imagined-it.html' title=''/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SowkdFc6SRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aa9AziX2lBY/s72-c/Orphan_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2428720770198387416</id><published>2009-08-18T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:31:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>museum day fun fun fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;broke;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygosh, these few days we EAT EAT.&lt;br /&gt;EAT UNTIL BROKE ALR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16aug, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVER PUNGSEHed ME TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh, went for drums alone.&lt;br /&gt;then headed over to airport to return my pass.&lt;br /&gt;i think that fella laughing at me larh.&lt;br /&gt;for reasons, urm, i shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed back to tamp 1 to get myself storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;and homeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with darren's friend after that as i was spp to loan him my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me to look out for a guy wearing blue and carrying a huge ass guitar.&lt;br /&gt;i went there looking for a big ass guy carrying a blue guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zai &lt;/em&gt;larh.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;AWKWARD momentttttt.&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;and that's prolly the most exciting i did throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;that is &lt;u&gt;SOOOO&lt;/u&gt; sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17aug, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSEUM DAY today!&lt;br /&gt;haha, we just chionged the museums larh.&lt;br /&gt;met up with kel, wx, kris and shawn to go to the museums.&lt;br /&gt;first stop was....&lt;br /&gt;popular for kris to get paper -.-&lt;br /&gt;how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had brunch and then to MINT MUSEUM&lt;br /&gt;ahh, the toys that, brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;and we were goofing ard and it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;laughed nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;go FB to check out the photos!!&lt;br /&gt;extremely funny!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to put one up but once again, blogger's being a bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philatelic museum was next.&lt;br /&gt;shiok, we walked all the way there..  nice.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;it was rather boring i think.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be more interesting and stuff, but really...&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATIONAL MUSEUM NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;haha, i went to gian the green stickers&lt;br /&gt;nice green ones.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;was damn excited to see dead horses.&lt;br /&gt;nice, i thought the horses would be, more horselike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand, the floor very nice to sit, as me kel and wx would know, after sitting on it for like, what?&lt;br /&gt;15minutes?&lt;br /&gt;haha, idk.&lt;br /&gt;just to look and stare at meat.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;then the black room, where i watched a naked lady toss and turn on bed.&lt;br /&gt;for GOD KNOWS HOW MANY MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;3 times over.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for shawn and kris to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oohh&lt;/em&gt;, watched the pickpocketing vid also larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to have high tea &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and go bankrupt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and double bay.&lt;br /&gt;while kris went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;nice dessert though.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then LAU PA SAT for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;nice satay satay and more satay.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;drank tiger beer &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which im not a big fan of)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the calamari was AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;then sat ard, gossiped, talk cock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geylang next&lt;br /&gt;cos they wanted to eat tau huay.&lt;br /&gt;the soya bean drink very nice though.&lt;br /&gt;NICER THAN MR BEAN!&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, drink ate then sat ard and crapped more.&lt;br /&gt;by the time we moved our asses to take taxi home, alr 11.15?&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;crapped more in the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;and reached home.&lt;br /&gt;just sat on the chair dont wanna move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18aug, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to sch for IHRO presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;then headed over to city hall for a very late lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and an even later high tea.&lt;br /&gt;and shawn kel wx all did some impulse shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i sat there exasperated cos i nag till cannot nag alr.&lt;br /&gt;so i just used the b&amp;amp;j cube&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (which shawn koped for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and threw it at them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked and chill a bit.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to come home..&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;tmr got gems test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH SIGH SIGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i think i should go take my bath alr?&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;gotta start on gems revision soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye beatifuls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;skydive naked from an aeroplane, or a lady with a body from outerspace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2428720770198387416?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2428720770198387416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2428720770198387416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2428720770198387416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2428720770198387416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/museum-day-fun-fun-fun.html' title='museum day fun fun fun'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-577452842501833707</id><published>2009-08-15T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:32:50.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;champagne;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring 'em out to celebrate the end of amanda's one month blogging hiatus&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;wanted to upload a picture tgt with this post but i cant...&lt;br /&gt;blogger's being a bitch, and a really really big fat one at that too.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lots have been going on for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;managed to stay alive, and awake, in school for school and other whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but luckily, the tidal waves of projects are finally over&lt;br /&gt;stupid projects were keeping me busy and no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, left with one last presentation for next week and then…&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing?&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS AFTER THAT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooooo ^^&lt;br /&gt;ahh, holidays, what a &lt;u&gt;lovely holy word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so here's a brief looking glass into what my life’s been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have gone broke over the last month.&lt;br /&gt;the amt of eating excursions and movies we've been up to?&lt;br /&gt;it's no wonder larh.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;have been staying out later and later too.&lt;br /&gt;eating at orchard ion &lt;em&gt;(it’s a lovely place btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and watching late night movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, it’s a whole collection of TOMORROW NO SCHOOL ARH?!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah, tonning the whole night through, not sleeping a wink.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;just to get the reports and ppts completed for submission the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;bloody tiring &lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the amount of classes that ive been skipping too?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, &lt;em&gt;imba&lt;/em&gt; larh =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so some highlights are basically the ttp walking tours which have been relatively fun.&lt;br /&gt;and the dining sessions which always lead to crapping and gossiping sessions at watami&lt;br /&gt;and the screening habit that ive picked up while playing asshole daidi with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that there’s evidence of me drinking of facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and sigh, just the amount of fun ive had this month &lt;em&gt;(of course, minus the proj)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;althoughhhhhh, the proj tonning sessions were a helluva fun shit time&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah!&lt;br /&gt;so right, i met shawn and kristal to stalk raffles peeps that day.&lt;br /&gt;cos the manager was being mean and stood me up.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, STALKING ATTEMPT 101 FAILED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, at least we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;lunch and then tea.&lt;br /&gt;and then met the guys for GI JOE and the charissa and kris for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just that day, we lunched at watami and then hung around just laughing at old photos.&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go over to orchard cine to catch WHERE GOT GHOST.&lt;br /&gt;but not seats so we rushed down to marina sq to watch instead.&lt;br /&gt;stupid funny movie but i was covering my eyes more than half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;oh, and of course, not to forget..&lt;br /&gt;taking the lift in pan pac up and down non stop to enjoy the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;bloody cheap thrill.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus we got to soak in the night skyline without having to pay a cent&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;these are just some of the nonsense we get up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;did i mention?&lt;br /&gt;kelvin has promoted me to the status of BLONBO instead of BIMBO!&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; of him right?&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;righttttt, im not that blonde or bimbotic ok!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've seriously run out of stuff to blog about alr.&lt;br /&gt;actually, more of like i've forgotten what to blog about alr.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;this is so sad omg.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so I guess that I should just stop here?&lt;br /&gt;it's a rather long post, although not my longest but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;plus i don't know whether blogger will let me publish my post not.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because the page's all fucked up and it’s still being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cannot publish then waste my time nia.&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing&lt;br /&gt;okok, shall stop here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao babies~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;come and give me some more, watch me gettin' physical, out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-577452842501833707?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/577452842501833707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=577452842501833707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/577452842501833707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/577452842501833707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiatus-no-more.html' title='hiatus no more'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-8808784471873216226</id><published>2009-07-15T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:08:17.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>played like there's no tmr</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bleh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn said &lt;strong&gt;bleh&lt;/strong&gt; to me just now.&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, have no pic today cos this is a rushed post.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;wanna go get started on ttp then sleep alr so here's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met serene after school today!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY LARH! so loooooong you know!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;plus she's leaving on fri ):&lt;br /&gt;headed to tiong bahru sakae sushi for our meal.&lt;br /&gt;there were like, 11 of us?&lt;br /&gt;me, serene, kris, shawn, kelvin, alvin, shiyun, dajie, xiuwen, weixian, darrell..&lt;br /&gt;halfway throught, darrell left for agm and then charissa joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate till our stomachs could BURST larh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bloodyhell&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;and then weixian and alvin pungsehed me&lt;br /&gt;thanks larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to some playground after that.&lt;br /&gt;stayed there like, till 9pm?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;just hung out, talked, did nonsense and played cards.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;then went to macs for ice cream and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during dinner btw, we laughed till dajie was tearing larh.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny the way we tried to hide our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should have seen us.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were playing indian poker.&lt;br /&gt;another round of laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol &lt;/em&gt;kelvin ong, shawn will rmb that incident for the rest of his life!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sosososo, ending on this note, i woke up with leg cramp today.&lt;br /&gt;jolted straight awake and BAM!&lt;br /&gt;my head hit the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;it's ttp time.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;hugs and kisses cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8808784471873216226?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8808784471873216226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8808784471873216226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8808784471873216226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8808784471873216226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/played-like-theres-no-tmr.html' title='played like there&apos;s no tmr'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-1358122191207567902</id><published>2009-07-14T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:14:05.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlyARHA3HPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Jp-trGtaFP0/s1600-h/asses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358298688092839154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlyARHA3HPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Jp-trGtaFP0/s400/asses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;asses;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darrell was being an ass about asses today.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to Maxwell for lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;had the chicken rice with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;the queue was alr forming even BEFORE the store was opened.&lt;br /&gt;so, in front of us were like 5ppl?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;and we were thinking that it would be our turn fast.&lt;br /&gt;but then i was telling kelvin that:&lt;br /&gt;knowing singaporeans, bound to have some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fucktard&lt;/span&gt; ordering 50pkts or sth.&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold!&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fucktard&lt;/span&gt; ordered 30pkts! then another ordered 20pkts!&lt;br /&gt;assholes man.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;had to wait even longer after that.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, worth it larh.&lt;br /&gt;the chicken rice was good, and bloody big portion too.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaw was uneventful, then break.&lt;br /&gt;totally boring man, was dying there.&lt;br /&gt;then debated on whether the &lt;em&gt;yellow dress are you wearing underwear girl&lt;/em&gt; was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, her once flat stomach suddenly had this big bulge.&lt;br /&gt;and her boobs looked bigger.&lt;br /&gt;sososo, couldnt come to a verdict though.&lt;br /&gt;and link sth from there in FBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao &lt;/em&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBM was freakin funny again larh.&lt;br /&gt;first, was laughing at alvin's drawing of table setting.&lt;br /&gt;then got my paper back and..&lt;br /&gt;found out my drawing is similar.&lt;br /&gt;wth man.&lt;br /&gt;then mr ronald showed me his ans and WTF.&lt;br /&gt;SAME DRAWING.&lt;br /&gt;laughing like a madass there.&lt;br /&gt;prolly only me, coz im weird and mad.&lt;br /&gt;but i like it~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this talk with mr ronald after class.&lt;br /&gt;actually, more like accompanied alvin they all to see mr ronald.&lt;br /&gt;ended up spending ONE SOLID HOUR there larh!&lt;br /&gt;but good larh, liddat get seats on train.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, have stomach ache now WTF.&lt;br /&gt;spp to go toilet but bro was hogging in.&lt;br /&gt;then after that, he came out.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SISTER CHIONG IN.&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, bloodyhell.&lt;br /&gt;shall go now. TO HURRY THEM UP.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;toodles sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you think because you've begged me, you don't have to work at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1358122191207567902?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1358122191207567902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1358122191207567902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1358122191207567902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1358122191207567902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/asses.html' title='asses'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlyARHA3HPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Jp-trGtaFP0/s72-c/asses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-4640219254241892247</id><published>2009-07-13T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:14:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fort canning 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sls1pCy4svI/AAAAAAAAAg4/bSur0vEGOy4/s1600-h/P7130042+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357935160928547570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sls1pCy4svI/AAAAAAAAAg4/bSur0vEGOy4/s400/P7130042+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bubbles;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a foot massage tub would be absolutely perfect right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped ihro today to go for a walkabout in fort canning park.&lt;br /&gt;because we talked too much, me, hilda, shiyun and kass missed the stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, how gg is that?&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;finally reached at about 3plus?&lt;br /&gt;and then started walking there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, the weather was superb and the walk was short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(notice heavy sacarsm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked till your legs could drop man.&lt;br /&gt;haha, though, this is just exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, yeah, with our heavy bags and stuff, it was rather difficult to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rested at the national museum after that to just catch our breath and allocate work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then walked down to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;grabbed a bite to eat and went home.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, can't tell you more about fort canning right now.&lt;br /&gt;it's reserved for the walking tour next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just want to say that the tombstones are really cool.&lt;br /&gt;and some old folks are prolly gonna visit me tonight!&lt;br /&gt;sorry! i didnt mean to touch and step on your heads!&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gtg bathe now.&lt;br /&gt;bye ginger babies.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i make you fuck me just ot get somewhere; lollipop luxury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4640219254241892247?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4640219254241892247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4640219254241892247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4640219254241892247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4640219254241892247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/fort-canning-101.html' title='fort canning 101'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sls1pCy4svI/AAAAAAAAAg4/bSur0vEGOy4/s72-c/P7130042+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8857247213589295534</id><published>2009-07-10T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:56:05.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SldTgYtu5oI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RkuVsW3j16s/s1600-h/5f+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842097635681922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SldTgYtu5oI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RkuVsW3j16s/s320/5f+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;waiting;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the whole day today is made up of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to school early in the morn for RWPS.&lt;br /&gt;to our surprise, class ended 1.5 hours earlier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;so instead of the 4 hours break i was going to have, i had a 6hour one.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;anyway, only 10peeps outta 21 of us turned up for class today.&lt;br /&gt;and 'cos michelle decided to skip the other lectures, we too decided to just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skip them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, so guess what?&lt;br /&gt;nobody turned up for any lectures today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo&lt;/em&gt;, 04 rocks man.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;called da jie, shiyun and alvin and asked whether they would like to go for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;darrell wanted to go back to bed, and kris was sick..&lt;br /&gt;and shawn didnt even pick up.&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(kelvin, wx, me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went to da jie house first to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;this one damn drama.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, we went to the wrong place...&lt;br /&gt;and the blocks so bloody confusing.&lt;br /&gt;called dajie and asked her for her unit number and she said..&lt;br /&gt;07-257...&lt;br /&gt;we looked up and saw. 25, 26, 27..&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; 257. lol&lt;br /&gt;so deduced that we were at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;then took the bus back to the right place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for dajie from idk what time to 12plus?&lt;br /&gt;alvin was alr at bugis waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then cabbed down to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;reached there and decided to eat kway chap..&lt;br /&gt;informed shiyun and waited for her to come down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did the usual..&lt;br /&gt;ate and gossip &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(despite alvin being adamant that he DOESNT gossip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was fun..&lt;br /&gt;then went over to the new mall in bugis..&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, took a trip up the air tunnel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then went to have dessert and manhatten fish market.&lt;br /&gt;we have all decided to go to maxwell for lunch next tues!&lt;br /&gt;haha, so prepared right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so throughout the day, just hung ard and talked about the most random shit under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;then went back home at about 4plus 5.&lt;br /&gt;well technically, the rest went home, except for dajie and shiyun who continued shopping..&lt;br /&gt;and me who had piano class..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go have dinner with the godparents..&lt;br /&gt;but not feeling well, so i guess i better not pass my germs to them..&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just finished bathing 'cos i came back from the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;wah, wait fucking long mann.&lt;br /&gt;i went down at like 9 and was told that there were 5 patients in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;waited till 9.40 and it still wasnt my turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;till about 9.50/55 then it was finally my turn...&lt;br /&gt;went in, came out, waited for medicine and i left at about 10.05/10?&lt;br /&gt;bloody long man, waste my time at the doctor..&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;bo pian&lt;/em&gt;, i wanted the mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, so anyway, stomachache has just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;i think i needa go loo now.&lt;br /&gt;toodles pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck me, i'm a celebrity, can't take your eyes off me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8857247213589295534?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8857247213589295534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8857247213589295534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8857247213589295534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8857247213589295534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SldTgYtu5oI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RkuVsW3j16s/s72-c/5f+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2521730665428721879</id><published>2009-07-09T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:59:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid train =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlXmHrjWCoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NR3I1M0KPGw/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356440351451515522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlXmHrjWCoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NR3I1M0KPGw/s320/tired.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tired;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the max mannn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class started at 10 today.&lt;br /&gt;but was still damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;have no idea why but have been feeling really tired these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;lao liao&lt;/em&gt; larh.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 6 today but mr ronald released us earlier.&lt;br /&gt;waited till the 6.10 train came.&lt;br /&gt;why? because it was empty and we had seats.&lt;br /&gt;sat down and after a while, i looked at the ppl opposite us.&lt;br /&gt;immediately, i turned ard and whispered to wx:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eh, that guy nose damn weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hereby proceeded straight to laughing like an escaped patient from the loony bin.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i wasnt the only one ok.&lt;br /&gt;wx and alvin were laughing like mad asses too, and non stop at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle and shawn were like amused for a while only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, bugis decided to black out while we were on the train, and our what was spp to be no longer than 45 minute train ride, suddenly became a hell lot longer than 45 minutes train ride.&lt;br /&gt;the train kept stopping larh.&lt;br /&gt;like at every station, we'll jam there for like 5 - 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;total waste of time man..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;saw the dark tunnels underground being lighted up.&lt;br /&gt;and immediately my imagination went into overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go back to thinking about random stuff about weird nose guys again.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;we started laughing non stop all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;wah, can laugh until stomach pain mann.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i guess i gotta go take my bath now?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;got a little tummy ache coming on.&lt;br /&gt;i hate getting periods man!!&lt;br /&gt;mine's coming soon and the pimples are all popping out alr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and appetite now is enough to feed four ppl larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like pregnant buffalo or sth.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, tmr's class starts at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh, sian diao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, shall go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt; babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when we go up to bed, you're just no good; it's such a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2521730665428721879?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2521730665428721879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2521730665428721879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2521730665428721879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2521730665428721879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-train.html' title='stupid train =.='/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SlXmHrjWCoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NR3I1M0KPGw/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1399257539155716594</id><published>2009-07-06T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:37:21.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird random friends</title><content type='html'>hello my lovely earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;just a quick post before i go to lala land.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ppl are always saying im weird right?&lt;br /&gt;but hey, my friends are equally weird too ok!&lt;br /&gt;so, here's little snippet of how weird and random they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*before: talking about getting stuff from hottopic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darren Nathaniel says:&lt;br /&gt;*amanda go get a hot facial piercing&lt;br /&gt;Darren Nathaniel says:&lt;br /&gt;*i will date u&lt;br /&gt;waya the sunkissed face and the "not-so-much" crotch holder says:&lt;br /&gt;*get a cunt piercing also can&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] you're supposed to care, but you never make me scream says:&lt;br /&gt;*wtf&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] you're supposed to care, but you never make me scream says:&lt;br /&gt;*imagine the pain&lt;br /&gt;waya the sunkissed face and the "not-so-much" crotch holder says:&lt;br /&gt;*level up to hardcore chick&lt;br /&gt;[arh-marhn-darh] you're supposed to care, but you never make me scream says:&lt;br /&gt;*holy shit&lt;br /&gt;Darren Nathaniel says:&lt;br /&gt;*facial piercing teh sekz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after: back to hottopic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth right?&lt;br /&gt;told you.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1399257539155716594?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1399257539155716594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1399257539155716594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1399257539155716594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1399257539155716594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-random-friends.html' title='weird random friends'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-7399023788644423094</id><published>2009-07-04T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:29:04.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired tired booby boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fatigue;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before i go on, just wanted to rant on sth first.&lt;br /&gt;im uber uber uber PISSED off.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because blogger &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCKING CANT LOAD PHOTOS&lt;/span&gt; on.&lt;br /&gt;argh, sucks mann&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSTs are FINALLY OVERRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wooohooooo.&lt;/em&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring man&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(although i didnt study for anything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, worrying about them still tiring enough.&lt;br /&gt;esp on thurs night when i was chioing the ttp proj.&lt;br /&gt;i DIDNT SLEEP AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;, when i went to school i was all zombie like.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, stayed up the whole night just rushing through TTP proj.&lt;br /&gt;like, fromm 9pm to 10.45am can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sat for FBM test after that.&lt;br /&gt;that one &lt;strong&gt;double&lt;/strong&gt; GG.&lt;br /&gt;all memory work and i hadnt studied which means hadnt memorized anything&lt;br /&gt;so just sat for it with nothing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;imma fail man&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'd better get a HIGHHH grade for TTP -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired yesterday that i almost blacked out in piano class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing the pieces and was looking at the score.&lt;br /&gt;but the bean sprouts were all swimming in front of me and i kept playing wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;and decided to look down at the keys.&lt;br /&gt;wow, they were all swimming too.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;one of the worst ive ever played in my life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at pizza hut with lovelies after that.&lt;br /&gt;lovelies meaning lover, candychushleei and best friend.&lt;br /&gt;the rest couldnt make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, i miss &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vannyyyy &lt;/span&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;ok nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like crazy yesterday larh.&lt;br /&gt;nana and her crazy antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lmao&lt;/em&gt; mann.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkk&lt;br /&gt;back to today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dated lover today.&lt;br /&gt;finally larh, after so long coz we both had no time.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;was spp to meet at 1.30&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;decided to meet at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;then leh, her aunts were at her house, so changed to 3.15&lt;br /&gt;and it started raining, so we changed to 3.30 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? this is why we hardly ever go out tgt&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to penin..&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 tees each and then i got my bag..&lt;br /&gt;coz my current one is in a terrible position.&lt;br /&gt;stupid straps are falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed down to hmv, nothing nice..&lt;br /&gt;then to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;she needed to get her leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right, only went out such a short period of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, saw minsi and her bf at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;then saw crosby, alvin and charissa at citylink after that.&lt;br /&gt;and just as lover said that she had a strong feeling that there would be familiar faces in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;but that's prolly because her bf was at suntec watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;finally gonna meet lover for drums tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havnt seen her in drums since..&lt;br /&gt;MAY! omg, that's damn long larh&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and maybe meeting the rest of the lovelies for ICE AGE 3 after that..&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall go off now.&lt;br /&gt;dad's a little cranky but..&lt;br /&gt;who caresss?&lt;br /&gt;imma sneakily use my laptop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're supposed to care but you never make me scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7399023788644423094?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7399023788644423094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7399023788644423094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7399023788644423094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7399023788644423094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-tired-booby-boo.html' title='tired tired booby boo'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-6727617593845772348</id><published>2009-06-26T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:38:29.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkRr4GMWTTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/CTDtylWbM_M/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351520868702244146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkRr4GMWTTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/CTDtylWbM_M/s400/MJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE KING OF POP IS DEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i liked him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6727617593845772348?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6727617593845772348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6727617593845772348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6727617593845772348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/6727617593845772348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-mj.html' title='RIP MJ'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkRr4GMWTTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/CTDtylWbM_M/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5058237672727698074</id><published>2009-06-25T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:44:40.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thailand and pretty in pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkNhJRzDiTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/I27vtIeQ_Wo/s1600-h/P6220083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351227594270542130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkNhJRzDiTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/I27vtIeQ_Wo/s320/P6220083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; quarantine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit, ive been quarantined for 7 days 'cos i just came back from bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i know this post's kinda late, but i was just too lazy to update for the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20th jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for bangkok at about 1plus?&lt;br /&gt;idk, can't really rmb =x&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reached bangkok, hunted ard for the fella who was picking us up.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the hotel, checked in and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and headed over to the shopping mall beside for a little shopping.awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;dinner at the food court and that's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21st jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to siam paragon and places like that to shop today.&lt;br /&gt;headed over to MBK too.&lt;br /&gt;not enough time to shop though.&lt;br /&gt;bought a few stuff and went back to the hotel once again.&lt;br /&gt;rode the &lt;em&gt;tuk tuk&lt;/em&gt; back.&lt;br /&gt;awesome shit man&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;was racing with my dad's &lt;em&gt;tuktuk&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22nd jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically, we went to siam square for lunch and once again, more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;was damn pissed off, i didnt buy the clothes i wanted!&lt;br /&gt;ahh, must go back again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23rd jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to fly home.&lt;br /&gt;dang, we should have flown home late larh!&lt;br /&gt;waste one day nia. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, i think i need to spend more days in bangkok to do shopping!&lt;br /&gt;damnnn&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go back this dec or next year during the hols?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;see how.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351227197144367138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkNgyKYzACI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vOgTymhdkgA/s200/pink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pretty;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(only that im not pretty so there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;realised im completely clad in pink.&lt;br /&gt;from my pink top to my pink shorts to my pink underwear.&lt;br /&gt;everything  is like pink larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not that kinda &lt;em&gt;baby/sissy/puke&lt;/em&gt; pink.&lt;br /&gt;more like hot pink but in diff shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just finished my GEMs report today and am really really &lt;strong&gt;pleased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 1 down, 3 more to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid reports, i hate doing them.&lt;br /&gt;esp the GEMs one.&lt;br /&gt;i researched on so many types of calendars till my brain feels like exploding&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok so anyway, blogger's being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;so  guess i should just leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt; babies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause i'm not able to convince myself, that i'm better off without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-5058237672727698074?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5058237672727698074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5058237672727698074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5058237672727698074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5058237672727698074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/thailand-and-pretty-in-pink.html' title='thailand and pretty in pink'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SkNhJRzDiTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/I27vtIeQ_Wo/s72-c/P6220083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-3219272282561069015</id><published>2009-06-17T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:18:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMART camp 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348266572748730802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjjcHJDIsbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/zoCRYrpNZ8U/s320/DSC01662+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bucket;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMART camp ended today.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;was rather tiring though it was only a 2d1n camp.&lt;br /&gt;however, it was really fun larh.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(because i didnt have to attend the workshops as i was part of the OC)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to reach school by 8.05am&lt;br /&gt;found out that most ppl had not arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was quite sian because a lot of campers didnt turn out.&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiots.&lt;br /&gt;we contacted them the night before and all could make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of the peeps were in workshops and stuff, the OC went up to 58.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa dancing and then we decided to set up the stations for the games.&lt;br /&gt;then it was back to dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically for the whole camp, it consister of singing, blasting music, and dancing away in the classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, we just strolled ard to oversee everything.&lt;br /&gt;ohyah, and not to forget, i was door girl again.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like im fated to open doors man.&lt;br /&gt;the key was with me so everywhere i go, i had to make sure the doors were properly locked if nobody were inside,&lt;br /&gt;and anywhere i go, if somebody needed to enter the room, i would be there -.-&lt;br /&gt;tiring to walk back and forth you know!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during this 2d1n camp, i drank a hell lot of water larh.&lt;br /&gt;like, bottles after bottles.&lt;br /&gt;and ppl kept stealing my water.&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright larh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want ppl fainting on me!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ppl, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;im damn sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;i shall like, go turn on the air con and sleep&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;heyy, i only had 2 hours of sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt that pleasant okkk.&lt;br /&gt;the aircon &lt;em&gt;supah&lt;/em&gt; cold.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i miss you here, now you're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3219272282561069015?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3219272282561069015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3219272282561069015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3219272282561069015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3219272282561069015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/smart-camp-09.html' title='SMART camp 09'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjjcHJDIsbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/zoCRYrpNZ8U/s72-c/DSC01662+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-5897834886453824646</id><published>2009-06-14T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:25:29.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicidee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347096215763661474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjSzrZhtsqI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Oy-v6sRvFP8/s320/ss+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/13322430-5897834886453824646?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5897834886453824646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=5897834886453824646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5897834886453824646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/5897834886453824646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/suicidee.html' title='suicidee'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjSzrZhtsqI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Oy-v6sRvFP8/s72-c/ss+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7107328377509153346</id><published>2009-06-14T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:14:31.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859685819196194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjPcji0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Zp3hFIhkptY/s320/kiss6b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;been kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;till your legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gave way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/13322430-7107328377509153346?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7107328377509153346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7107328377509153346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7107328377509153346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7107328377509153346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/kisses.html' title='kisses'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjPcji0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Zp3hFIhkptY/s72-c/kiss6b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-319461207393270436</id><published>2009-06-12T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:12:01.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjJzZcZbMEI/AAAAAAAAAeo/07NvNxJRs2c/s1600-h/PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346462588598956098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjJzZcZbMEI/AAAAAAAAAeo/07NvNxJRs2c/s320/PM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;proboscis;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met shawn and kelvin early in the morn today.&lt;br /&gt;reached CCK and realised that meeting time had been changed to 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;great larh, we were there at 9.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, decided to have macs breakfast and saw hilda there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the rest and everything dragged till 11.&lt;br /&gt;was about 12 when we reached the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;or prolly earlier.&lt;br /&gt;da jie was spp to come along but was held back last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoo trip was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;went to almost all the exhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;ohman, ive seen enough monkeys to last me a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;there are like, A HELL LOT OF MONKEYS IN THE ZOO.&lt;br /&gt;every exhibition bound to have a damn monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really larh, if it's not a monkey, it's a monkey&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;the only downside of the excursion was the damn weather.&lt;br /&gt;it was fucking hot but thank god it got much cooler at about 2plus 3.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;finished walking ard the entire zoo and weili was like:&lt;br /&gt;eh, wanna walk one more round not? after all we paid 18bucks alr.&lt;br /&gt;alvin was like: fuck you larh.&lt;br /&gt;lmao larh those 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyah!&lt;br /&gt;we were at the frog aquarium thingy when i went:&lt;br /&gt;eh! isnt this the frog they use in &lt;em&gt;tian ji zhou &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(frog leg porridge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;true enough, the sign said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin was like: eh! wanna eat &lt;em&gt;tian ji zhou&lt;/em&gt; not?&lt;br /&gt;shawn: aljunied there have..&lt;br /&gt;alvin: eh can!&lt;br /&gt;and so, we decided to go geylang for &lt;em&gt;tian ji zhou&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;called da jie and weixian along for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with them and then followed shawn's lead to wherever it was for &lt;em&gt;tian ji zhou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, it's his territory.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;dinner was awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;the furong dan and &lt;em&gt;tian ji zhou&lt;/em&gt; was SUPERB.&lt;br /&gt;coupled with my water and da jie's lime juice and wx's beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;em&gt;cheapo&lt;/em&gt; right i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kope&lt;/em&gt; other ppl drinks.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;after that, we were debating on whether to go for durians and finally...&lt;br /&gt;we decided to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durian was greattt.&lt;br /&gt;mangaged to use only 2 fingers to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i just found those small pieces and shove them into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus 21 back with alvin and wx after that.&lt;br /&gt;the ride was shorter than what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;and it was better than a train ride because..&lt;br /&gt;there were seats and i didnt have to move my ass till the stop in front of my house.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there are prolly tons of other things im missing out about today.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;im cant be bothered to remember.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because my nose is fucking blocked and it's irritating me to the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go blow my nose now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teetoopoodles&lt;/em&gt; on stilettos.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and no matter what i do, i can't make you feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-319461207393270436?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/319461207393270436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=319461207393270436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/319461207393270436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/319461207393270436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/zoo.html' title='zoo!'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjJzZcZbMEI/AAAAAAAAAeo/07NvNxJRs2c/s72-c/PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2773443090566758345</id><published>2009-06-11T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:28:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back back backkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjDb1lrNBMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/js3Fa_JQIXI/s1600-h/petronas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346014471381648578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjDb1lrNBMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/js3Fa_JQIXI/s320/petronas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; copyright 2007 Mina R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EARTHLINGSSSSSSSSSS;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bow to me and you shall receive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf, random ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned from the church camp the 'rents forced me to go on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;had it in KL.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in the Marriott.&lt;br /&gt;awesome much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left early in the morn on a sunday, squeezed in the car till i bribed zack to go sit in uncle johnny's car.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;evil evil evil&lt;br /&gt;reached KL at about 12plus?&lt;br /&gt;settled in the room and then lunched with auntie yvonne and fam.&lt;br /&gt;'twas good.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of my night with the church activities.&lt;br /&gt;me and jen: someone shoot us&lt;br /&gt;vicky: snore&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we had to amuse ourselves to keep awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dammnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next few days went on like that.&lt;br /&gt;spent most of my time in the room watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;lovely lovely things.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gala dinner on tues night and weds:&lt;br /&gt;time to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hooray.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss the bed and tv channels though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should get the 'rents to subscribe to cable.&lt;br /&gt;but have failed for the past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;trip was fun larh, minus the activities and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohoh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, before i go&lt;br /&gt;was playing pool with jen and this dude came up to us and was all:&lt;br /&gt;arent you guys spp to be at the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;i told him: no, we are not supposed to participate in anything&lt;br /&gt;he: oh, you guys are either spp to be at worship or at the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;he just kept telling us that&lt;br /&gt;and i just kept telling him that i have nothing to do with their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;stared at him till he got the hint and left us alone.&lt;br /&gt;i sweared, if i continued doing that, i'd stabbed him with my cue.&lt;br /&gt;very &lt;strong&gt;tempting&lt;/strong&gt; you knowww.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go finish up rwps reflections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i won't give up till it's over, if it takes forever i want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2773443090566758345?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2773443090566758345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2773443090566758345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2773443090566758345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2773443090566758345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-back-backkk.html' title='back back backkk'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SjDb1lrNBMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/js3Fa_JQIXI/s72-c/petronas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1819113689874928585</id><published>2009-06-06T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:55:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday serene! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073390691785138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sin2b0nNGbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hR_UGtyr8gM/s400/1_242937236l+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERENE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1819113689874928585?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1819113689874928585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1819113689874928585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1819113689874928585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1819113689874928585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-serene.html' title='happy birthday serene! (:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sin2b0nNGbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hR_UGtyr8gM/s72-c/1_242937236l+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-3087507086823377972</id><published>2009-06-04T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:26:41.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>astons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiagQT5ap9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/0cptRNj0-BU/s1600-h/smilesssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343134210001119186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiagQT5ap9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/0cptRNj0-BU/s320/smilesssss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;late;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astons-ed with the class on tues during the 3hour break.&lt;br /&gt;reached cathay at 10.30 only to find out that astons opened at 11.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, some girls decided to go back to school for blaw after that while the rest of us decided to just skip it totally.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;followed the guys to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;actually, more like watch them rather than play.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, 'twas fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw this dude who had the same shirt as my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed back for FBM tutorial, only to find out that we were earlier than mr ron.&lt;br /&gt;and were like: sheesh, earlier we know, we wouldnt have chionged.&lt;br /&gt;the guys &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(except mr lin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; practically ran from the mrt station larh!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;me and kristal attempted but..&lt;br /&gt;decided to give up.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;FBM tut was ridiculous just like always.&lt;br /&gt;i think i laugh the most during fbm tuts larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES-NEC briefing today.&lt;br /&gt;totally useless man.&lt;br /&gt;like, spent 45minutes in the mlt listening to the lecturers talk about YES NEC.&lt;br /&gt;hello, WE ARE NOT THE ONES JOINING!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, just cut straight to the point and tell us what to do already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gawd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;really bloody &lt;strong&gt;UGHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, protest today was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;continuing tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMART training was totally screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's because of the stupid last minute yesnec briefing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which totally wasted everybody's time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the compulsory seminar all the year 1 had to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the camp's better.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, FINALLY TALKED TO SERENE AFTER A LOOOONG TIME JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;YAY, she's coming back to singapore!&lt;br /&gt;ezbel and i were so excited larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lolness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut your ass arh but, SHE's COMING BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayyyyyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps, it's getting late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(right, understatement of the year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have just finished my reflections and chionged ihro.&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess imma go to bed now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;nightie night night people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there's so many things that i want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-3087507086823377972?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/3087507086823377972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=3087507086823377972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3087507086823377972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/3087507086823377972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/astons.html' title='astons'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiagQT5ap9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/0cptRNj0-BU/s72-c/smilesssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-4509273449533461383</id><published>2009-05-31T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:35:49.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>papayas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiInT49krCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0QKB16aL98g/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341875330676468770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiInT49krCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0QKB16aL98g/s320/DSC01623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;papayas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those look like boobs.&lt;br /&gt;when i first saw it, hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;twisted mind amanda, twisted mind indeed.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to head down to weekiat's gig yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;but my prior appointment held me back till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havnt been to gig in a loooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;im practically gig celibate alr mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*tears hair out*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to summit in the night.&lt;br /&gt;babyJEZ is &lt;em&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;zomg, hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna grow up to be just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahahhaha&lt;/em&gt;. serve uncle dickson right&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meimeiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;/em&gt; 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drums in the morn today.&lt;br /&gt;leg can cramp man,&lt;br /&gt;stupid hi-hats.&lt;br /&gt;orrrrrr, it's prolly 'cause my technique isnt right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fret fret fretttt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but buttery bake cake, lover's leg got cramped too!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;walked ard after drums, wanted those cute plants but they were too expensive to getttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about 2 and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the weather's really hot now.&lt;br /&gt;MUST. KEEP. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i really feel like going swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY WANT THOSE PAIRS OF SHOESSSS!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn, this guy can make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4509273449533461383?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4509273449533461383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4509273449533461383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4509273449533461383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4509273449533461383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/papayas.html' title='papayas'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SiInT49krCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0QKB16aL98g/s72-c/DSC01623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1269267201644725975</id><published>2009-05-29T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:47:17.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored bored bored bored bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh9_tU9sZhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HapallWizjE/s1600-h/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128099783009810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh9_tU9sZhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HapallWizjE/s320/DSC01601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;earthlings;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to me while i lament on how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, i'm BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED.&lt;br /&gt;bored till im bored of being bored!&lt;br /&gt;damn, now that's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, lucky me, muh 4 hr break is ending soon!&lt;br /&gt;HURRAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did IHRO for the past few dont know how long.&lt;br /&gt;finally completed it and just emailed it to ms chen.&lt;br /&gt;am trying to complete RWPS survey questionaire..&lt;br /&gt;so i can &lt;em&gt;shove the damn survey up ppl's asses and pineapples up their noses&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SMELL MY SHIT YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, random much.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, i simply cant concentrate alr.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll complete it when i get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh,&lt;/em&gt; talking about going home&lt;br /&gt;today's a &lt;em&gt;loooooong&lt;/em&gt; day man.&lt;br /&gt;got ttp and blaw lec coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;then gotta rush down to tm for piano class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;MAJORLY.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;not that piano class sucks.&lt;br /&gt;more like rushing here and there sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt help that my eyeballs feel like their shriveling up and about to pop outta my little adorable head &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(NOT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have taken darren as my role model..&lt;br /&gt;and declare annual leave for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right right right right right&lt;br /&gt;shawn told me not to talk to myself &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just like i always do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;butter but but but your nuts and ass&lt;/strong&gt;, i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;he killed peter after all&lt;br /&gt;YOU MURDERERRRRR! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i hope you're reading it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go find another peter and mary jane for me.&lt;br /&gt;fugly cant entertain me coz he's busy screwing some other random women.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully not under my table.&lt;br /&gt;JEEZ, you know how many times i gotta clean up the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, clean it up yourselffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going gaga in this heat and moutainous shitload of tutorials and projects to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world, screw you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spaceeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i'll blow you up with my wonderful alien technology.&lt;br /&gt;just like i did to planet DOOFOOLOOPOOO and LOOLAPOODINGG.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall bid you earth dwellers good bye right now.&lt;br /&gt;i must return to my planet DOOPINGTOOLIKLES.&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT HOME BOYS/GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;whatev &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's so contagious, i cannot get it outta my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1269267201644725975?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1269267201644725975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1269267201644725975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1269267201644725975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1269267201644725975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored-bored-bored-bored-bored.html' title='bored bored bored bored bored'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh9_tU9sZhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HapallWizjE/s72-c/DSC01601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8884953284587055554</id><published>2009-05-27T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:44:12.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drool (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh1fYV8hTNI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bxybm7paWms/s1600-h/shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340529604943760594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh1fYV8hTNI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bxybm7paWms/s320/shy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2008 erinBu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i still think he's cute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8884953284587055554?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8884953284587055554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8884953284587055554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8884953284587055554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8884953284587055554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/drool.html' title='drool (:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sh1fYV8hTNI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bxybm7paWms/s72-c/shy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2396167301524072484</id><published>2009-05-26T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:51:47.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colbar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShvgRdjuOxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-PmFOhrcVq4/s1600-h/P5260007+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340108373774711570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShvgRdjuOxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-PmFOhrcVq4/s320/P5260007+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;run;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, shall elaborate on that later on.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past two days have been pretty mundane.&lt;br /&gt;went for SMART briefing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;totally &lt;u&gt;kooky&lt;/u&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan is just, &lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got justin to wait for me since he finished class at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and crapped a whole lot on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched angels and demons on sunday with the 'rents and zack.&lt;br /&gt;it's an awesome show man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to head over to Colbar today for break today &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(we had a 3 hour one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on shawn's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;took the train down to buona vista &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(insert new word: buona visters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went to the wrong side of the road to take the bus.&lt;br /&gt;we realised it only when we were at the stop looking at the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, so we had to hike to the other side to take the right bus.&lt;br /&gt;btw, if you've been to BV, you'll get what i mean by HIKE.&lt;br /&gt;managed to cross the road and alvin exclaimed: EH! WAHLAO! BUS 191!&lt;br /&gt;we all thought he was joking till we turned ard.&lt;br /&gt;frickin hell, it was just behind us.&lt;br /&gt;so guess what? the boys being boys started running.&lt;br /&gt;me and kristal were like &lt;strong&gt;O.O&lt;/strong&gt; and ran along.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i havnt ran in agesssss.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;managed to make it to the stop &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with loads of ppl staring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus down to this SUPER ULU place where Colbar was.&lt;br /&gt;gg man.&lt;br /&gt;we were like: OLD SCHOOOOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, the food's good though.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and they have all these old school drinks.&lt;br /&gt;although it's rather overpriced.&lt;br /&gt;PPL, LET's GO TO FOSTER'S CAFE AT HOLLAND V NEXT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im still &lt;strong&gt;dreaming&lt;/strong&gt; about their onion soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so anyway, we managed to make it back on time for blaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woo~&lt;/em&gt; MLT12's air con never felt better.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;FBM tut was shitass funny larh.&lt;br /&gt;laughed till my sides hurt man.&lt;br /&gt;esp with the menu planning, wani's and alvin's drawings and mr ron banging his head on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, it was just awesome larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip back home was epic man.&lt;br /&gt;alvin was trying to get darrell to see the link of sth.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us were just stoning there, only getting into the riddle thing when we saw darrell abt to explode.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i solved it in the end!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome much?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;u&gt;COOLIO POOLIO DOOLIOOOO&lt;/u&gt; to see darrell abt to explode while i got the ans.&lt;br /&gt;i understand how alvin felt now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so i guess i should prolly cool down now then go take my bath.&lt;br /&gt;lots of work to be completed &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i.e. FMAH tut which lec i missed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GG&lt;/em&gt;fieddddd.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt; my lovely earthlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's so outrageous, you make me feel so high all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2396167301524072484?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2396167301524072484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2396167301524072484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2396167301524072484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2396167301524072484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/colbar.html' title='colbar'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShvgRdjuOxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-PmFOhrcVq4/s72-c/P5260007+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-331421253220760272</id><published>2009-05-25T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:45:06.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck the church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Shq8dMkWhxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B4bvr9c_EJs/s1600-h/fuck+this+seriously.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339787517977069330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Shq8dMkWhxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B4bvr9c_EJs/s320/fuck+this+seriously.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;im frickin pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;so guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw the fucking C*****&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so great anyway?&lt;br /&gt;go crawl into a hole and hide.&lt;br /&gt;no, just burn and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-331421253220760272?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/331421253220760272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=331421253220760272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/331421253220760272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/331421253220760272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-church.html' title='fuck the church'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Shq8dMkWhxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B4bvr9c_EJs/s72-c/fuck+this+seriously.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1157905268273534818</id><published>2009-05-22T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:51:20.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>verner panton (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShYJEsCyO9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/rpnQaCkrYfI/s1600-h/P5210090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338464384441269202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShYJEsCyO9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/rpnQaCkrYfI/s320/P5210090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;exaggerate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im making a point.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the museums yesterday, wanted to blog about it but as you know, thurs is no com day..&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;anwyay, woke up at 9 and rushed down to meet kristal and shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was spp to meet at them 10 at city hall btw.&lt;br /&gt;weixian and wani were late so we headed off first.&lt;br /&gt;quite a walk to SAM.&lt;br /&gt;shawn and kristal took a longer time than me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(maybe because my artistic ability is comparable to a monkey's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;would love to upload the photos butbutbut, no photography allowed in there.&lt;br /&gt;oh, criessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the exhibitions there were rather hard for me to understand though.&lt;br /&gt;except for the Threads exhibition. the sculptures were made of real animal skins &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coolios)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Amanda Heng's exhibition was rather, eerie.&lt;br /&gt;made my hair stand only&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;in the whole museum, i think i enjoyed the Threads exhibition and Wu Guanzhong works the most.&lt;br /&gt;Wu Guanzhong's paintings were really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;if they allowed photography, i would have spammed photo taking alr.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weixian and wani came in later after that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(was going through the WGZ galleries with them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and then we went over to 8Q after that.&lt;br /&gt;thought we'd see all those pop art works &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like the posters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but was utterly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;DONT HAVE!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;the first gallery had works from my sister's school &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(SOTA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wah, to be able to produce these kinda arts at their age, ive nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was one exhibition that had to do with CUPS.&lt;br /&gt;yes, cups, you didnt hear wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;this guy stacked up all the cups and we were all in anticipation of what he was going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? he dropped them -.-&lt;br /&gt;so bloody anti-climatic. &lt;em&gt;jeez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was this other exhibition with weird noise&lt;br /&gt;the only thing awesome about it was that the chair.&lt;br /&gt;haha, bloody comfy man.&lt;br /&gt;but the last level's exhibition was the best among all larh.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at the food court in raffles city after that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, we walked back there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought ben and jerry's and walked to the National Museum after that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, we walked again. dont be shocked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the National Museum was AWESOME &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(free admission, yay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;allowed me to take photos in there.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i took out my cam and spammed the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;went to the Christian Lacroix exhibition first.&lt;br /&gt;the costumes are damn damn damn gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol,&lt;/em&gt; totally OTT, loud and outrageousssss&lt;br /&gt;i was commenting that if i have to wear a dress to prom, i'd wear one of his.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to the Verner Panton gallery after that.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, he's a bloody genius at mixing colours and designing furniture.&lt;br /&gt;we sat in his Phantasy Landscape for 40 frickin minutes.&lt;br /&gt;it was just tooooooo comfy and &lt;em&gt;NA-ICEEEEEEEE&lt;/em&gt; in there.&lt;br /&gt;weixian was commenting that if he had enough moolah next time, he'd get one for his house.&lt;br /&gt;i immediately asked: &lt;em&gt;can i be your children's godma?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;after chillin in there for a hell long of a time, kristal had to leave for her dance.&lt;br /&gt;so me, shawn and weixian headed upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;some dude told us that the living galleries were open so we decided to pop by and have a look.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, our pop by became a hell long of a time.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;spammed more photos. i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;looooooooooooooove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; taking photographs.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and in the food gallery, there was this device that enabled us to smell the various spices.&lt;br /&gt;i got addicted to the pepper one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the museum and headed back after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 7plus and wanted to blog and upload photos but as i said earlier, thurs is no com day.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, so anyway, am having my long break now and there's 1plus more hour left to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess im gonna go complete the RWPS survey and then slack till blaw lecture starts.&lt;br /&gt;toodles earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me.&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and you ain't nothing but a hooker, selling your fuckin' soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1157905268273534818?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1157905268273534818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1157905268273534818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1157905268273534818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1157905268273534818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/verner-panton.html' title='verner panton (:'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShYJEsCyO9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/rpnQaCkrYfI/s72-c/P5210090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-8033621397780019943</id><published>2009-05-20T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:34:46.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watermelonssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShPxFw18tlI/AAAAAAAAAcw/LLNwQ3ESGFw/s1600-h/watermelon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337875064676988498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShPxFw18tlI/AAAAAAAAAcw/LLNwQ3ESGFw/s320/watermelon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2007 mactastic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;watermelon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is &lt;em&gt;xi gua&lt;/em&gt; in chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but if wintermelon is &lt;em&gt;dong gua&lt;/em&gt;, then why isnt watermelon &lt;em&gt;shui gua&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tummy has been feeling really upset these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just feel lke throwing up at random timings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but mostly in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FOUR FRICKIN HOURS OF FMAH TODAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my brain got fried mann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like zombie by the end of classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;must be tavis's stupid plants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;, gayboy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had the SMART interviews after GEMs today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally fun ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, it was muchhhh better than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were like: of course larh! we are the seniors this time round mah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn shameless larh &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as what weekiat said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all because i said: aww, i know, everybody loves me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok, dont gag, you can call me shameless too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anywayyyyyyy, i cant find any kaki to pei me to go attend weekiat's gig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he damn sneaky, i asked him what covers he doing and guess what he replied?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you'll know when you're there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CHEYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soooo peeps, if any of you wanna go to cineleisure to catch some local bands play next sat or weds, beep me kayyyy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;butbutbut, im still not sure myself whether i can make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hypocrite!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took the train home with justin after school today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hell lots to crap about man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp when i thought his gay friend was a girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;awesome larhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so righttt, my tummy is feeling upset again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i guess i should go bathe and rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, after completing RWPS that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in my mind, you and me in a secret affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-8033621397780019943?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8033621397780019943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=8033621397780019943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8033621397780019943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/8033621397780019943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/watermelonssssss.html' title='watermelonssssss'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShPxFw18tlI/AAAAAAAAAcw/LLNwQ3ESGFw/s72-c/watermelon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-7055199576709926223</id><published>2009-05-18T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:31:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oopssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShDxcTHbpBI/AAAAAAAAAco/1pVZjP_IiPA/s1600-h/oops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337031026904114194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShDxcTHbpBI/AAAAAAAAAco/1pVZjP_IiPA/s320/oops.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2007 Mel B.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oops;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, overslept today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up at 12 in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how pro can i get boyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;missed all my classes for the day and got spammed with missed calls by the peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im such &lt;s&gt;a fag&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;an awesome student&lt;/em&gt; mannnnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i guess i gotta go get ready and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got replacement duty for Alexia later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish the alert will go back up to orange again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;end it all with the touch of a switch &amp;amp; i can see our lives burn before my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-7055199576709926223?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7055199576709926223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=7055199576709926223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7055199576709926223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/7055199576709926223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/oopssssss.html' title='oopssssss'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/ShDxcTHbpBI/AAAAAAAAAco/1pVZjP_IiPA/s72-c/oops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-388287125509081733</id><published>2009-05-16T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:51:34.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batam is loveeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello my lovely earthlings&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just returned home from batam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys missed me but are too shy to admit it larhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;nehmind, the thought's all that mattersss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this batam trip has been AWESOME man.&lt;br /&gt;it's simply fun to spend time with the classmates and coursemates like that.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;so here's little update on what happened in the past week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10th May; Sun&lt;br /&gt;went out to get cookies from the cookie museum and some toiletries.&lt;br /&gt;bloodyhell.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find the travel size shampoo and conditioner that i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated mothers day at home and then met kristal at tamp mrt at about 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;went to draw some moolah then bused down to weixian's house.&lt;br /&gt;charissa, kelvin, shawn and alvin were alr there.&lt;br /&gt;lolness.&lt;br /&gt;they were playing cards &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with weixian's bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while charissa was playing restaurant city when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;played cards for a while &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with both weixian and kelvin's moolah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and then headed down to the petrol station for some late night snacks.&lt;br /&gt;got punched in the nose by mr kelvin ong as i ran in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;went back and played more cards.&lt;br /&gt;kristal ko-ed then followed by charissa.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to sleep butbutbut, failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;i was lying down and all that i could hear was..&lt;br /&gt;the guys playing cards&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, i didnt sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11th May; Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed then we cabbed down to TMFT early in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;damn, we were too early in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned ard, ate a little then it was time to board the SEAPRINCE to batam.&lt;br /&gt;trust me on this but, the SEAPRINCE is nothing as royal as its name sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a little seasick but then slept on the boat ride there.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we reached batam we went straight to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;instead of staying at turi beach resort &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like what we all thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we stayed at Nongsa Point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt;ned man.&lt;br /&gt;but it's sort of chalet style and actually, quite pleasant to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;rested for a while, lunched and then it was time for our TTP class.&lt;br /&gt;then tea break, tutorial then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12th May; Tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early for TTP lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;the normal routine with our breakfast, lunch, dinner and two teabreaks.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and of course tutorials and lectures.&lt;br /&gt;the peeps swam in the night.&lt;br /&gt;it was gorgeous. the pool was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;only that i couldnt swim as i still had my period,&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;wanted to stay and to see the sunrise but me, kristal, kelvin and shawn couldnt take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13th May; Weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we woke up, the sky was alr brightly lit and we were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; late.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;same old routine repeated but today' IHRO tut was really really fun!!&lt;br /&gt;had 1 hour deployment to various departments in the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, we FAILLL at housekeeping man.&lt;br /&gt;it took 2 staff to complete a bed.&lt;br /&gt;with 11 of us, the bed still looked like shit.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;front office deployment was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the system is damn fun to work with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was awesome though. was able to swim in the night with the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;like, FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, the water was great.&lt;br /&gt;and the guys played some gladiator game in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;freaking funny larh.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;then when everybody headed to change into dry clothes for the bbq dinner, me and kristal went to the emerald pool for a little swim.&lt;br /&gt;nobody was ard so we took off our clothes and swam ard in our underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omggg,&lt;/em&gt; the pool was gorgeous with the lights and all.&lt;br /&gt;then we sat down at the loo and dried our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was ok and then me and kris went to bathe after it.&lt;br /&gt;was spp to have some bonding games with 03 but missed it -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14th May; Thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stay awake long enough to catch the sunrise once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBM today was ok.&lt;br /&gt;we kena bombed like mad man, first time mr ron exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all like, SHOCKED only.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;normal routine once again and then dinner was served to us by the 03 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;wah, my group was spp to act like the VIP guests.&lt;br /&gt;damn difficult ok.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell do VIP act? we were prolly one of the nicest VIP to ever walk this earth.&lt;br /&gt;alvin's group was hilarious man.&lt;br /&gt;one dumb, one deaf, one blind and one with a broken leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn had a broken leg. he fell on entrance and was suddenly able to walk normally halfway through dinner. credit goes to the magical chair!&lt;br /&gt;nonsense larh. alvin was deaf &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so when ppl were "scolding" him, he couldnt ans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and weili was mute.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, dennis was like: sooooo, you're dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weixian was blind &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(alvin poured salt in his water and he had to eat paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;the whole activity was really fun on the whole larh&lt;br /&gt;oh, and mr and mrs ong were really like a real married couple. the entire scene was fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and darrell and wani too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, laughed damn hard larh.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, today i drank a lot at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;the tropical cocktail and gin fizz was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;long island tea had a rather strong alcohol taste.&lt;br /&gt;golden nongsa was good and so was the pina colada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;ness&lt;br /&gt;was surprised that i didnt get drunk from drinking that much though (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15th May; Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept early and managed to wake up to see the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;all we saw was the colours in the sky but no the sun though.&lt;br /&gt;dammit. waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;went back to bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;and this time, we overslept a little again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal routine once again and then lunch was up to us to serve.&lt;br /&gt;wah, damn tiring but it was fun larh.&lt;br /&gt;was spp to serve a 3 ppl table with shiyun but she suddenly got koped by wani.&lt;br /&gt;and i was left to deal with 3 smelly teekos all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hard to handle larh.&lt;br /&gt;one wanted corn soup without crabstick.&lt;br /&gt;the other wanted pineapple rice with only pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;another wanted pineapple rice without pineapples.&lt;br /&gt;then mango salad without mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;and finally, an arrangement in how the food was to be displayed on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;almost fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, it was a great time man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq gala dinner at the island bar tonight.&lt;br /&gt;it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;had performance from 03 and 04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, alvin was damn funny with his impersonation of mr ronald.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt stop laughing during rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;drank a tropical cocktail at the yatch club after that and headed back to bathe..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sit ard and play card and drink with the rest but they took so long to get ready that me and kris went to bed before anything started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;, wasted larh.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16th May; Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was time to go home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sleeping so peacefully when stupid kelvin came to wake us up.&lt;br /&gt;i was whining in bed about how much i wanted to sleep so dont bother me.&lt;br /&gt;but he eventually stole my blanket and i had to wake up -.-&lt;br /&gt;got everything done, and then went for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;headed to the ferry terminal at about 11am.&lt;br /&gt;got some stuff from the duty free shop and that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;took the boat back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from TMFT, me, alvin and kristal cabbed back together.&lt;br /&gt;took damn long to get a cab larh.&lt;br /&gt;we eventually had to call one to come pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then finally, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, it took me one hour to write this entire post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww&lt;/em&gt;, i miss batam ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the empty streets echo our past and the days that once were so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-388287125509081733?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/388287125509081733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=388287125509081733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/388287125509081733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/388287125509081733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/05/batam-is-loveeeee.html' title='batam is loveeeee'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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-13322430.post-4972398998368021992</id><published>2009-05-09T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:49:23.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid indian argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SgVMgYU0prI/AAAAAAAAAcg/zAgrszlkY4o/s1600-h/stabb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753452859532978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SgVMgYU0prI/AAAAAAAAAcg/zAgrszlkY4o/s320/stabb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2008 DaizyB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stab;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh, stupid sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;realised i havnt been bloggin for the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;didnt have much to blog about to begin withh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was goddamn lazy x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, just a brief update, monday was ok tues was stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wasted 3hours of my morning while i could be sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and alvin, crosby and weili damn joker man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they were wearing the surgical masks in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;ness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;weds was crap, only had gems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if i wasnt for the SMART meeting, i would have just skipped gems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thurs was awesome, no school at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayness&lt;/em&gt; much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and fri was retarded..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RWPS is retarded &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to city hall to eat with candy during break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had my omelette rice and B&amp;amp;J ice cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesomeeeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went to HMV to look ard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;, couldnt find the discs still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh, HMV, you suck sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be quicker with your restocking dammit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh, then it comes down to today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh my wonderful sister, being the kind and wonderful person she is.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(note the heavy sarcasm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DITCHED ME FOR HER FAT INDIAN GUY FRIEND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no offence dude, and no offence to other fat/indian ppl out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im just pissed at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARGHH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;made an arrangement with me alr and still DUMPED ME IN THE END..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hence, my no lifeness in bloggin right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahhh&lt;/em&gt;, smack her over the head with my chair -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh, shall make a date to go out tmr then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT DEFINITELY NOT WITH HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fishballs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, justin ate ice cream and didnt give me anyyy,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heartbreak&lt;/em&gt; mann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ME WANT SOME ICE CREAM!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps: btw, dragonforce's heroes of our time sounds bloody holy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can imagine it being sung in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but when will we tire of putting shit up our noses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4972398998368021992?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4972398998368021992/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-6710454513591567195</id><published>2009-04-30T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:38:48.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swine flu screw it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sfm7LSyWaLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/q1gRVi6hJvI/s1600-h/swine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330497436665669810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Sfm7LSyWaLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/q1gRVi6hJvI/s320/swine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;swine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coupled with flu.&lt;br /&gt;these 2 words when said tgt will probably give you an empty MRT carriage in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed off at the swine flu for some reason but i'll go into that later.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyay&lt;br /&gt;another week has passed by really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;soon we'll all have the june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho ho ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;long weekend starting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness man ppl.&lt;br /&gt;hooray for public holidays!!!!&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons this week has been rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;BLAW was dry but fun coz ms pat just makes it enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IHRO had nice little ms chen whose class i wanna score full PM for.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;FBM is totally crappy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not in a SUCKY kinda way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;that mr ronald makes me laugh till my sides wanna split open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor alvin.&lt;br /&gt;chih wee totally made today's TTP tut fun larh.&lt;br /&gt;laughed till i could cry.&lt;br /&gt;and ms tan some how explains FMAH better than glass ppl eating mooncakes in warehouses woman.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;andandand best of all?&lt;br /&gt;NO RWPS this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;, how totally great is that?&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for us mannn&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so back to the damn swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;currently singapore is alr on the orange lvl, just one lvl below red which is the Q lvl?&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okok. back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;mr ronald said that the batam trip might have to be cancelled if the upper departments ask us to cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;or or or if singapore hits quaratine lvl.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dammit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather looking forward to batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well, totally beats having lessons in sg doesnt it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, stupid mexican pigs.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im really too lazy to update about anything else so i guess imma just stop here.&lt;br /&gt;btw ppl, ZAC EFRON is SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;. how can he be hot?!&lt;br /&gt;he's just a goddamn pretty boy.&lt;br /&gt;hell man, he's prettier than me, or most girls for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;and he sure as hell spend more $ and time on makeup and looks than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he's so not hot.. he's just, &lt;em&gt;pretty. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, ok, i admit that his eyes are gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;but that's like insulting other hotties like JOHNNY DEPP, NIKKI SIXX, SYN GATES etc.&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget, HUGH JACKMAN.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg, HUGH JACKMAN is &lt;u&gt;FUCKING&lt;/u&gt; HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh, drools.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so watching the latest movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHHHH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugh jackman, &lt;strong&gt;god&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;drool&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn zac efron prettiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hugh jackman&lt;/strong&gt; is the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;screw off.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my knees get weak intensive when you give me kisses, that's money honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-6710454513591567195?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/6710454513591567195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=6710454513591567195' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1846361155057345287</id><published>2009-04-26T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:39:15.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh, stupid day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfR900iAi-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eCYhUPIWFCU/s1600-h/banana-peel-slip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022605494094818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfR900iAi-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eCYhUPIWFCU/s320/banana-peel-slip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disastrous;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, my second half of the day sucked today man.&lt;br /&gt;8(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed out of the house for CYA.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i was halfway down the stairs when i rmb that nobody was home!&lt;br /&gt;and i had forgotten to lock the door -.-&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed back up only to find that i left my keys on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;so i ran into the house, up my steps and took the keys.&lt;br /&gt;then back out, locked the door and to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;only...&lt;br /&gt;to see the damn bus pulling away from the stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrrrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duty today was ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw plentiful of cute/hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg&lt;/strong&gt;, that is one of the little perks of this cca man.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;makes up for the lack of eye candies that cant be found locally&lt;br /&gt;haha, so mean right?&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, came back home only to have a bad bath time.&lt;br /&gt;i turned on the water and it was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i waited for a while more for the water to heat up.&lt;br /&gt;waited quite long ok!&lt;br /&gt;and then, the water STILL COLD!&lt;br /&gt;ahh, &lt;em&gt;bo pian&lt;/em&gt;. just bathe.&lt;br /&gt;shampoo, conditioner OK&lt;br /&gt;then came my bubble bath..&lt;br /&gt;NO BATH SOAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i stepped outta the shower to take a new bottle.&lt;br /&gt;guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;no new bottles in the damn cabinet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehmind, just make do with what i have.&lt;br /&gt;then facial wash.&lt;br /&gt;NO FACIAL WASH TOO.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed man.&lt;br /&gt;and to top it off, i hit my elbow against the shower door and got a cut.&lt;br /&gt;it started bleeding in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dammit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;to end everything, i stepped out of the shower area after my bad bath and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST SLIPPED AND FALL ON THE FLOOR TOWEL!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;my life's like sth out of a manga or drama series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which my sis commented:&lt;br /&gt;you're like xiang qin from ISWAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to end my &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;lovely &lt;/em&gt;night, vanny's pm states:&lt;br /&gt;DUTCH GUYS ARE HOT.&lt;br /&gt;thanks vanny, while im stuck with singaporean guys and law tutorials, you are in netherlands drooling after them guys.&lt;br /&gt;you're so lucky i love you too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you touch me it's so delicious, that's money honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1846361155057345287?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfR900iAi-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eCYhUPIWFCU/s72-c/banana-peel-slip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-652356818576410415</id><published>2009-04-26T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:06:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfQGNf9DOrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dbUC2PSY5D8/s1600-h/10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328891088071768754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfQGNf9DOrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dbUC2PSY5D8/s320/10a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drinkdrankdrunk;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drinking yesterday, god knows whether i got a tummy upset or drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to sleep reallll early after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shiok &lt;/em&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;damn long never sleep liddat alr.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, have duty later on.&lt;br /&gt;so while i can, imma slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness the path's sheltered all the way from here to airport.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drums in the morn earlier.&lt;br /&gt;finally met lover again after &lt;em&gt;soooooo&lt;/em&gt; long&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;ate subway for breakfast with her.&lt;br /&gt;then walked ard tamp 1&lt;br /&gt;and had lunch at ajisen after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant eat there with the other darls because 1. not halal; 2. they dont like&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, back to school tmr and im not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side though, sch starts at 10tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i gtg alr.&lt;br /&gt;wanna go play some games before duty starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao &lt;/em&gt;babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i'm your lover and your mistress, that's money honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-652356818576410415?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/652356818576410415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=652356818576410415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/652356818576410415'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfL72zbHs-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/nrOQyr80bjM/s1600-h/absolut+rasp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328598228068185058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfL72zbHs-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/nrOQyr80bjM/s320/absolut+rasp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;absolut;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ly wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early this morn to go to doc.&lt;br /&gt;wah, blooody hot ven at 8am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;it was&lt;strong&gt; 34deg&lt;/strong&gt; alr larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste my time only 'cause doc only opens at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cb&lt;/em&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast, then went back to doc.&lt;br /&gt;stopped by velocity for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to dunman.&lt;br /&gt;mummy and auntie elaine then dropped me off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;btw, by this time, i think the temp was like &lt;strong&gt;38deg &lt;/strong&gt;or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; hot larh.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i could melt or sth =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the tues peeps and vincent.&lt;br /&gt;we were celebrating nicholas bday.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;caught up a bit with each other and had lots of fun man.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;joked about and crapped about the most random nonsense under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, im the only on on sun this time round.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to create as many opps as possible to get replacements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl, nicholas and patrick all left for duty after that.&lt;br /&gt;kim went back leaving me, lynette and ruyi.&lt;br /&gt;stopped by sakae for lynette than went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i reached home and there's nobody home.&lt;br /&gt;what's the first thing that pops in my head?&lt;br /&gt;imma drink that absolut raspberry in the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;looked ard the house and could not find my mix ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed down to get them&lt;br /&gt;haaa, worth the trip man.&lt;br /&gt;im currently happily sipping away at my cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;mixed the absolut raspberry, 7-up and lemon juice in.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SHIOK man.&lt;br /&gt;probably more of a chick's drink but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome drink on such a &lt;u&gt;fucked up&lt;/u&gt; weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, we're all gonna die from being roasted can?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's nothing else i can update about.&lt;br /&gt;so, imma go finish mixing the rest of the 7up.&lt;br /&gt;till then, stay cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(literally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see you messed up my mental health, i was quite unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-4112718767757184419?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4112718767757184419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=4112718767757184419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4112718767757184419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/4112718767757184419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/absolut-ly.html' title='absolut-ly'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfL72zbHs-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/nrOQyr80bjM/s72-c/absolut+rasp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-819116677719365409</id><published>2009-04-24T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:29:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow yellow dirty fellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfG9b9owweI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7GtGwBzHJR8/s1600-h/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328248122255655394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfG9b9owweI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7GtGwBzHJR8/s320/yellow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yellow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a colour used to represent happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TGIF ppl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's finally FRIDAY..&lt;br /&gt;and a whole week of school has just passed by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the rest of the sem passes by this quickly, year 2 would be over in a jiffy (x2)&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA roster is out alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh,&lt;/em&gt; im in sunday.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, at least there are no seniors!!&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;can i hear a hip hip hooray?&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'll be cheering if i wasnt too full till i cant move.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;greedyass mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, out with the tues peeps tmr evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww~&lt;/em&gt; gonna miss dutying with you ppl arhhh.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, see ya ard in school or sth.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, we are studying on the same HILL.&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you first left me, i was wanting more but you were fucking that girl next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-819116677719365409?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/819116677719365409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=819116677719365409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/819116677719365409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/819116677719365409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/yellow-yellow-dirty-fellow.html' title='yellow yellow dirty fellow'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SfG9b9owweI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7GtGwBzHJR8/s72-c/yellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-353120851387134535</id><published>2009-04-21T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:33:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Se3YKy5b3LI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5hwbOkMnHeA/s1600-h/sheesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151614222130354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Se3YKy5b3LI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5hwbOkMnHeA/s320/sheesh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 Vashtia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;frustrated;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not sexually, but at the stupid timetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first 2 days of school have passed by already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, it's rather fast but waiting for classes to start during the stupidly long breaks was really annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid timetable setter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's with the ungold hours and breaks?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i bet you that fella no life man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;andandand, 8am lessons seriously sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's one tmr and one on fri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and having ridiculously long breaks that beats the hours of study time is just.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have been really sleepy these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tmr there's gems and there's nobody i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how awesome is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really wanna sleep right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too tired to stay mad alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i was blind, you cheated on me from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-353120851387134535?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/353120851387134535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=353120851387134535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/353120851387134535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/353120851387134535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/arghhhhhhh.html' title='ARGHHHHHHH'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Se3YKy5b3LI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5hwbOkMnHeA/s72-c/sheesh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1592165968399899692</id><published>2009-04-19T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:04:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh, schoooool ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Ses6kRab9kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vg8l5FgNqg0/s1600-h/depressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326415379119732290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Ses6kRab9kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vg8l5FgNqg0/s320/depressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2006 Cherry Bomb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;portend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gloomy posts indicate a gloomy outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;, school starts again tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh where did my holidays go to???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, down the drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;should have been out more often these hols..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but candychu is a lazy person, and best friend doesnt like going out that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and lover has schoooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and and and, my list goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn, here comes another sem of STUDYING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ah, lectures and tutorials which i so desperately feel like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ponning&lt;/em&gt; before they have even begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohwell, there is the upcoming batam trip to look forward to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or at least, i HOPE it's sth i CAN look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH, THEN THERE's THE JUNE HOLS in 6 WEEKS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i should begin the countdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four wheel drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1592165968399899692?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1592165968399899692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1592165968399899692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1592165968399899692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1592165968399899692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-schoooool.html' title='argh, schoooool ):'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/Ses6kRab9kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vg8l5FgNqg0/s72-c/depressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-1567589344034649635</id><published>2009-04-16T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:42:22.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning. ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SecuTj2HO0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/enKJkXsJHsY/s1600-h/spin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325275997963500354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SecuTj2HO0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/enKJkXsJHsY/s320/spin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2008 Linda Cronin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spinning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know those spinny bowl thingmagits at children playgrounds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they should be deemed a torture device.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up late today and smsed candy to meet half an hour later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am always telling her not to be late but i always oversleep in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hypocritical arent i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met her at pasir ris mrt and we headed down to HMV at the Hereen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont have my BMTH album larh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i asked that fella and he was like: no stock alr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHHH, &lt;em&gt;fuckmesidewaysssss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went all the way there and they dont have it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok, nehmind, CHILL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i asked for youmeatsix album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH SORRY, WE DONT IMPORT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK FAG FACE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuck&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;sideways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so 2 of the albums i went down for aint there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then wanted to get my BMTH tee, NO SIZE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;, i was seething alr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to kinokuniya to find my mags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;found them then walked ard in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;couldnt help it man, laughed like and ass when candy tried to lead the way and we turned wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the way i say it seems lame butbutbut, you'd have to be there to see the humour in the situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to raffles city for lunch after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate till my stomach could burst ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HMVed again after lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;asked for my BMTH disc, THEY DONT CARRY IT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh, fuckmeupsidedown.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wonder what's wrong with them man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sheeshophreaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then asked for the BMTH tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ALSO NO SIZE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHH. &lt;u&gt;FUCK&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;UPSIDEDOWNNNNN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no frickin way larh, c'mon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i deprived okkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, bought 2 tees and got the hell outta there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall try HMV at Hereen on fri again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since ive got the damn 4hours break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the park at the pond on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i sat in those spinny thing and my lunch almost came out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did i ever tell you guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im super prone to getting motion sickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till now i still feel a bit giddy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and like wanna throw up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that candychushyleei, LAUGHED AT ME instead of HELPING ME stop the thingmunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ive such a nice friend right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid torture spinny thingfagbag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right, so anyway, im gonna go rip my other CDs out then go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;staring at the screen makes me giddy for the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw, i soooo need to get my hands on SLIPKNOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant seem to find it anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right now, she's probably saying,"I'm drunk", &amp;amp; he's thinking that he's gonna get lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-1567589344034649635?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1567589344034649635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=1567589344034649635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1567589344034649635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/1567589344034649635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/spinning-ugh.html' title='spinning. ugh'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SecuTj2HO0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/enKJkXsJHsY/s72-c/spin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2926148690705972110</id><published>2009-04-13T15:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:28:27.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clingwrap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SeLwMLqciLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/J7H6quRKCMY/s1600-h/cling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324081801585264818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SeLwMLqciLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/J7H6quRKCMY/s320/cling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copyright 2009 red mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;clingwrap;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my skin is peeling like crazy right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i feel like a snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, it sounds like clingwrap being pulled away from surfaces as i peel the skin off my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my sunburnt skin has turned from red..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to VERY RED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to BROWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to SUPER BROWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmycowwww&lt;/em&gt;, i think imma turn black soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuckmesideways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitheadssssss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my peeling skin is itchy like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and when i try to scratch, &lt;em&gt;upsidedownfuckheavennnnn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it hurts like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anybody wanna help me apply cream on my back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant reach properly 'cause it hurts my shoulders which are the most sunburnt place on my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which reminds me of jackie.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who so KINDLY offered to help me apply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and keeps poking me &lt;em&gt;"just for the fun of poking ppl"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the skin on my face is still peeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least most of them have peeled off alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only left some on the forehead, nose and cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH MY SHOULDERSSSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the midst of peeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant even peel my back properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's so darn hard to reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall employ my sister to help me peel later on tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on second thoughts, maybe not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my head might roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right, so i think i shall stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and spare you guys from listening to the not so pleasant topic of peeling skins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which is kinda gross actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw, thank god i came back on sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they announced state of emergency in thailand yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if i were to fly back on sun instead, i've no idea whether i would even able to come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let's hope angelica and nathan got back safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and even though now it's SOE, the protesters dont give a damn man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they're still storming in the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the military and tanks all out alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; my parents, they don't want to see me, my friends say I'm uncool but I let love rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2926148690705972110?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2926148690705972110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2926148690705972110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2926148690705972110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2926148690705972110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/clingwrap.html' title='clingwrap?'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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/_2xrEZ8I91H4/SeLwMLqciLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/J7H6quRKCMY/s72-c/cling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13322430.post-2130521554744895710</id><published>2009-04-12T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:39:19.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sawadika;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from thailand last night.&lt;br /&gt;it has been a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fun fun&lt;/span&gt; week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5th apr; sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached BKK at about 4plus &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(local time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Wah&lt;/em&gt;, i tell you, the bangkok airport is, I've got nothing to say. &lt;strong&gt;o.o&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, waited about 15minutes before my luggage was in sight &amp;amp; Jen had to travel to the other side of the airport just to get a trolley. Wow, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100marks&lt;/span&gt; for efficiency man! -.- Settled everything and had a god knows how long bus ride down to Rayong Valley. Reached there about 7plus 8? At first, the driver dropped us off at the wrong place. Had to wait again and took the damn buggy down to the right place. As soon as me and Jen saw the bed, we were like, &lt;em&gt;ahh! rest!!!&lt;/em&gt; But bloodyhell, the bed was as &lt;strong&gt;SOLID AS A ROCK&lt;/strong&gt;. O.O We were like, MY ASS!! Had dinner at the Thai restaurant. David's treat &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but actually he's gonna claim from safra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Slept on two towels as my pillow because Jen took mine &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after her unsuccessful attempt at stealing David's one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. By the way, this place is bloody&lt;em&gt; cacat&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: Jackie wore this topman tee that i almost bought. &lt;strong&gt;WTH.&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky i didnt buy it. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6th apr; mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen went off in the morn for her golf. I woke up at about 12+ and took a bath. By the time i was done and everything, Jen just came back from the practice round. She took her bath then we headed down for lunch. Went to the driving range with her after that. Bloody flies, kept attacking me. -.- Angelica showed me her tattoo. &lt;em&gt;WAHHH&lt;/em&gt;. I also want a tattoooooo. ): Went back to the room after that, watched a little tv and then attended the opening ceremony. Bloodyhell, as i was waiting for the damn thing to be over, i got attacked by frickin red ants! &lt;em&gt;fuck man&lt;/em&gt;. Had dinner with everybody. I watched Nanny Diaries then went to bed. Had a freaking migraine. I should have just gotten the Barcardi Breezer. &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7th apr; tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Jen's tee off time was at 6.30am. fricking early man. And guess what? Because she forgot that the time on her handphone was SG time, she set the alarm at the wrong time and woke up one hour earlier!! lol lol I woke up at 12+ once again, bathed and everything. Jen came back and we went off for lunch. Then we went back to the room and had a quick nap. In the evening, we headed down to a hypermart &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tesco/lotus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in some town &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i dont know where)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Had dinner there. Dinner was nice. Had this plate of VEGETABLES VEGETABLES MORE VEGETABLES, a little bit of meat and glass noodles. -.- Went to the supermarket after that. Walked ard with Ching, Mark and David. hahahaha. Jen and I saw this flowery blouse selling for 79baht. I was like: &lt;em&gt;EH! this one is AUNTIE MAGGIE's BLOUSE MAN!&lt;/em&gt; She didnt believe me... So I told her to rmb the blouse and look at Auntie Maggie later. We went around the place poking fun at her and Adriel. Actually, I feel quite bad about it, but wth. I'm on holiday mann. We saw this TV and were like: WE'VE GOT ENOUGH MONEY TO GET IT!! &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;. The damn TV was cheaper than the cameras!! Did a little bit of grocery shopping after that. We got a hell lot of drinks and snacks and i got two bottles of BB and a Screwdriver. The total bill came up to about 800+baht. &lt;em&gt;Fucking&lt;/em&gt; cheap man. After that, all of us met up and went back to the hotel. We were sitting at the &lt;em&gt;"lounge"&lt;/em&gt; and i decided to open my BB Lime. Jackie helped me to open it and then he and Marc went back to their room to drink their Chivas. Angelica drank a little and went to bed. So, me, Jen and Nathan just sat ard and gossip/chitchat. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Damn funny man. Went to bed after that. Was actually wanting to watch my movie but i guess i got the timing wrong. Or either that, StarMovies cheated my feelings. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: jen told Phoebe and the rest about the blouse, it was really alike. we laughed like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, we were sitting in the corridor outside the room just chitchatting with David before. And then he knocked on AM's door to bid farewell. DAMN FUNNY. OMG, Phoebe had to run to Angelica's room to laugh after that. lol White with Red stars/strawberries. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th apr; weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am to follow Jen to the course today. She woke me up earlier actually, but i refused to get up as my dream wasn't finished yet. I just had to catch the damn mouse. Bloodyhell, the course was full of flies which kept attacking me.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; FUCK THE FLIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I saw loads of toadstools. TOTALLY CUTE MAN. they were just this round thing that was &lt;em&gt;piaked&lt;/em&gt; in the middle of nowhere. WAH, and then there were STRAY DOGS!! I had to make a detour just to avoid them. I walked the entire 18holes with her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if auntie maggie can do it, so can i)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. (: By 12, I had alr gotten tan lines. It then rained a little then the stupid sun came out again. I had a frickin sunburn after everything. I looked like a baked lobster. Damn. Had lunch and then went to bathe while Jen went to the DR. Dammit, i almost &lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt; in the bath. Stupid sunburn, &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; pain man. And because I wore my sandals, my feet has a really sexy tanline &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wtf -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and because i wore my tank top, my back also have a really sext tanline &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wtf again -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Applied Jen's aloe vera gel after bath and i decided that wasnt enough so i went to Angelica and borrowed her mosturising cream too. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Later in the night, they came over to our room to gamble a little. Marc sucks at being the dealer man. x) I opened my BB Lychee and drank. I like the lychee one more. Has been ages since i last drank alr! woohoo. (: This time round, I slept early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: Uncle Sherman knocked on our door and Angelica answered it. He was like: what you guys doing? &amp;amp; Angelica replied: Group Discussion. to which he replied: group discussion MY BALLS. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;. x) &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, Phoebe was damn nonsensical: ASHA LIKES MEEEE~ wth larh &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9th april; thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen left early for her game again. I woke up at 12+. &lt;strong&gt;WTH&lt;/strong&gt; man, couldnt sleep the whole night due to the burns. argh Almost died when i took a bath &lt;strong&gt;O.O&lt;/strong&gt;. Jen came back and then we had lunch at the Jap place with Uncle Sherman, Phoebe, Auntie Maggie and Adriel. Damn cheap man. Mine and Jen's meal just cost like 300baht. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Marc came down to join us later. He made the waitress angry over the Iced Lemon Tea larh! The whole scene was just damn damn damn funny. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Jen went to the DR again. For the whole day, all we did was crap around. Jen and Phoebe tried to do their homework. Jackie tried translating Jen's chinese hmwk. I tried doing coord geometry. And then Joshua did Marc's chem hmwk while Marc and Jackie were getting a massage. In the end, we just gave up and talk cock. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Dinner was at the Thai restaurant afterr that. Uncle Leslie was treating. He had came down in the morning and so did Angelica &amp;amp; Nathan's parents. He was like: OK! everybody can drink beer tonight! And so we did. Marc got drunk or sth i think. Then Mark sent him off to bed. &lt;em&gt;lol &lt;/em&gt;Jackie wanted to smoke and so came to our room balcony to do it. But not before opening my Screwdriver to drink. And Phoebe opened my milk tea. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;, our room was like a grocery store or sth larh! The pre-mixed screwdriver still isnt as good as those we mix on the spot though. After that Jackie and Nathan just hung ard and crapped before heading back to sleep. Jackie's FOS man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: wahh, adriel was allowed to drink lehhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10th apr; fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left RV at about 1pm. Only said goodbye to Nathan as he was the only one present at that time. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Auntie SY sent a Merc from the hotel to come pick us up. &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;em&gt;fucking shiok&lt;/em&gt; ok! I felt like some &lt;u&gt;richass&lt;/u&gt; kid or sth. x) We stopped by a Macs for some food before continuing to the hotel. Finally reached the &lt;u&gt;Grand Hyatt&lt;/u&gt; after a 1hr45minutes drive. The hotel is &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING GRAND&lt;/strong&gt;. The room was like WTF?! It was &lt;em&gt;frickin&lt;/em&gt; AWESOME and beds. OMG the BEDS. &lt;strong&gt;SOFT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt; Started shopping after that. Took a train down to Siam Paragon first. Didn't buy anything there. Only Jen bought the chicken shorts. Maybe i should have gotten Tevez &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. x) We then headed to MBK after that. WAHH. Settled the belts first &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(bought 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and then had 2hours of free shopping time. Me and Jen went nuts. I think i bought like, 13tees? &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; Not enough man. Imma go back to bangkok soon and shop more. (: Helped her pick out tees for JetBoy and BabyJez. Damn cute ok! The got my sis and bro's stuff. I'm such a NICE SISTER right? &lt;em&gt;lol lol &lt;/em&gt;After that 2hours, We went back to the hotel to put our stuff, change then ate at the Italian restaurant. I had a Chocolate Lychee cosmopolitan and the Linguine Vongole. DAMN NICE. muahahaha, it has been a long long time since i last drank these things. ^^v Went to bed earlier as we wanted to do more shopping the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: i was looking all over for the Carlsberg tee but couldnt find any. &amp;amp; just for laughs, i wanted to find a RED "I LOVE PATTAYA" tee. &lt;em&gt;aww~&lt;/em&gt; couldnt find any x) &amp;amp; jen said that the thais probably didnt drink carlsberg that's why i couldnt find any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th apr; sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Woke up at about 9 and took a bath everything. Then we went to have breakfast. OMG. Smoked Salmon and Parma Ham?! Talk about living the lifeeeeee. x) The toilet at the breakfast place gave me a shock man. It was freaking big! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(btw, only one toilet bowl in that shitass big toilet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Headed to CetralWorld to get more shopping done after that. &lt;em&gt;WAHH&lt;/em&gt;, the departmental store is freaking awesome. I got a hoodie and a striped tee while Jen got.. Nehmind, too many to list. &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; We then headed back to Siam Paragon after that. I got my UCB Bag. OMG, im totally in loveeee with my bag. x) Had lunch at this Jap restaurant and then took a cab back to the hotel. Rushed through the last minute packing and then went to the airport. Saw Uncle Leslie, Auntie Maggie, Uncle Sherman and Adriel in transit. Walked ard a little then headed to the SilverKris lounge. WAH, free Haagen Dazs ice cream. nicee (: Rushed all the way down to the gate after that.&lt;em&gt; lol&lt;/em&gt; Watched this really nice jap movie on the plane and the food was good^^ Didnt get to finish my movie ): Reached SG at about 9plus in the night. Saw UL, US, AM, Marc, Adriel, Joshua, Jackie and Phoebe at the luggage pick-up. Said bye and rushed down 'cause Uncle Henry was waiting to pick us up. &lt;strong&gt;Damn&lt;/strong&gt;, if only i am 18, I would have gotten alcohol mannn. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and packed everything, slept at about 1? (:&lt;br /&gt;and got fed up with my gems -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: went to the supermart to get some drinks before leaving. i didnt see any carlsberg on sale. &lt;strong&gt;wtf.&lt;/strong&gt; maybe Jen was right. &lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12th apr; sun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;overslept and missed drums today. &lt;em&gt;lol lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a slow day man.&lt;br /&gt;im alr missing shopping in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Jen will be going HK this august.&lt;br /&gt;come on, HK in AUGUST?!&lt;br /&gt;it's SHOPPING SEASONNNNNN! &lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GOING WITH HER!&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles&lt;/em&gt; peeps.&lt;br /&gt;if you really read this entire post, you must be totally crazy.&lt;br /&gt;or totally bored.&lt;br /&gt;and now you're totally cock eyed!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;btw, my skin is peeling like crazy now. i feel like a snake.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh no, don't you touch my boyfriend, he's not your boyfriend, he's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13322430-2130521554744895710?l=myfranticfingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2130521554744895710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13322430&amp;postID=2130521554744895710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2130521554744895710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13322430/posts/default/2130521554744895710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfranticfingers.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-thailand.html' title='welcome to thailand'/><author><name>secrets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629588736354080849</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>
