<?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-24586755</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:23:18.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weitinglogy :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822181276629719950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j205/luvhappy/moonbear.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-2562743966385985450</id><published>2010-02-22T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:28:06.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall switch to wordpress for the time being! since the words here are so small that people have to strain their precious eyes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thehiddenself.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://thehiddenself.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue stalking me! HAHA! AND READ MY LATEST POST. THERE ARE SOME FACTS YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT TAYWEITING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about how she is such an angel in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2562743966385985450?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2562743966385985450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2562743966385985450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2562743966385985450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2562743966385985450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/02/shall-switch-to-wordpress-for-time_22.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7206555341138671223</id><published>2010-02-18T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:32:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can officially declare today as one of my most embarrassing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the fact that i did really stupid things in class and drew strange looking OWL with giraffe spots, (which is super adorable, even lynette agrees! lauboon does not know how to appreciate. humph!), and pretty much drew weird stares and attention when i dashed into the hall when the announcement for noon prayer was loud and booming for us to stop walking, and climbing the stairs without my shoes on, all these are absolutely nothing compared to having your shoe fell off when you are crossing the Zebra crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round of applause please. it was so embarrassing because the drivers were all staring at this crazy girl trying to retrieve her shoe while holding her laughter and asking her kind friend, miss lauboonyen, to shut up. And it's not my fault that my feet are too small to fit in size 6, and apparently size 5 is just nice for me, but strangely hurt my big toe when i walked. someone please explain this. Its really the right size!!! probably because its a new pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, i shall just wear it as if i'm weraing Flip Flop. "why hurt my toes when i can spoil my shoes". HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a tiring and draining day in contrast to my high and crazy mood for the past four days. It just make school life seems even more like hell since holidays are always heaven for me(: Stepping into the campus totally just turn me off completely. Hopefully, my enjoyment during new year will be the source of optimism for me till term 1 ends. THREE MRE TERMS TO O LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography, Biology and Chinese speech next week. Basic requirement to pass all three is memory work. This weekend ain't looking good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue drawing more strange looking owls and dinosaurs tomorrow and giving them moronic names. This is how Tay Weiting survive her school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i do wonder, will guys be able to stand a tablemate who draw and write weird stuff on their worksheets and notes? and name their rats GAYLOY? If they can't, it will not be a surprise there will be Anti-weiting club in my JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7206555341138671223?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7206555341138671223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7206555341138671223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7206555341138671223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7206555341138671223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-can-officially-declare-today-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6210514202872436206</id><published>2010-02-11T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:53:08.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello super dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to be sleeping now. since i am so tired and jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was the result of me having a life. went ion, taka and far east thrice this week. And did i mention that i have 6 or 7 tests? admire my wonderful time management please (: unfortunately for people who are jealous, i do not have eye bags :D WOOHOO. i actually have at least 5 hours of sleep. i am so proud of weiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating Valentine's day tomorrow! very last valentine's day in SN. feel kind of sad actually. People often do not know how to cherish until they lose it. I will miss st nicks friends tons!!! ): shall appreciate my last lesbian valentine tomorrow ): Despite the cruel fact that we have school, lessons, AND CCA tomorrow. A very sweet chinese new year gift for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, i've received replies like "what the hell?!" "what kind of school is st nicks?!" and "are they insane?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St nicks is a wonderful school which is helping us to develop and groom us into becoming better souls through pushing us to desperate situation until we scold the golden word "fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great for our souls and development indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get some sleep now. tired from writing all the valentine's day letters. i am a kind soul as usual(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world. i need chocolates to cheer me up tomorrow. lets all grow fat and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6210514202872436206?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6210514202872436206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6210514202872436206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6210514202872436206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6210514202872436206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-super-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8800363303671737214</id><published>2010-02-06T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:17:28.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its either i am PMSing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i am actually troubled by some UNKNOWN things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms nair and P came back yesterday. Miss them tons and tons and tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really love 4 hope for the effort they put in for CNY and total defense. make me feels that we are bonded as a class for once i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind of resisting the urge to tear. because i have not yet found the reason to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8800363303671737214?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8800363303671737214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8800363303671737214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8800363303671737214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8800363303671737214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-either-i-am-pmsing-or-i-am-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5667636916437438294</id><published>2010-01-18T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:34:52.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS LYNETTE'S SEXY SIXTEEN TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha(: had a great day despite its not my birthday. I get to bask in the happiness! With donuts, cakes and muffins(: despite the muffins being uncook, we got to thank her for the thought. haha. Lynette's sister i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons are kind of a bore for today. the morning is practically reserved for mathematics which kinda fried my brain. In addition, we have geography lesson which i almost fell asleep. i was sprawled on the table feeling so bored and wiped out because she is really a bore. and she just said "IS SHE ASLEEP?" which was so embarrassing. i always refused to sleep during teachers' lessons no matter how lethargic or jaded i am because its really disrespectful. but hers... really was the limit. she can't teach for nuts. i rather self study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had loads of work to do so i better keep this post short(: since my weekend was spent having HTHT with Qiaoer and Yuting(: and i devouted my sunday for Ah mah's birthday. which was really warming to see three generations coming together and celebrate. though we didnt even have space to squeeze through, its a profound moment nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up a secret blog(: well not exactly a secret i mean. just that no one has the link to it. but if you manage to find it, then well have fun reading it. haha. don't worry the author is tayweiting. so do not get taken aback if the posts there do not sound like what i would write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only disadvantage about blogger is that you can't post private posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO UPDATE MEDICAL RECORD! see you world!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to all the 18th jan babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5667636916437438294?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5667636916437438294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5667636916437438294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5667636916437438294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5667636916437438294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-lynettes-sexy-sixteen-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7119136970731619903</id><published>2010-01-17T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:22:18.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i do wonder why i would want to cut myself deeper in the wound knowing that is has yet healed. Its so painful. Maybe leaving the wound bleeding is a form of punishment for myself. I want the scar to be there forever. Because, i know that will serve as the best reminder for me to never believe again. Never Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CAN'T SIGN IN TO MY STUPID MSN. HOW GREAT =.= FEEL LIKE MASTER RESET MY WHOLE COM. ZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7119136970731619903?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7119136970731619903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7119136970731619903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7119136970731619903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7119136970731619903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-do-wonder-why-i-would-want.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4132172069789815548</id><published>2010-01-14T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:38:56.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SICK! oh such wonder. Its only the second week of school and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; down with flu, sore throat and headache. wondering how i am actually going to survive another 38 more weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i was such a good girl and went to school today! (which is a bad choice cos i got to write &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; speech =.=) Studied for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trigo&lt;/span&gt; test with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xinyi&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. We went crazy doing the questions and start rambling nonsense. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! but it was a nice revision though. Well, at least you know someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; is suffering with you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my medication took 9 hours so take effect. So i felt really drowsy during the math test. And it lasted till my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; speech. during bio lesson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lauboon&lt;/span&gt; started going crazy and excited... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! cos we are learning sexual reproduction. and she seems to be interested in this topic and start spouting dirty stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. had a good laugh though. and the embryo really resemble jelly bean!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my flu will go away soon! hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nasal&lt;/span&gt; voice ): and i can't enunciate my words which just get on my nerves. If i don't recover by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, i will start croaking during my audition. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! I do love the idea of musical for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jubilate&lt;/span&gt; though. it will be fun! i hope(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE I WILL MIRACULOUSLY RECOVER BY TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4132172069789815548?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4132172069789815548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4132172069789815548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4132172069789815548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4132172069789815548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-sick-oh-such-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7985796840244077370</id><published>2010-01-11T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:22:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED TO POST THIS! even though i am suppose to be studying. and i shall make it a good post because i may be reading this 9 months down the road to motivate myself to work hard for O levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, two consecutive yearS producing top scorer of singapore! well done st nicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i collect my chinese results, i was just so nonchalant and as usual, the "grade-does-not-mean-everything" attitude. i was just hoping to get a C6 so that i won't have to touch chinese in JC. So obviously when miss lee told us we all passed i was just happy and nothing else matters. Until jeanette started crying before we received our results. i was really quite appalled seeing that we have not even received our verdict and that she will definitely waste her tears because SHE WILL SCORE A1 FOR CHINESE! and i was right :D but perhaps its just the tension and anticipation she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously could not empathise with all my friends feeling the stress and anticipation until when pearlyn went up to received her results slip. only at that split second, i felt it. the gush and waves of excitement. i could'nt even sms properly. haha! it even took me a few seconds to figure out my results and i couldn't sign properly. i am glad for my grade even though it going to be voided. since i will be betting HCL as my L1 subject. but all the same, i believe there will still be a slight tinge of disappointment if i get an A2 or B3. As much as i believe i need disappointment as a source of motivation for my actual sec four o levels examination, i am nevertheless, grateful for the A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing the sec fours 09 receiving their results. i can somehow share the happiness, excitment and pain. for some. well it will never be possible for me to step up on the stage to received such loud applaude and cheer because i only take 9subjects... but it does motivate me to work hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, it makes me feel excited about o levels! the aniticpation for your results is just so exhilarating. and being awarded for all your hardwork makes everything worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this very moment, i shall keep this feeling in me, and enjoy the last torturous year in st nicks! aim high! HCJC! VJC! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR ST NICKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7985796840244077370?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7985796840244077370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7985796840244077370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7985796840244077370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7985796840244077370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-to-post-this-even-though-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5352648140196476499</id><published>2010-01-10T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:09:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA fair today! tired out... woke up at 6 this morning and almost carried my school bag. haha. sotong me thought it was a friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year cca fair is considered alright considering the fact the our facilities and venues are really undesirable. Many of the Sec fours did not come today, which actually disappoints me. i actually thought that they would cherish their very last CCA fair and at least bother to show their faces as a form of support. Everyone is tired. especially with taxing workload. But still, sec four, no matter how hard it is, will be better than junior college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can do it babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are falling sick. and i think my own body can't hold for long. Two tests next week plus homework. i guess this is consider one of our relaxing and honeymoon week. even 5 tests a week is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels chinese on monday!&lt;br /&gt;i need a c6(:&lt;br /&gt;recalling the examination day, i suppose i had my essay and last compre screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH DEBATE ON MONDAY! gotta stay back (:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou debaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5352648140196476499?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5352648140196476499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5352648140196476499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5352648140196476499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5352648140196476499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/cca-fair-today-tired-out.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7139787363501984310</id><published>2010-01-08T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:43:58.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not feeling too good at the moment. trying to figure out what exactly went wrong. slightest things can make me smile. i meant. slightest things USED TO be able to make me smile. perhaps sometimes emotions are just not within your control. And i should think that this always play a part in my life. ever since sec three, i had recurring feelings like this. after the experience, i will be a changed person. dont asked me how, dont asked me why. you can call it maturing or whatever you want. i am unsure of it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why adults behave differently from children, because things around you changes you. while you learn to adapt, you learn the reality at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i hate this type of feeling i am having now, i suppose it will do me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as usual are just happening and crazy. just dont pay attention and i guess miss poore was quite pissed. BUT HELLO! WE WERE TRYING TO FIXED THE CALCULATOR! whatever it is. binomial theorm is quite boring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took photos today. i finally figure out why i like to take photographs.&lt;br /&gt;maybe is just self deluding. because photographs can hide one's emotions. just smile at the moment the camera shutter goes "click!" and the happiness will be captured forever. or i should say the seemingly happiness. while others look at the photos, all the can see will be the skin deep happiness. and never ever the real emotions bury deep inside. thats the wonder of photos. or the facade of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess looking at photos do lift my mood(: because at least i am smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMupP6slI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dotZJ7OTxu0/s1600-h/DSC04370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMupP6slI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dotZJ7OTxu0/s200/DSC04370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388640421360210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks boon for the marshmallow! they are my lunch):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMvHuJvVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PNH3UhD-ASA/s1600-h/DSC04371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMvHuJvVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PNH3UhD-ASA/s200/DSC04371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388648601238866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chionging homework(:  (who took this picture?! i didnt take it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMvlCEiNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tmVIjN91Eng/s1600-h/DSC04373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMvlCEiNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tmVIjN91Eng/s200/DSC04373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388656469412050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scenery from my seat. if you regard that as scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMwqVkT8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Wzs7GihNKqQ/s1600-h/DSC04379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMwqVkT8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Wzs7GihNKqQ/s200/DSC04379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388675073232834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stuffing markers into lynette's food packaging(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMwAOS8kI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5SclnwNuw74/s1600-h/DSC04377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMwAOS8kI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5SclnwNuw74/s200/DSC04377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388663768445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALL PINK! credit boon for her pink chewing gum(: and bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dN_SdFn7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/g6Bf-b7Kb08/s1600-h/DSC04382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dN_SdFn7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/g6Bf-b7Kb08/s200/DSC04382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390025871990706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALL BLUE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dN_6yk8yI/AAAAAAAAAVA/T6MrKnki33Y/s1600-h/DSC04383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dN_6yk8yI/AAAAAAAAAVA/T6MrKnki33Y/s200/DSC04383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390036699542306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since we dont have a social life, we need to socialise with soft toys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOAXqk_JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vTpGMKokIRA/s1600-h/DSC04390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOAXqk_JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vTpGMKokIRA/s200/DSC04390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390044450618514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chai's head. my body :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOAxT67JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wB6G0incLp8/s1600-h/DSC04392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOAxT67JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wB6G0incLp8/s200/DSC04392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390051334909074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awww... lynette looks as if she is thinking of me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOBQXV0LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Rat_5dVz9vo/s1600-h/DSC04398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dOBQXV0LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Rat_5dVz9vo/s200/DSC04398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390059670753458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPDZYj81I/AAAAAAAAAVg/33teQfTav5g/s1600-h/DSC04401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPDZYj81I/AAAAAAAAAVg/33teQfTav5g/s200/DSC04401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391195963159378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i should tak epart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPD6j2ATI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kQboX5VUBe0/s1600-h/DSC04402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPD6j2ATI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kQboX5VUBe0/s200/DSC04402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391204868849970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPEYmaGuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bcrj_sZQdaU/s1600-h/DSC04403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPEYmaGuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bcrj_sZQdaU/s200/DSC04403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391212932668130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPE9yHZJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/07sFg9W0748/s1600-h/DSC04411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPE9yHZJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/07sFg9W0748/s200/DSC04411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391222913885330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPFFTZ1BI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_3D4efOVv2s/s1600-h/DSC04442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dPFFTZ1BI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_3D4efOVv2s/s200/DSC04442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391224932553746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7139787363501984310?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7139787363501984310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7139787363501984310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7139787363501984310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7139787363501984310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-feeling-too-good-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0dMupP6slI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dotZJ7OTxu0/s72-c/DSC04370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-1111949197548061807</id><published>2010-01-07T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:51:34.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprisingly i am keeping up with the posting habit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe school is just draining me inside and i feel like i need someone or something to rant.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i refused to rant because we should always be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that i will SHUT MY MOUTH during lessons from today onwards. Everytime the teachers ask a question, as usual, the class will be silent. and it will seems like a rhetorical question. why and as usual i know the answer but just prefer to keep quiet and mumble to lauboon the answer. AND THE TEACHER WILL SOMEHOW HEAR IT and i will be forced to explain. GREAT. it happened for math, chinese, social studies today. and geog ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so so tired. cca tomorrow and on saturday. First week is making me weary. coming months will be worse. PE tomorrow. can't imagine running on the one lane cement track. i better dont do something stupid like tripping over myself, because falling down on cement track is as good as leaving a SCAR on my legs ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diamond is a coal made good under pressure. Pressure is required for one to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i will just absorb all the stress like sponge. and release them after o levels(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the icy cold wind cheer me up this morning when i am feeling upset. so lets hope there will be freezing wind again tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i really hope our SN juniors can help salvage our school's reputation. is going down the drain. our batch though have some rebels and attitude problem girls, but seeing the juniors just make me give up hope on st nicks being able to uphold the reputation created over the many years. seeing them behaving  in such a way with those catholic high boys in bishan library today actually upset me quite alot. and there is no pun intended for the catholic high boys. whichever school it is, they should be watching their conduct especially under public's eyes. they should know better that they are wearing school uniform. and most importantly, they are girls. show some self-respect girls, thats the minimum you should be doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1111949197548061807?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1111949197548061807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1111949197548061807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1111949197548061807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1111949197548061807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprisingly-i-am-keeping-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5205014327273840445</id><published>2010-01-06T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:36:25.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Am doing my ZuoWen&lt;br /&gt;but its just so grueling that i can't stand it anymore. i dont even know what to write. just blank out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling really tired even though its merely the third day of sec four year. I suppose its a warning that the following days and months will just take away my life. metaphorically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons are bearable with constant crapping with Boon. and CHEWING GUMS :D We talk NONSTOP ever since the first lesson. all subjects under the sun. had stitch from all the laughter. And boon is a real mocker. i shall not provide much info since i am sworn to secrecy but she is real mean. HAHAHA! can't stop smiling when i'm thinking of it now. And boon seems to be extremely energetic since i guess this is her favourite topic or somthing. BOYS. LOL! Lau boon arh lau boon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the test schedule is really insane. and the curriculum are just torturous. its no wonder that i am losing my appetite as days go by. you wont even have much time to FEEL HUNGRY. will be reduced to skin and bones at the end of the year. St nicks is great for slimming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. shall go back to my ZuoWen ): still have lit research to do any many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVELS CHINESE RESULTS NEXT MON/TUES. surprisingly not worried. just feel nonchalent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQrtfaVZI/AAAAAAAAATw/WBPS3AbgLaE/s1600-h/Photo0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQrtfaVZI/AAAAAAAAATw/WBPS3AbgLaE/s320/Photo0443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423618931881039250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks boon for the gift from taiwan!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQr3wpOBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hd7WD_a7XPk/s1600-h/Photo0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQr3wpOBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hd7WD_a7XPk/s320/Photo0444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423618934637672466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ancient toilet door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQsm-_5II/AAAAAAAAAUI/rKOBi5o9Reg/s1600-h/Photo0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQsm-_5II/AAAAAAAAAUI/rKOBi5o9Reg/s320/Photo0446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423618947314345090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;messy desk! with boon's tigger. notice those post its on the desk? those are for chinese lessons when we are not supposed to talk(: or forced to speak in chinese ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQsaJ_h4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/yC5ZFyFfXZc/s1600-h/Photo0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQsaJ_h4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/yC5ZFyFfXZc/s320/Photo0445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423618943870797698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my calculator is so prominent(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks chai and nette for being in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5205014327273840445?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5205014327273840445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5205014327273840445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5205014327273840445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5205014327273840445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-doing-my-zuowen-but-its-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/S0SQrtfaVZI/AAAAAAAAATw/WBPS3AbgLaE/s72-c/Photo0443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-3321098699775339370</id><published>2010-01-04T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:40:13.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day started real bad. torrential rain and everything. Plus the school environment, especially the washroom, is enough to just turn me off completely. i guess a campus affect the grades. and the teachers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major changes made. change of form teacher, chinese teacher, english and lit teacher. oh and of course, SS. so practically the wholeof my humanities is going to be on myself. since as usual, i dont understand mrs sherwood lesson. and today geog was just blank-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this year is not going to run that smoothly as i wished for. and the classrooms are really tiny and suffocating. Not like the homeworks and tests aren't enough to choke us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just resigned to fate since grumbling and complaining won't do much good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall chiong chinese HOLIDAY homework now. This is the only year that i dont even bother to go download or LOOK at the homework and then they asked me to SUBMIT =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone is down on luck, i suppose nothing goes in her way.&lt;br /&gt;and weiting is someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;CCA on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;lit project due on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piling up piling up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i believe tomorrow will be better :D&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3321098699775339370?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3321098699775339370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3321098699775339370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3321098699775339370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3321098699775339370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6128000684950795893</id><published>2009-12-23T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:27:06.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently the whole of GOOGLE web is kind of block.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if its just my crazy com throwing strange tantrum or google is screwing up.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;manage to just ignore the problem and enter blogger. hopefully this wont give me virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, WHY IS THE WHOLE WORLD JUST SO SHOCK THAT ME, NAMELY TAYWEITING WILL ACTUALLY POST SOMETHING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever man... should have more faith in me that i am actually doing my very best to keep this blog alive!&lt;br /&gt;had a few shopping trips this holiday (: were great. bought quite a lot of stuff... which allow my to buy list to actually start shrinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is going to reopen soon!!! O:&lt;br /&gt;i really cant imagine the lifestyle with tests almost every single day. i bet it will sucks. OKAY ITS GOING TO SUCK. compared to my current slow paced life, i think the former one will definitely caused me to have cardio diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIRSTMAS EVE tomorrow! yay! feeling excited since my whole family actually celebrate christmas on the eve itself till midnight or sometimes, just go crazy until the next morning which is officially christmas. considering this, my chrsitmas is actually one day before most people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall take some photos tomorrow, because i just realised that my photo album has NONE. NIL. ZERO photos that are taken during christmas eve, or day. will try my best to AT LEAST take one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now the most exciting part is to actually do my homework. something that is so appealing and enticing that i cant wait to hold my pen, sit down, and start doing. homework its just the best part of my life. no wonder i always cant bear to do them during the holiday and thus, leave them to the last few days of my holiday. i guess that explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I KIDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself i guess.&lt;br /&gt;whatever not meant to be rethorical actually. GAHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6128000684950795893?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6128000684950795893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6128000684950795893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6128000684950795893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6128000684950795893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/12/apparently-whole-of-google-web-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3212231817899554923</id><published>2009-12-18T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:44:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO TO THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to post again :D&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to post. But i am trying to waste time. so that i wont have to touch my graded elective geography assignment which actually disgust me. SO GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out yesterday. WITH LEEQIAOER :D had a really fun-filled and crazy day. haven't been manage to open up to someone for a really really long time. All the confessions caused me to have insomnia. well, Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after. Its really different knowing something yourself, and saying it out to someone. Saying it out loud, is just as good as admitting that you did something wrongly, and finally accepting who you really are. And true enough, i've finally accepted that fact that i have a phobia for relationship yesterday. I always know that. but some part of me just manage to deny that. And accepting that fact just made me had a sleepless night. Maybe, i wont even get married next time. Hahas! but qiaoer just refused to believe that. Its true. i always back out when i know that i may like someone. Will never be able to overcome that phobia i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i am glad that i'd acknowledges that fact(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more days to chrsitmas!&lt;br /&gt;few more weeks to school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;few more months to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;OH HOW TIME PASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent touch my homework. how great.&lt;br /&gt;okay i did touched. but literally just touched them. i need to start DOING. GRADED ASSIGNMENT.&lt;br /&gt;just get it over and done with, and hurry finish O levels.&lt;br /&gt;AND I SHALL RUN AWAY FROM ST NICKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM GOING TO CUT MY HAIR LATER ): H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OPEFULLY IT WONT BE A DISASTER ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SyskDUUiZYI/AAAAAAAAATg/6Loa2vnRP2w/s1600-h/DSC02134b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SyskDUUiZYI/AAAAAAAAATg/6Loa2vnRP2w/s320/DSC02134b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416462616256210306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS PICTURE I SO CUTE RIGHT?! HAHA! CREDITS TO QIAOER'S EDITING AND OUR HANDS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3212231817899554923?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3212231817899554923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3212231817899554923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3212231817899554923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3212231817899554923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-to-world-i-am-here-to-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SyskDUUiZYI/AAAAAAAAATg/6Loa2vnRP2w/s72-c/DSC02134b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-8591180296512878802</id><published>2009-12-07T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:20:13.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall post something if not lorraine will just nag non stop and tell me "I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR LIFE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is: my life.&lt;br /&gt;pretty busy this holiday. busy going out actually. hahas(: and in a way due to the extra lessons and ld showcase and blah. my holiday is only around one month. which is kind of pathetic since we are suppose to get TWO MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;and the teachers still tell us to RELAX and ENJOY our holiday since we need to and must mug hard when the school reopen. yea, with all the holiday assignments, i wonder how we are going to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopen is gonna sucks since we;ll be going to the holding site with one lane cement track. i wonder how we are gonna pass NAPFA that way. we can't even over take others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND ABOUT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;i am at home today :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;havent beenm at home a single day since holiday started.&lt;br /&gt;i have this WHOLE PILE of homework waiting to be done...&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know whether i can finish in time, let alone revision&lt;br /&gt;which we are suppose to do. WELL DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH WORK SO LITTLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins' outing tmr cant wait :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8591180296512878802?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8591180296512878802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8591180296512878802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8591180296512878802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8591180296512878802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/12/shall-post-something-if-not-lorraine.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5269595425023490020</id><published>2009-11-07T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:37:23.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second post of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed&lt;br /&gt; sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head&lt;br /&gt;spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold&lt;br /&gt;buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song... Dont ask why. unexplainable(:&lt;br /&gt;but do not read too much into it. i just think its nice. THAT SIMPLE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song title - Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(something people always forget to do. right?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5269595425023490020?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5269595425023490020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5269595425023490020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5269595425023490020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5269595425023490020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3602013851112408568</id><published>2009-11-06T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:22:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally decided to post again after...&lt;br /&gt;2 months.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired to blog after reading others blog. Not because i felt that i am a failure in blogging, but more of expressing my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;not that i think anyone will actually be interested, but i do feel that people should express their thoughts more often through words.&lt;br /&gt;rather than showing it through actions which sometimes will be a little extreme. Like, anger, will turn into a punch. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do feel obliged to explain my disappearance. despite the fact that i am busy, the real reason is that i've gone back to writing a diary. IF YOU ARE THINKING OF LAUGHING NOW, then stop(: because its really a good habit to keep a diary and penned your thoughts down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only it improves your analytical skills as you reflect on your actions, you'll learn and benefit from those reflections. okay great. i sound like some lecturer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been really great and enriching these two months. Catching up with friends, chilling out, doing alot of self-discovery, reading, blah blah blah. even though its supposedly holiday now and we are still suffering in the malicious hands of the teachers, school life is still wonderful overall. Fun, happy, engaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i will miss this campus alot next year. I will not fill sad though. Changes are good, both mentally and physically. Furthermore, since we cant change the fact that we'll be moving, then embrace it with optimism! That is another of my principle in life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese Os next week. i feel unprepared. and i AM unprepared. but i cant feel the sense if urgency gushing in. NO adrenaline to study in other words.&lt;br /&gt;Tired out. off to write diary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this soliditary in my own room, filled with calming music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random thought after i came across a book by Low Kay Hwa, a local writer, titled 'I believe you'.&lt;br /&gt;its really a touching book. and the feeling stays.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was just thinking: what is the probability of meeting a mutual, everlasting, true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3602013851112408568?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3602013851112408568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3602013851112408568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3602013851112408568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3602013851112408568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-decided-to-post-again-after.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2456423160817278163</id><published>2009-08-09T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:01:46.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super busy these few days&lt;br /&gt;loads to blog about(:&lt;br /&gt;and many pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Clique outing today&lt;br /&gt;and i just realise my love for cliquEIGHT is still there.&lt;br /&gt;strong and lasting.&lt;br /&gt;no matter where we are, we will forever be so spastic and fun loving:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to say&lt;br /&gt;i love cliquEIGHT &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;once from cliquEIGHT, foever from cliquEIGHT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean and lydia are not here today for the clique outing):&lt;br /&gt;booooo.&lt;br /&gt;so theres only 6 of us&lt;br /&gt;but we still had fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sn2vFMjMKvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EY_PfP0In9E/s1600-h/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sn2vFMjMKvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EY_PfP0In9E/s320/DSC02679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367638834698529522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sn2vFdeRPmI/AAAAAAAAATY/5JCEa1Ffv9M/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sn2vFdeRPmI/AAAAAAAAATY/5JCEa1Ffv9M/s320/DSC02693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367638839241293410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2456423160817278163?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2456423160817278163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2456423160817278163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2456423160817278163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2456423160817278163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-busy-these-few-days-loads-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sn2vET5fsoI/AAAAAAAAATA/MVym5dxW2jw/s72-c/DSC02639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-684443079935049960</id><published>2009-07-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:38:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;looking through the old photos&lt;br /&gt;it hurts&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;seeing the awesome fun cliqueight had.&lt;br /&gt;i did cry.&lt;br /&gt;memories are too sweet for me to reminisce perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;i love cliqueight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess this year will be a great year with chai, boon and nette.&lt;br /&gt;seeing all the crazy science center pics just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, all these can last(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and times with xinyi and Jians are undeniably high and mad(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my five tests week is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED BOON NOOB AND JEAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-684443079935049960?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/684443079935049960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=684443079935049960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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be doing my work though.&lt;br /&gt;but i am getting quite sick of work&lt;br /&gt;which is bad thing&lt;br /&gt;i totally didnt study for my chem and geog tests&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my grades wont be screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio and a math next week&lt;br /&gt;hope by then my mentality will be change and i will study for them ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term 3 so far is quite bad for me though&lt;br /&gt;thank some of my friends who were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;some may know what i am talking about (:&lt;br /&gt;the whole term 3 so far basically is just mugging and going out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying at home watch tv&lt;br /&gt;and music has become a really big part of my life suddenly&lt;br /&gt;strange enough&lt;br /&gt;and i dont talk that much now\&lt;br /&gt;perhaps a growing up process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD competition yesterday&lt;br /&gt;reahced home at eleven plus plus plus ):&lt;br /&gt;was really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, these few weeks of efforts and hardwork is really worth it&lt;br /&gt;though we didnt win, but i am really proud of my crew.&lt;br /&gt;really learn alot from being a director.&lt;br /&gt;forge really close bonds with the sec twos after this.&lt;br /&gt;those craze over tauhueying... gossiping bout the JA wong...&lt;br /&gt;crazy over muscular fat birds...&lt;br /&gt;and all sorts of lame stuff.&lt;br /&gt;thank them for the encouragement :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, my wonderful crew for being such fabulous actors&lt;br /&gt;and allowing me the director cum make up artist&lt;br /&gt;to totally fawn over them :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;especially during the make up time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dunman high is super mean.&lt;br /&gt;they were cheering "WE BEAT ST NICKS"&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;how sweet =.=&lt;br /&gt;just a few pictures on their rehearsal at the chamber yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;with the ultra sapstic linjian, constipated xinyi and phycho cheryl :D&lt;br 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoxtZLC1I/AAAAAAAAARI/SjpCSpjh_1g/s1600-h/Photo0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoxtZLC1I/AAAAAAAAARI/SjpCSpjh_1g/s320/Photo0212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362424615778585426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoJd2qXaI/AAAAAAAAARA/6f_yzRBlqo8/s1600-h/Photo0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoJd2qXaI/AAAAAAAAARA/6f_yzRBlqo8/s320/Photo0213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423924412538274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoJFuTKsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q-neksbc8d4/s1600-h/Photo0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoJFuTKsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q-neksbc8d4/s320/Photo0214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423917935012546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoIpd2efI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mi7krY-7D5w/s1600-h/Photo0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoIpd2efI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mi7krY-7D5w/s320/Photo0215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423910349830642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoIdfsFfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/37sQiOhrmZ4/s1600-h/Photo0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoIdfsFfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/37sQiOhrmZ4/s320/Photo0216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423907136312818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoH86vkXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3rf6fVVsiN0/s1600-h/Photo0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsoH86vkXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3rf6fVVsiN0/s320/Photo0217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423898391417202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lessons in school are getting SUPER BORING.&lt;br /&gt;practically spend every single moment figuring out what to do&lt;br /&gt;and going crazy with rachel&lt;br /&gt;burning and killing our cells for MOLE CONCEPT AND TRIGO ):&lt;br /&gt;and controlling our laughter when li lan scolded us :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsnh4DZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eh1nXCwd3LQ/s1600-h/Photo0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsnh4DZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eh1nXCwd3LQ/s320/Photo0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423244250539426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before LD sessions, is practically the wonderful awesome pictionary craze :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;some are done by xinyi, especially those weird ones :D&lt;br /&gt;amen she is not taking art :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsnhc8ig8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/TMN84heC6M8/s1600-h/Photo0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsnhc8ig8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/TMN84heC6M8/s320/Photo0183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423236973986754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess what is this =.= nobody knows. is SUPPOSE TO BE the song Just dance =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmVshdRNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7naV4jVqaUQ/s1600-h/Photo0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmVshdRNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7naV4jVqaUQ/s320/Photo0182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421935485306066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmVWDv02I/AAAAAAAAAPo/9Frc5f2dazo/s1600-h/Photo0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmVWDv02I/AAAAAAAAAPo/9Frc5f2dazo/s320/Photo0181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421929455113058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xinyi awesome bleeding love =.= which we spend a millenium figuring it out =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmU_NugTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/f_FIz75S5oM/s1600-h/Photo0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmU_NugTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/f_FIz75S5oM/s320/Photo0180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421923322954034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XINYI'S TEARDROP ON MY GUITAR =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmUbglynI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hdU9C0YC6Xk/s1600-h/Photo0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmUbglynI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hdU9C0YC6Xk/s320/Photo0179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421913738398322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS MINE. SO MUCH NICER. AND YET SHE DARE CRITICISE =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslsUAaqTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9obg1B3ph9U/s1600-h/Photo0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslsUAaqTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9obg1B3ph9U/s320/Photo0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421224529635634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslsF8lreI/AAAAAAAAAOw/yV2hFCN3xhI/s1600-h/Photo0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslsF8lreI/AAAAAAAAAOw/yV2hFCN3xhI/s320/Photo0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421220755484130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmUPbpwEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/9lkqEubN6R4/s1600-h/Photo0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsmUPbpwEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/9lkqEubN6R4/s320/Photo0178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421910496460866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SELF INVENTED POPULAR CARD JIGSAW TO KILL TIME DURING GRUELLING TRIPLE BIO &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsltDk9EPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/T3OvfMYXoog/s1600-h/Photo0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsltDk9EPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/T3OvfMYXoog/s320/Photo0177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421237299351794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smslsk8RMlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1em6PwBde84/s1600-h/Photo0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smslsk8RMlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1em6PwBde84/s320/Photo0175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421229075640914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NETTTTTT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslrprMwMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nFkKPTChzHk/s1600-h/Photo0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmslrprMwMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nFkKPTChzHk/s320/Photo0161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421213166354626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskhqTBtqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/z8KJKQZ_uu4/s1600-h/Photo0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskhqTBtqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/z8KJKQZ_uu4/s320/Photo0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419942023083682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskhA9qLkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5ykkjNZaBrI/s1600-h/Photo0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskhA9qLkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5ykkjNZaBrI/s320/Photo0156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419930927607362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK AT THE CLEAN AND TIDY ST NICKS =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smskg-5G-YI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hZzq-9AG9TY/s1600-h/Photo0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smskg-5G-YI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hZzq-9AG9TY/s320/Photo0146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419930371651970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskgmI0exI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f7eCl3jOUKw/s1600-h/Photo0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskgmI0exI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f7eCl3jOUKw/s320/Photo0144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419923726662418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskgUsiz5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/m4xRtRQeW64/s1600-h/Photo0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmskgUsiz5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/m4xRtRQeW64/s320/Photo0139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419919044661138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO HARDWORKING RIGHT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjdLv18CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BAzR-5nujms/s1600-h/Photo0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjdLv18CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BAzR-5nujms/s320/Photo0137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362418765591343138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AS IF LO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsjc2j56FI/AAAAAAAAANw/DdZry8Mk0EE/s1600-h/Photo0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsjc2j56FI/AAAAAAAAANw/DdZry8Mk0EE/s320/Photo0136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362418759904127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUST CAMWHORING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjcpuTZeI/AAAAAAAAANo/fZO5xB7sNK4/s1600-h/Photo0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjcpuTZeI/AAAAAAAAANo/fZO5xB7sNK4/s320/Photo0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362418756458079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG!!! LYNETTE FACE IS THE BOMB! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjcQ6dLiI/AAAAAAAAANg/QHRdNR8KagI/s1600-h/Photo0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsjcQ6dLiI/AAAAAAAAANg/QHRdNR8KagI/s320/Photo0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362418749798166050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SPOT THE GLUTTON BEHIND THE BOTTLE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsjb5xqG2I/AAAAAAAAANY/cVidGHJh7Ig/s1600-h/Photo0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsjb5xqG2I/AAAAAAAAANY/cVidGHJh7Ig/s320/Photo0122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362418743587248994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WEITING'S TIDY TABLE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsir-W64DI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zqvOu-yhDPU/s1600-h/Photo0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsir-W64DI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zqvOu-yhDPU/s320/Photo0123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362417920183558194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA. NO WONDER RACHEL ALWAYS SCOLD ME FOR PUTTING MY STUFF ON HER DESK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshB0qqiRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iLK5bLcKjmA/s1600-h/Edited5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshB0qqiRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iLK5bLcKjmA/s320/Edited5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362416096515885330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBqFtD8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/S2-VqGvWxgo/s1600-h/Edited4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBqFtD8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/S2-VqGvWxgo/s320/Edited4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362416093676507074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBh96yJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HTWa_gErwyY/s1600-h/Edited1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBh96yJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HTWa_gErwyY/s320/Edited1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362416091496368274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsirdM203I/AAAAAAAAANI/2nv57VxpNLw/s1600-h/Photo0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so here are the good old LTA times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some random pics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsirdM203I/AAAAAAAAANI/2nv57VxpNLw/s1600-h/Photo0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsirAd1tcI/AAAAAAAAANA/QQIdCCq3rwc/s1600-h/Photo0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsirAd1tcI/AAAAAAAAANA/QQIdCCq3rwc/s320/Photo0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362417903569581506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsiq9Tv5wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sCvbEqjNqRs/s1600-h/Photo0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Smsiq9Tv5wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sCvbEqjNqRs/s320/Photo0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362417902721951490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsiqhL-o4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/cDYi2ZHHV00/s1600-h/Photo0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmsiqhL-o4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/cDYi2ZHHV00/s320/Photo0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362417895173170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBBChSXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WXhwhdNy_mk/s1600-h/0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SmshBBChSXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WXhwhdNy_mk/s320/0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362416082657298802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAG PEOPLE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1367038709968268926?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1367038709968268926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1367038709968268926&amp;isPopup=true' 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-24586755.post-2742716324228864579</id><published>2009-07-07T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:44:50.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;come on homework&lt;br /&gt;suck up every little bit of life in me&lt;br /&gt;all my time.&lt;br /&gt;i welcome you&lt;br /&gt;"welcome to my life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall welcome you with a big smile on my face :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my stress level minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS YOU RACHEL ):&lt;br /&gt;FOR THREE WHOLE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD ):&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE RACHEL):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2742716324228864579?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2742716324228864579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2742716324228864579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2742716324228864579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2742716324228864579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-on-homework-suck-up-every-little.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1117026685004622465</id><published>2009-07-06T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:52:22.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MY 100TH POST!&lt;br /&gt;this calls for a celebration man!&lt;br /&gt;since i am sucha lazy blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apparently though i hope to fully utilize and make good use of this three days SHORT weekends, i failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to finish my homework&lt;br /&gt;CORRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;i have yet started on my work =.=&lt;br /&gt;how great&lt;br /&gt;so forget about my attempt to revise for my COORDINATE GEOMETRY&lt;br /&gt;which i am going to get a bad grade for, cause it involve graphs and i FLUNK GRAPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love movies :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i am gonna become some movie maniac or something.&lt;br /&gt;this week, so far, i've watched&lt;br /&gt;1.daddy day care&lt;br /&gt;2. Terminator&lt;br /&gt;3. Ice Age 2&lt;br /&gt;4. Harry potter Sorcerer's Stone&lt;br /&gt;5. Transformer&lt;br /&gt;6. War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;and maybe more&lt;br /&gt;SIX MOVIES! and more coming up :D&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRY POTTER IS FREAKING NICE!&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY REWATCH IT TILL I CAN PREDICT WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN!&lt;br /&gt;4th july - Harry potter and sorcerer's stone&lt;br /&gt;11 july - harry potter and chamber of secret&lt;br /&gt;18 july - harry potter and prisoner of azkaban and HARRY POTTER HALF BLOOD PRINCE!&lt;br /&gt;19 july - harry potter and goblet of fire&lt;br /&gt;TADAA! my schedule for the Harry potter craze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously gotta get somework done):&lt;br /&gt;this is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watching transformer with xinyi is like OH MY GAWD&lt;br /&gt;she laugh right from the start&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE WAY TILL THE END&lt;br /&gt;she laugh at the camels&lt;br /&gt;sheeps&lt;br /&gt;chickens&lt;br /&gt;that weird transformers with walking stick (forgot his name)&lt;br /&gt;when megan fox sobs over the death of her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;when optimus drop from the sky&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dunno what is her problem&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT LIN JIAN? HER MANIAC LAUGHTER CAUSED ME TO SUFFER THE WHOLE DAMN MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;and we sat at the couple seat, which make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;And this couple beside us, throughout the movie, keep PDAing,&lt;br /&gt;and the cinema chair keep jerking, causing us much uncomfort and distraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want go back to school):&lt;br /&gt;is gonna sucks since i havent start on my homework&lt;br /&gt;and revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MY CHINESE O LEVELS IS IN ANOTHER.......&lt;br /&gt;*COUNTING*&lt;br /&gt;OH WOW 7 DAYS =.=&lt;br /&gt;APPLAUDE PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is madness&lt;br /&gt;and my study desk is in a huge mess&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1117026685004622465?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-293266124780057567</id><published>2009-07-01T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:06:17.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yayayay&lt;br /&gt;apparently i've not been posting for a long long long long timeeeee&lt;br /&gt;so just a short update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job attachment was pretty fun although the salary is just pathetic 50bucks&lt;br /&gt;but we ought to be contented yea&lt;br /&gt;since we just go there for coffee and tea session&lt;br /&gt;plus office gossip&lt;br /&gt;AND CAMWHORE :D&lt;br /&gt;took loads of pictures&lt;br /&gt;shall post them up when i manage to dig it out from qiaoer and jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL REOPEN ):&lt;br /&gt;sad sad sad&lt;br /&gt;but awwww&lt;br /&gt;life needs to go on&lt;br /&gt;so i've accepted the fact and step into the SN campus&lt;br /&gt;with weird aunties every morning holding a SIGN ASKING YOU "ARE YOU OKAY?"&lt;br /&gt;with this weird smile plastered all over their face&lt;br /&gt;causing me to burst out laughing this morning :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffered three periods of bio yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and three periods of math&lt;br /&gt;but with crazy rachel around&lt;br /&gt;time flies :D&lt;br /&gt;she is super hilarious and crap&lt;br /&gt;and she loves the weird finger game&lt;br /&gt;and asking me weird questions causing me to shout at her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had prelim today&lt;br /&gt;destined to fail la&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;chinese sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spamming notes to boon, chai and netty&lt;br /&gt;i shall bring food tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i have any ):&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and O levels is coming&lt;br /&gt;come on people&lt;br /&gt;sms me good luck wishes&lt;br /&gt;LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;i need some luck to pass it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LD TOMORROW :D&lt;br /&gt;BUT FOUR PERIODS OF NAIR&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE EVERYONE AROUND MEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;OPTIMISM IN THE AIR :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynette is getting super hilarious :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-293266124780057567?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/293266124780057567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=293266124780057567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/293266124780057567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/293266124780057567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/07/yayayay-apparently-ive-not-been-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5049891746374687198</id><published>2009-06-19T21:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:32:34.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yo peeps!&lt;br /&gt;i am still alive :D&lt;br /&gt;spamming outings almost everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;out everyday last week :D&lt;br /&gt;primary school outing...&lt;br /&gt;dates with qiaoer...&lt;br /&gt;shopping for stuff...&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, and unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER TOUCH MY HOMEWORK =.=&lt;br /&gt;like yippee=.=&lt;br /&gt;gonna be dead.&lt;br /&gt;and wow, term 3 week 2 chinese oral&lt;br /&gt;congratulations&lt;br /&gt;next week job attachment = no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea man.&lt;br /&gt;i will survive.&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating is bad bad bad D:&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;and unlimited sms is good good good :D&lt;br /&gt;heh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea random pictures of dates with qiaoer and xinyi :D&lt;br /&gt;out of all those 238 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas&lt;br /&gt;i am not a camwhore freak ):&lt;br /&gt;they are the ones *point finger to qiaoer and xinyi*&lt;br /&gt;not my fault :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;had sakae buffet yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch today :D&lt;br /&gt;had bao for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;shall go on diet.&lt;br /&gt;if not will turn into a fat pig D:&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL FINISH MY HOMEWORK ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;and i shall live up to this promise.&lt;br /&gt;hopfully :P&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SURVIVE TERM 3!&lt;br /&gt;YES I WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadhvRBbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/G7UNvQWlICI/s1600-h/DSC02084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadhvRBbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/G7UNvQWlICI/s320/DSC02084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349038814496097714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay yay! ben and jerry icecream... so niceeee :D want to eat right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadZmn9SI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lG63zZlc3R4/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadZmn9SI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lG63zZlc3R4/s320/DSC02089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349038812312368418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TOO BAD! WE FINISHED IT :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadIbC46I/AAAAAAAAALw/Ol6dFKfjrsQ/s1600-h/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadIbC46I/AAAAAAAAALw/Ol6dFKfjrsQ/s320/DSC02094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349038807700399010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qiaoerrrrrr ~~~ stop hiding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sjuaco0xsDI/AAAAAAAAALo/g2lhAOq-jvU/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sjuaco0xsDI/AAAAAAAAALo/g2lhAOq-jvU/s320/DSC02095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349038799218389042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cookie monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuacfYe69I/AAAAAAAAALg/mglHuWRPRGs/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuacfYe69I/AAAAAAAAALg/mglHuWRPRGs/s320/DSC02099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349038796683799506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peekaBOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX79CBIkI/AAAAAAAAALY/RvHNqCH5Xd8/s1600-h/DSC02104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX79CBIkI/AAAAAAAAALY/RvHNqCH5Xd8/s320/DSC02104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036038683697730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emoing at the barbie corner):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX7YYs20I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s_n3vjS-AI8/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX7YYs20I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s_n3vjS-AI8/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036028846725954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX7DjXLxI/AAAAAAAAALI/J3eWNmmaRQI/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX7DjXLxI/AAAAAAAAALI/J3eWNmmaRQI/s320/DSC02107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036023254298386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BLACK AND WHITE! SO COOOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX6wbmJ5I/AAAAAAAAALA/SAPvVsTR9yM/s1600-h/DSC02113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX6wbmJ5I/AAAAAAAAALA/SAPvVsTR9yM/s320/DSC02113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036018121451410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qiaoer revealing her inner child :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX6RpB9PI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7wFDhr-8YY8/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuX6RpB9PI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7wFDhr-8YY8/s320/DSC02123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036009856300274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hiding inside those room for changing nappy. hahah. the wallpaper so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;but we were embarassed when we walked out and all the aunties were staring at us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS7P9GiWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/N2ocuODaK28/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS7P9GiWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/N2ocuODaK28/s320/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349030529025345890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS67pMFzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yuAntZslnik/s1600-h/DSC02134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS67pMFzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yuAntZslnik/s320/DSC02134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349030523573114674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS6uAMnTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vTydaL9LKKQ/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS6uAMnTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vTydaL9LKKQ/s320/DSC02180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349030519911521586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS6cTf8lI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vzAS-enGLdA/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS6cTf8lI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vzAS-enGLdA/s320/DSC02231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349030515160642130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pathetic jumbo in the shopping basket. or izit dumbo? whatever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS5y0JAII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/34j83w8lbcU/s1600-h/DSC02290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuS5y0JAII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/34j83w8lbcU/s320/DSC02290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349030504023261314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRHRN-ugI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JR19R9-6ZQM/s1600-h/DSC02264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRHRN-ugI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JR19R9-6ZQM/s320/DSC02264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349028536499747330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRHEet_vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FwvutwPoSmY/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRHEet_vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FwvutwPoSmY/s320/DSC02300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349028533080293106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spamming at vivo rooftop :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRG4Tm2VI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o0US3uhIWQw/s1600-h/DSC02302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRG4Tm2VI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o0US3uhIWQw/s320/DSC02302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349028529812461906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRGjbQN5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1ZqAXZSXrA8/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRGjbQN5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1ZqAXZSXrA8/s320/DSC02308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349028524207388562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUPER NICE GUMMMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRF2lO_5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pLiDp4uX89U/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuRF2lO_5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pLiDp4uX89U/s320/DSC02324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349028512169656210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sakae with xinyi baby :D our strawberry dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPYYsWpQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KgWbGd7Duak/s1600-h/DSC02332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPYYsWpQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KgWbGd7Duak/s320/DSC02332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026631540712706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we ate so much just to win the next table of guys :D but we still lost): THERE WERE 9 OF THEM EXCUSE ME=.= and they were super noisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPYCusFcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DA2Y8f_M6m8/s1600-h/DSC02339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPYCusFcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DA2Y8f_M6m8/s320/DSC02339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026625644926402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAY! grow fat and die :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPX7QApGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RVU8j4luoqY/s1600-h/DSC02341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPX7QApGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RVU8j4luoqY/s320/DSC02341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026623637202018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPXpNSFxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VhfOF5OIldw/s1600-h/DSC02342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPXpNSFxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VhfOF5OIldw/s320/DSC02342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026618793924370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPXJqnilI/AAAAAAAAAJA/sAuV0NT8TKM/s1600-h/DSC02343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuPXJqnilI/AAAAAAAAAJA/sAuV0NT8TKM/s320/DSC02343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026610327030354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmm... random shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tag reply&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIANS: oi rapunzel! your mom release you from the tower already not? HAHAHA! get well soon kay? you missed our fun outing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinyi: OI OI!  I HAVENT DO GONGHAN! hahaha! wait arh! i promise i finish by tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel: i can sms pretty well now not looking at the screen :D hehe. nevermind, i can help you sms. LOLS :D i miss you  crappish rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORRAINE: LORRAINE ANG! I MISS YOU PONG! EEEYER NEVER MEET UP DURING THE HOLIS D: WE ALL SO BUSY D: BLEHBLEHBLEH. meet up sooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: hahas. okay promise to link asap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuxiang: hi yuxiang. yea will ink you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY: sorry lurh. my intellectual capacity is low remember =.= so i kind of like sucky books. 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href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-peeps-i-am-still-alive-d-spamming.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SjuadhvRBbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/G7UNvQWlICI/s72-c/DSC02084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-683435775389112043</id><published>2009-06-07T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:14:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woohooo :D&lt;br /&gt;shall start with thursday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's homecoming :D&lt;br /&gt;glad he enjoyed himself in Korea(:&lt;br /&gt;love him!&lt;br /&gt;he brought back FOOOOOOD :D&lt;br /&gt;which is gonna make me fat D:&lt;br /&gt;but they are nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was stoning day.&lt;br /&gt;finished the book nineteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;quite a nice book :D&lt;br /&gt;recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sign the new student plan yesterday&lt;br /&gt;but mom was asking me whether i want the touchphone&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS DIFFICULT TO SMS WITH TOUCHPHONE IN CLASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;i get that experience from Rachel :D&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;its difficult for her to sms with touchphone in class&lt;br /&gt;which i suppose the same applies for me D:&lt;br /&gt;in a dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;should i get it?!&lt;br /&gt;freak D:&lt;br /&gt;i want the 189bucks Guess bag though :D&lt;br /&gt;but dad simply just smile at me when i ask him to buy =.=&lt;br /&gt;what kind of answer is that =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some work today&lt;br /&gt;very very little&lt;br /&gt;but still, proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;boon is back!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with QIAOER tomorrow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so excited :D&lt;br /&gt;always have loads of fun and crap alot with her :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaibaby sending me pics(:&lt;br /&gt;shall post some up when i am free :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwachies&gt;&gt; okay(: havent read though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl&gt;&gt; minds :D lols. later you guys play that game me and yanlin dont get anything. hahaha :D and yea right =.= shopping=.= wai heng will be the first to sleep while elton grumbles nonstop :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clar&gt;&gt; ARE YOU IN MELBOURNE NOWWWW???  must plannnn D: if not we may not even have outing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chai&gt;&gt; lynette the auntie :D grumbling about how much vanilla cone is costing her now :D HAHAHA :D and i am online almost everyday pong =.= pay more attention to me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-683435775389112043?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/683435775389112043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=683435775389112043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/683435775389112043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/683435775389112043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/06/woohooo-d-shall-start-with-thursday-d.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6321067346350223010</id><published>2009-06-03T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:57:46.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went shopping today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a dress and leggings&lt;br /&gt;still need a bag&lt;br /&gt;shoes&lt;br /&gt;another dress or set of top and bottom&lt;br /&gt;and loads of stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a second round :D&lt;br /&gt;but shopping trip today was kind of fulfilling&lt;br /&gt;at least,&lt;br /&gt;i literally relaxed and didnt think about all those upsetting stuff&lt;br /&gt;and stressful work&lt;br /&gt;like totally went into another world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i must say i enjoyed it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for monday:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT WITH QIAOERRR MY DEARDEAR :D&lt;br /&gt;woootssss :D&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait for the next chill out session with baby and dardar&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's homecoming tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;hope he dont get quarantine D:&lt;br /&gt;and hope there will be a get together for cousins soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should really get somework done.&lt;br /&gt;havent even touch on any yet D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon is on the plane nowwww :D&lt;br /&gt;i will miss her D:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;shall end this post here&lt;br /&gt;too much on my mind&lt;br /&gt;and too many things i want to achieve&lt;br /&gt;shall do a self reflection real soon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8539628931709589830</id><published>2009-06-02T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:06:26.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went science center today :D&lt;br /&gt;though i was pretty much dreading it, it was not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;i must say the workshop is freaking boring&lt;br /&gt;i mean, why would we need to examine others fingerprints in agarose =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grouped with chaibaby, lynette and boonnn :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;ms clarissa, our coach, totally hate us la.&lt;br /&gt;i mean is freaking obvious from the way she acts&lt;br /&gt;but yea, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;we are not seeing her again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;went for mini camwhore session cos we expected the super long long queues.&lt;br /&gt;and we were right.&lt;br /&gt;we totally queued for dunno how long at macs =.=&lt;br /&gt;and we didnt get to order our food because there were people cutting queues&lt;br /&gt;those foreigners. no pun intended here.&lt;br /&gt;there were pratically taking mass order and cutting queues&lt;br /&gt;maybe back in their country,&lt;br /&gt;there isnt such basic etiquette known as "first come first serve"&lt;br /&gt;so chaibaby was calling them QUEUE CUTTERS&lt;br /&gt;and we modify it to be, CUCUMBERS :D&lt;br /&gt;which is sort of a cute name(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the workshop ended,&lt;br /&gt;the feedback form we gave her was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA. zomg. was totally a piece of junk :D&lt;br /&gt;went macs for icecream after the major camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;apparently, due to those cumcumbers,&lt;br /&gt;the science center macs was out of icecream&lt;br /&gt;went woodlands :D&lt;br /&gt;since chaibaby live there(:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat gelare D: and starbucks D:&lt;br /&gt;but lynette the auntie wanted macs and her free drinks :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went library.&lt;br /&gt;borrowed kite runner, nineteen mintues and be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt;finally. i get to read romance novel.&lt;br /&gt;i am totally deprived of them for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;lols :D&lt;br /&gt;with these books, no more boring sleepless night :D&lt;br /&gt;yay yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomia last night.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;too much weighing on me i guess&lt;br /&gt;but after today,&lt;br /&gt;i finally learnt how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;put it in another way, perhaps i've really given up.&lt;br /&gt;i still hope for the best for her&lt;br /&gt;but in my own personal opinion, she is beyond cure.&lt;br /&gt;well thats a little harsh&lt;br /&gt;it took me a very long time to be able to admit that&lt;br /&gt;maybe letting go will spare me of the suffering&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i will give it all out to let her have a conscience again.&lt;br /&gt;yes i will&lt;br /&gt;but it takes two to tango&lt;br /&gt;me alone will not help.&lt;br /&gt;but i will always be there for her, if she really needs me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;i am booking people for different movies! :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;shall spam moviesssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping trip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will be able to get what i want(:&lt;br /&gt;and i shall be back to the place where it holds the most memories for us.&lt;br /&gt;i better keep my emotions in check D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhh...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have not let go.&lt;br /&gt;freakkk D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage boon!&lt;br /&gt;miss me in france :D&lt;br /&gt;and chaibaby, if you see this, pass me those idiotic and retarded photos soon!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8539628931709589830?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8539628931709589830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8539628931709589830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8539628931709589830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8539628931709589830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-science-center-today-d-though-i.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2710097163556811894</id><published>2009-05-31T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:46:12.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last day of MAYYY D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. may has been really great&lt;br /&gt;though there are up and downs...&lt;br /&gt;but yea.&lt;br /&gt;i am trying not to think about them and infact,&lt;br /&gt;try not to think about the drastic changes in my friends...&lt;br /&gt;which i think is actually burdening me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i shall be happy...&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;blehblehbleh&lt;br /&gt;this thing is weighing on me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent touch my holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;should really get it started D:&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;going out tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;which equals no time&lt;br /&gt;no time = no homework done&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching NATM :D&lt;br /&gt;since dar dar pangseh me even though she promised me D:&lt;br /&gt;drag her go watch angel and demon with me :D&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;hope she can though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayay wednesday shopping trip&lt;br /&gt;so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;hope that science center will be fun....&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel like going though D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ack freak&lt;br /&gt;i need to get back to my normal mood.&lt;br /&gt;this is the pre-emo mood&lt;br /&gt;and soon...&lt;br /&gt;it will be emo.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTTSSS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall sleep early tonight :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-24586755.post-6901431503592676251</id><published>2009-05-30T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:56:53.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;second post of the dayyyy&lt;br /&gt;show my boredness D:&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, my reluctance to do my homework :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for dinner&lt;br /&gt;and shopped for my office wear&lt;br /&gt;it is definitely a good excuse to shop for clothes :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is gonna sucks&lt;br /&gt;super busy...&lt;br /&gt;just hope that i can do lots of catching up and bonding with friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN with waine just now and realised that we've drifted&lt;br /&gt;its inevitable definitely&lt;br /&gt;since we're in different school&lt;br /&gt;just hope that we can still stay close :D&lt;br /&gt;since i can still hear to heart with her without any problem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg(:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch alot of moviessssssss&lt;br /&gt;hmmm let me seee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Night at the museum&lt;/span&gt; :D with dardar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;angels and demon&lt;/span&gt; (screening: 14 may) - well... if i have the time i dont mind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the young victoria&lt;/span&gt; (screening 21 May) - erm... not very interested but dont mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood: the last empire&lt;/span&gt; (11 June) - based on some jap anime. i think is quite niceeee :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drag me to Hell&lt;/span&gt; (11 june) - ZOMG ZOMG HORROR!!! definitely not as nice as alone... but can give it a shot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/span&gt; (2 July) - lols. for fun la. i dont mind :D i still have an inner child within me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and half blood prince&lt;/span&gt; (16 july) - going with baby :D MUST WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;br /&gt;so happpyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;shall post bout my holiday assignment next time.&lt;br /&gt;dont want to spoil my mood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my obsession over the song Wo Bu Pei is still on :D&lt;br /&gt;wonder how long it can last... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6901431503592676251?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-24586755.post-7157797157703449405</id><published>2009-05-30T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:55:24.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;changed my blogskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the hectic life helped me to appreciate simplicity :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;simplicity is beauty... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;spent the whole day editing the blogskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;didnt do any work at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shall at least make some effort to do a little tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its really ALOT ALOT ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cant go out with dardar tomorrow D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;promised mama weiting will stay at home to clean up peabrain's stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;RIP PEABRAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;decision made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;felt this long relived and relaxation that i had not felt for a long long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dunno whether this is the best for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just try it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;carpe diem! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;off to bathe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;follow by dinnerrrr :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ZOMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NO TIME FOR HOMEWORK AGAIN =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I AM SO GONNA DIE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TRUST ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I WILL D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7157797157703449405?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7157797157703449405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7157797157703449405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7157797157703449405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7157797157703449405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/changed-my-blogskin-hectic-life-helped.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8723342601997004514</id><published>2009-05-29T23:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:50:35.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had fun today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;meet xinyi at dhoby and we shopped, les, and do loads of lame lame stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and there is sales everywhere :D&lt;br /&gt;zomgzomgzomg :D&lt;br /&gt;i didnt manage to buy anything though.&lt;br /&gt;but yea, i swear i am getting myself a new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went pasta mania for teabreak/dinner and it was a nice crapping session :D&lt;br /&gt;off to marina bay afterwards&lt;br /&gt;and realised it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;cos singapore flyer was suppose to be at city hall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZE3XkaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2Dh3NkR0qOQ/s1600-h/DSC01298+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZE3XkaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2Dh3NkR0qOQ/s320/DSC01298+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280583980388770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we went this kiddo DINO exhibition and played with the fossils thing. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;BABY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZYxzfhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/an9J5uroS4Q/s1600-h/DSC01299+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZYxzfhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/an9J5uroS4Q/s320/DSC01299+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280589325762066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take a good look at this doll =.= with hair all round the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZgLB25I/AAAAAAAAAH8/MvKaDe20-ro/s1600-h/DSC01300+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZgLB25I/AAAAAAAAAH8/MvKaDe20-ro/s320/DSC01300+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280591310609298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and erm.. this doll. apparently is erm... NO COMMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZ1v8VrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2wY0W3ueeaU/s1600-h/DSC01301+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZ1v8VrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2wY0W3ueeaU/s320/DSC01301+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280597102581426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and it cost THAT MUCH=.= i would rather go buy my esprit or guess wallet =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKaDCxCLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zNuqTm8ncN4/s1600-h/DSC01303+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKaDCxCLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zNuqTm8ncN4/s320/DSC01303+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280600671193266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the disgusting xinyi made an arrow out of her left over pasta sauce =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZRN3SiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wqWguIibuQM/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZRN3SiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wqWguIibuQM/s320/DSC01304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281686807595554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random shots while waiting for the train :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZ5qbQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/MUOdro46_EE/s1600-h/DSC01307+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZ5qbQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/MUOdro46_EE/s320/DSC01307+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281697664812018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALaAiVDXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZK6pIiAAH04/s1600-h/DSC01306+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALaAiVDXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZK6pIiAAH04/s320/DSC01306+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281699509898610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZkYPTfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q_Bn6Z25yLc/s1600-h/DSC01305+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALZkYPTfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q_Bn6Z25yLc/s320/DSC01305+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281691951386098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reached city hall and shopped :D&lt;br /&gt;saw this nice hairband but i didnt buyyy D:&lt;br /&gt;no moneyyyyy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and my friend came to join us later :D&lt;br /&gt;the flyer was okay la. 10 bucks still okay.&lt;br /&gt;30 bucks totally =.=&lt;br /&gt;we were practically just criticising the video played in the capsule =.=&lt;br /&gt;and there are 28 capsules :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this weird YAKULT RAINFOREST afterwards&lt;br /&gt;was practically a "bully weiting session and make her scream"\&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back to Marina square to take the MRT&lt;br /&gt;i refused to take the shutttle bus cos i love walking in the dark :D&lt;br /&gt;yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;would have gone to the esplanade rooftop if not for my curfew D:&lt;br /&gt;so sad D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALabFN6VI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ShktexWSEW4/s1600-h/DSC01308+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiALabFN6VI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ShktexWSEW4/s320/DSC01308+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281706635553106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the very erm... COOLING=.= shuttle bus =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND I ACTUALLY DIDNT CAMWHORE&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT =.=&lt;br /&gt;i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still missed my curfew though.&lt;br /&gt;but yea reached home before mama la&lt;br /&gt;so she cant say anything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope baby come crash my house sooonn&lt;br /&gt;i will miss her D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, lets meet up soon :D&lt;br /&gt;i shall clear my schedule for you.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are lurh(:&lt;br /&gt;just hope mama will let :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home with peabrain's food&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;it died.&lt;br /&gt;i was calling out for him to eat&lt;br /&gt;and it just lie down there&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;so i shook it&lt;br /&gt;motionless&lt;br /&gt;lifeless&lt;br /&gt;dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a short prayer.&lt;br /&gt;it really once helped me pull through some of my emo times&lt;br /&gt;helped me to get rid of my stress&lt;br /&gt;and even suffered through the EOYS with me&lt;br /&gt;but i predicted it la&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its lifespan is almost up...&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;in its next life, hopefully, things will be much better&lt;br /&gt;and yes, peabrain, i will always remember you D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will really be enjoyable if not for peabrain...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah, if you are reading this, trust me, you can do it&lt;br /&gt;dont care what others said.&lt;br /&gt;i trust you.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8723342601997004514?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8723342601997004514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8723342601997004514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8723342601997004514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8723342601997004514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-fun-today-d-meet-xinyi-at-dhoby-and.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SiAKZE3XkaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2Dh3NkR0qOQ/s72-c/DSC01298+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-5156209315186919425</id><published>2009-05-26T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:33:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>question asked most today "weiting, are you okay? what happen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea. i hope i am okay. thanks. just... leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was okay too. after school. but is so.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;things just screwed up when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;everything flows back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even study or whatsoever. is too distracting.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to stop thinking about it and finish off my tests.&lt;br /&gt;i can only sort things out when i sit down and stare into space for like 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what to say and what to do.&lt;br /&gt;is practically the fact that i am unsure whether the feelings is real thats why i dare not take any steps.&lt;br /&gt;i know is hard for you too.&lt;br /&gt;but who can ensure that this feeling will not die down soon&lt;br /&gt;no one can&lt;br /&gt;if i know that this feeling is real, i will probably not be so confused.&lt;br /&gt;because i would have know exactly what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to focus.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;save me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sort this out.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought love is suppose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to rant.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i am feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;your voice gives me comfort.&lt;br /&gt;but brings greater pain afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5156209315186919425?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5156209315186919425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5156209315186919425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5156209315186919425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5156209315186919425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/question-asked-most-today-weiting-are.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6536059892011269994</id><published>2009-05-24T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:01:51.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freaking busy.&lt;br /&gt;shall just post a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubilate was fun and crazyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it :D&lt;br /&gt;heard comments that last year was better.&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;IT RAWKS&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we'll get to stage the performance next year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures and videos are up on facebook people!&lt;br /&gt;kope them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to LJS after jubilate.&lt;br /&gt;did some catching up and crapping till 10+++ eleven&lt;br /&gt;since some of our lives are so COLOURFUL now.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;always had fun crapping.&lt;br /&gt;and i was super vulgar and rebellious that day.&lt;br /&gt;i think my brain just went haywire D:&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was trying to do the LOG worksheet poore gave us.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt get anything out of it.&lt;br /&gt;got this bad feeling that i will flunk my log very badly.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. its really too much for us to take it.&lt;br /&gt;three test in a row.&lt;br /&gt;we are not robots my dear teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta finish three projects by next week.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to be sleeping at 2am everyday&lt;br /&gt;like thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;i love st nicks=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, NAPFA on tuesday. jsut pray hard that my ankle wont give up on me D:&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully that my AHEM will actually go away by then.&lt;br /&gt;although i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE ON NEXT FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it(: hope it will be fun...&lt;br /&gt;and loads of camwhoring i think.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE WEEK TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT BABY! WOOOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;and due to the stupid tic tac sweet, my room is infested with ants.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD POET SOCIETY TOMORROW! CARPE DIEM!&lt;br /&gt;bio paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lets see how badly i screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE LOG SURDS AND INDICES&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE ACIDS BASES AND SALTS&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE SS CONFERENCE PAPER&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE LD SCRIPT&lt;br /&gt;WEITNG WILL SURVIVE ZAO BAO LUN TAN&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE TING XIE + MO XIE + 15CHENG YU&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE CHINESE PRELIM PAPER&lt;br /&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE WEEK 10&lt;br /&gt;YES SHE WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope all those are not lies. i seriously hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i just realise that my voice is a very soothing lullaby after the phone call last night.&lt;br /&gt;apparently you can sleep talking to weiting.&lt;br /&gt;weiting is the remedy to everything :D&lt;br /&gt;to pms ing,&lt;br /&gt;to anger,&lt;br /&gt;to blues,&lt;br /&gt;to whatever whatever&lt;br /&gt;and to insomia.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully this dickface person can finally SAY IT OUT LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;is freaking irritating please =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stay happy and survive next week&lt;br /&gt;at most, i will just screw it up :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6536059892011269994?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6536059892011269994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6536059892011269994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6536059892011269994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6536059892011269994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaking-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-197845653241363542</id><published>2009-05-19T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:24:42.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept quite late yesterday D:&lt;br /&gt;chiong cheena project.&lt;br /&gt;life has been hectic these few days.&lt;br /&gt;chionging projects, homework and tests&lt;br /&gt;i need a breakkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind :D weiting shall persevere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change seats :D&lt;br /&gt;seating with Rachel now.&lt;br /&gt;she is super crappish.&lt;br /&gt;zomg :D&lt;br /&gt;and my new seat allows me to have MAX FREEDOM&lt;br /&gt;including sleeping....&lt;br /&gt;multi tasking...&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah :D&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD is getting a little stressful.&lt;br /&gt;and i will definitely die for tomorrow chinese Oral.&lt;br /&gt;i will just look at the teacher and smile retardedly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week will be screwed.&lt;br /&gt;and i am looking forward to Jubilate :D&lt;br /&gt;and probably the singapore flyer if xinyi wants to go :D&lt;br /&gt;and night at the museum with boon :D&lt;br /&gt;all these will only be available after...&lt;br /&gt;ss conference paper&lt;br /&gt;chem test (acids, bases, salts. which i believe someone know that i will screw up)&lt;br /&gt;math test (i hope is not log =.= )&lt;br /&gt;ting xie + mo xie + 15 chengyu sentences&lt;br /&gt;Chinese prelims&lt;br /&gt;yea... all these will be next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i just need to flunk SS for this week and screw my chinese project.&lt;br /&gt;if i am getting back bio paper tomorrow, someone better watchout. LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvWHw3hRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/grlOsBGISTc/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvWHw3hRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/grlOsBGISTc/s320/DSC01225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337521302963455250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DOODLE!!! lessons are boring. cant blame me and rachel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvV9EEsII/AAAAAAAAAHc/Eym05uCa1Dg/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvV9EEsII/AAAAAAAAAHc/Eym05uCa1Dg/s320/DSC01224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337521300091220098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LALALALA&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA&lt;br /&gt;ELMO'S WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVjcYJbI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9UZo2ALjaj4/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVjcYJbI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9UZo2ALjaj4/s320/DSC01223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337521293213836722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RACHEL IS DEAD! she is too tired. till she forgot to breathe =.= how intelligent right =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVIunI-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/m4B9ewXIt40/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVIunI-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/m4B9ewXIt40/s320/DSC01222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337521286042559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is suppose to be, SUPPOSE TO BE, eeyore. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i know it doesnt look like one. it looks like EEYER :D&lt;br /&gt;done by Rachel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVKSvOqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SfdTyoGxwKw/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvVKSvOqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SfdTyoGxwKw/s320/DSC01221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337521286462519970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this wonderful art piece is obviously done by Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;and the wonderful A1 is just purely her hallucination and&lt;br /&gt;i believe that she is too tired till she is living in self denial :D&lt;br /&gt;is SUPPOSE to be sponge bob *cough* and patrick *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i will survive. and i wont care even if i flunk.&lt;br /&gt;this is insane.&lt;br /&gt;they want us to go crazy&lt;br /&gt;so i shall refuse to get an A for them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY&gt;&gt; i know you damn happy lurh... lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwachies&gt;&gt; hahas. its a nice song. leave your name please! is difficult to guess :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianliang&gt;&gt; hahas! no la... we praising you. LOLS. you have blog? leave your link! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: webdings;font-size:78%;" &gt;so what is heavenly made?  will it work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-197845653241363542?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/197845653241363542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=197845653241363542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/197845653241363542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/197845653241363542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/slept-quite-late-yesterday-d-chiong.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ShKvWHw3hRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/grlOsBGISTc/s72-c/DSC01225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-7019498936530005131</id><published>2009-05-15T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:42:25.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally dawn on me that my hectic life is just STARTING&lt;br /&gt;freaaak :D&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i shall stay happyyyy. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio is a total gone case.&lt;br /&gt;i just really really hope that i can pass D:&lt;br /&gt;weiting badly wants to pass her bio D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies test next week.&lt;br /&gt;with all the projects.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it will end up like my bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies are bleak D:&lt;br /&gt;and to SOMEONE out there, can you pass your tests with flying colours!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;cos apparently if you flunk a test, I WILL FLUNK IT =.=&lt;br /&gt;freak. telepathy with you is so not great. LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to job attachment.&lt;br /&gt;seriously hope that i will get a job.&lt;br /&gt;which means salary&lt;br /&gt;which means&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG ZOMG :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAS&lt;br /&gt;ulterior motive :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers are pmsing everyday now D:&lt;br /&gt;and its so scary!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;think we are changing seats on monday&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;my new seat has a good "feng shui"&lt;br /&gt;for multi tasking, sleeping, in fact doing all the bad stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;everything except paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;LOLSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;*EXCITED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i will miss karyn's craziness&lt;br /&gt;sara's emo face every morning D:&lt;br /&gt;boon throwing letters infront, kicking my chair, doing lamestuff&lt;br /&gt;jean sitting beside me and asking me to stop smsing and giving me the pissed face&lt;br /&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;accckk&lt;br /&gt;maybe changing seat is not at all a good thing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not think about my work D:&lt;br /&gt;since it will stress me up alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;and i will probably break down :O&lt;br /&gt;HEHE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit test was pretty okay today. i mean, i will probably get C5 lurh.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i will pass :D&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;the rubbish article she gave us about why you will love someone due to the way your brain works doesnt help at all =.=&lt;br /&gt;so what if i know that falling in love is due to your brain and not heart.&lt;br /&gt;IS DOESNT CONNECT WITH THESEUS LEADERSHIP AT ALL =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently feeling stress for no reason&lt;br /&gt;wooots!&lt;br /&gt;i am obsessed over the song&lt;br /&gt; DONT TRUST ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lorraine&gt;&gt; yea baby! JUNE HOLIS :D JUST THE BOTH OF US :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben &gt;&gt; stubborn boy D: bad bad boy! later i ask your ahem wife ahem dont love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaibaby&gt;&gt; OI BLIND POK! GO HAVE YOUR EYE CHECK LA. I LINKED YOU LIKE MONTHS AGO IDIOTTTT=.= tsk tsk. did jianliang comment any thing negative? LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7019498936530005131?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7019498936530005131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7019498936530005131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7019498936530005131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7019498936530005131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-dawn-on-me-that-my-hectic-life.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8597249832163460482</id><published>2009-05-11T16:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:04:15.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;yay yay :D&lt;br /&gt;shall not post about camp.&lt;br /&gt;i will die if i post every single detail about it.&lt;br /&gt;is fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;and super high during campfire. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the camp though.&lt;br /&gt;more like i dont want to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;and face my bio, lit and math test&lt;br /&gt;and the tonnes of homework i got to complete.&lt;br /&gt;should just stay at the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it. no one likes mugging.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for LD meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;so left the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;did quite abit of editing.&lt;br /&gt;LEFT ALOT MORE TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;hate being a director.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall just post all the Zi lian pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XIN YI AND JIAN! KOPE THE PICS FROM MY BLOG. I LAZY SEND :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0KbYGiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KKVa9O3HV0Q/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0KbYGiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KKVa9O3HV0Q/s320/DSC01283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334484967958780450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0dv7EpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6Em4SESBQdE/s1600-h/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0dv7EpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6Em4SESBQdE/s320/DSC01284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334484973145232018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0iIeE_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/w3b2JpDuSNA/s1600-h/DSC01286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0iIeE_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/w3b2JpDuSNA/s320/DSC01286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334484974321931250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl01J6QbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tLtpY-i3pF4/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl01J6QbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tLtpY-i3pF4/s320/DSC01290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334484979428245938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl1ER1QoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_hDiVD4mDnU/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl1ER1QoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_hDiVD4mDnU/s320/DSC01300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334484983488004738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCD_zJlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Xm6fvOgDX5s/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCD_zJlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Xm6fvOgDX5s/s320/DSC01318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486306262296146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOLS. NO PUBLIC ETIQUETTE. TSK TSK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCQFvfKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6j78KYudsm4/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCQFvfKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6j78KYudsm4/s320/DSC01327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486309508447394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for clarification : We're not trying to be poser =.= we were just too bored of the script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCrT-ldI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T9gjuj4MtAc/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnCrT-ldI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T9gjuj4MtAc/s320/DSC01328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486316815914450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnB9JYyNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WIxGSOl6XYk/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnB9JYyNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WIxGSOl6XYk/s320/DSC01309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486304423463122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnC6Qac2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5J7m_LV4WSI/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnC6Qac2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5J7m_LV4WSI/s320/DSC01331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486320827495266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfnn-39E9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/HqOIRtqTxuE/s1600-h/DSC01353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfnn-39E9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/HqOIRtqTxuE/s320/DSC01353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486957722244050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i broke the first rule :D i used my phone.&lt;br /&gt;second rule broken too. apparently loads of books were scattered around us.&lt;br /&gt;books title are recommended to remain unknown. LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnnkHUufI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kcPdw1NByVo/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnnkHUufI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kcPdw1NByVo/s320/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486950538951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EHEH! we got do work also :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnoIkNa0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/fDWQbNoQv0I/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SgfnoIkNa0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/fDWQbNoQv0I/s320/DSC01369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334486960323783490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAH OKAY FINE. THERE ARE 80+ PICTURES. I DECIDED TO STOP HERE.&lt;br /&gt;TOO LAZY :D&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;xinyi and jian : HAPPY KOPING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to mug.&lt;br /&gt;i am screwed for bio test.&lt;br /&gt;i havent do m lit homework.&lt;br /&gt;freaaakkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&gt;&gt; you so not enthu la! you were like stoning while ur class is cheering. tsk tsk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwachies&gt;&gt; LOLS. qiaoer being sarcastic la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie&gt;&gt; yea camp quite fun la :D and again, QIAOER BEING SARCASTIC! lols. no one can sense her sarcasm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaibaby&gt;&gt; SORRRRYY LAA. USED TO IT :D get use to me baby! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8597249832163460482?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8597249832163460482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8597249832163460482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8597249832163460482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8597249832163460482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sgfl0KbYGiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KKVa9O3HV0Q/s72-c/DSC01283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-3737931420484829347</id><published>2009-05-04T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:22:55.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAKA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i dunno whether you'll see this but still, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty great day today.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i am very very pai kia today D:&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked into the school today to see mrs goh and ms tan shu wei stationing at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were preparing for some Primary one orientation stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i realised it was too early.&lt;br /&gt;it only dawned on me that it is again,&lt;br /&gt;something related to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;swine flu &lt;/span&gt;when mrs goh asked me whether i am well=.=&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMLY.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the sign "unwell students"&lt;br /&gt;obviously, weiting sarted laughing and i am trying to control my laughter,&lt;br /&gt;since no one is talking to me and i'll look reatrded if i am laughing to myself.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;our projector screwed up today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have loads of "whiteboard" lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;din get back math paper today D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. maybe i should be happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;this isnt exactly the right time to get traumatise&lt;br /&gt;judging from the er... quite alot of problems i have back at home.&lt;br /&gt;and yea, homework is piling up D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEITING WILL SURVIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; happened!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;i actually got an A2 for my chinese paper! unbelievable right???&lt;br /&gt;*nods head vigorously*&lt;br /&gt;haahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;APRIL POWER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was giving sherwood the super &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt; face during geog lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;and i was mumbling under my breath how she should actually learn to use slideshow&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, maybe my face was super super dao,&lt;br /&gt;she keep looking over at me.&lt;br /&gt;so i will just fake this SUPER DUPER FAKE INNOCENT SMILE&lt;br /&gt;and pretend to copy down notes.&lt;br /&gt;she obviously knew i wasnt paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas :D&lt;br /&gt;so she ended her lesson with this impactful statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Girls, please go through what we have learnt from wetted perimeter again. i am talking about those who HAD PAID ATTENTION DURING MY LESSON" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*looks at weiting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*weiting just dao as if she dunno sherwood is talking about her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;weiting is going to mug hard for geog so that she can get an A1&lt;br /&gt;and maybe with that,&lt;br /&gt;if sherwood is ever going to scold me,&lt;br /&gt;i can throw this at her and says&lt;br /&gt;"erm... i get an A1 without paying attention you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ZOMG. SOUNDS SO EGO AND ARROGANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CANNOT... DELETE DELETE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOLS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i should just dao her.&lt;br /&gt;instead of making sucha arrogant statement which will probably make me puke.&lt;br /&gt;lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;slept at 3 yesterday D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accckk!&lt;br /&gt;bad for health D:&lt;br /&gt;nono. must sleep early :D&lt;br /&gt;was actually fretting over this issue yeaterday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks someone for being there for me to rant though :D&lt;br /&gt;if not i will probably just sit there and emo&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i stayed up to keep that person entertained,&lt;br /&gt;or the other way round :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;apparently, my homework for today is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- helena soliloquy (not due tmr :D procrastinate...)&lt;br /&gt;- english comprehension ( i ought to die for looking for trouble and ask for this =.=)&lt;br /&gt;- bio worksheet (i dont even understand. i wasnt paying attention. lols)&lt;br /&gt;- math worksheet, SURDS (yea yea. jsut die together will indices and log )&lt;br /&gt;- CINESE GONG HAN (OH WTH. I THINK I NO NEED SLEEP TONIGHT D;)&lt;br /&gt;- geog plot assymetrical channel graph (erm... i wasnt listening when she told us the instruction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING AT 2 AGAIN I THINK =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMP IS THE DAY AFTER TMR!&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I SURVIVE WITHOUT HANDPHONE?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3737931420484829347?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3737931420484829347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3737931420484829347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3737931420484829347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3737931420484829347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-kaka-okay-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6267536900093147689</id><published>2009-05-02T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:01:52.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOPPING SPREEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. not exactly a spree. but still :D is fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs. camwhore like siao with jean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet at 12.15 at compasspoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she was late. AS USUAL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bused to tampines mall!&lt;br /&gt;whoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean bought this super cute pair of shoes there.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy toooo&lt;br /&gt;but i was in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i-love-tank-top mode&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;so no shoes caught my eyes :D&lt;br /&gt;though now i regret not buying D:&lt;br /&gt;and jean was super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she was so blur that she walked right into the SHOPW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INDOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAS. COS IT WAS TRANSPARENT!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHS. JEAN PONG :D&lt;br /&gt;ate at subway for lunch/break :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*SHIT. THE COOKIE IS STILL IN MY BAG. RUNS TO TAKE IT OUT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dhoby&lt;/span&gt; afterwards to get my tank top!&lt;br /&gt;if not i am dying.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COTTON ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS :D&lt;br /&gt;is suppose to be 2 for 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but some idiot like jean wong refused to buy with me =.=&lt;br /&gt;ended up paying 12.95 for it instead.&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHH&lt;br /&gt;TANK TOPPPP :D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THOSE CUTE LITTLE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EARRINGS&lt;/span&gt; AT PLAZA SING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;compass point&lt;/span&gt; afterwards cos jean was so upset she couldnt get her high waist skirt. hahahahs&lt;br /&gt;finally saw this pretty cute one&lt;br /&gt;but is like 30 plus...&lt;br /&gt;so we were in the dilemma and spam smsing people and calling them to ask them to dissuade us from buying.&lt;br /&gt;lols :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;they succeeded by giving us the philosophy of finanical crisis.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT I STILL WANT IT LEHHH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND JEAN TOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;i shall reflect about it and see whether i should buyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;30 bucks abit ex leh!&lt;br /&gt;but compared to the 40 bucks tank top i want, is still cheap :D&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. i din buy my red hair band D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hougang mall&lt;/span&gt; afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;my last station.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;din get anything there.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... blisters on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs&lt;br /&gt;shop for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;if not for someone i wont even come online please -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person better be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i am left with loads of homework -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfxdrnAOxoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EfwSKOgtjTo/s1600-h/DSC03650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfxdrnAOxoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EfwSKOgtjTo/s320/DSC03650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331239062685533826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahahs. ignore our zi lian ness. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfxdsKulY5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/dNXSEdB33o8/s1600-h/DSC03645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfxdsKulY5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/dNXSEdB33o8/s320/DSC03645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331239072275194770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is super ugly -.- i just post for fun. this pair of shoes totally. ZOMG. hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND THERE IS THIS SUPER GROSS GAY FLASHER IN THE MRT WHICH TOTALLY MAKES ME WANT TO PUKE AND TRAUMATISE ME&lt;br /&gt;I THINK HE SHOULD TOTALLY PULL HIS PANTS HIGHER AND SHIRT LOWER&lt;br /&gt;AND KEEP THOSE GROSSS (ZOMG EWWW) HAIR TO HIMSELF =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6267536900093147689?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6267536900093147689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6267536900093147689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6267536900093147689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6267536900093147689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-spreee-okay-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfxdrnAOxoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EfwSKOgtjTo/s72-c/DSC03650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-8895949046747697561</id><published>2009-05-01T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:17:53.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>labour day = chiong homework day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... labour day. how true that line is. i am totally slogging my guts out for all my homework&lt;br /&gt;and i am left with a whole mountain of them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently tomorrow will be my shopping trip :D heh&lt;br /&gt;so i wont be home the whole dayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta chiong everything out on sunday which in my own sentiment, is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCCCKKK. teachers whould just let us off :D&lt;br /&gt;we should just send them off to snow mountain :D&lt;br /&gt;heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept so late last night-.- THANKS TO SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;WHO STUPID STUPID GO DRINK COFFEE. THEN CANT SLEEP OR SMTH LIKE THAT-.-&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12 today.&lt;br /&gt;half the day POOF!&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently nothing much interesting happen today.&lt;br /&gt;yea, its just labour day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WOOOOTS! SHOPPING SPREE TOMORROWWWW :D&lt;br /&gt;shall end this super short post here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dreading camp =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8895949046747697561?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8895949046747697561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8895949046747697561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8895949046747697561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8895949046747697561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-day-chiong-homework-day-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4442259129065164406</id><published>2009-04-30T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:12:05.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF APRIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month past really fast and  is fun and crazy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;screwed math up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty badly though D:&lt;br /&gt;i badly want an A1 D:&lt;br /&gt;nevermind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is not going to affect weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully~&lt;br /&gt;if i get an B3 or whatsoever, it'll just mark the end of my life. since i cant even get a decent A2 for indices, i will just flunk log. like really badly.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks FRIEND for helping me with my math yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;without the "tuition" i think i sure flunk&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was emoing after screwing up my math test,&lt;br /&gt;i totally heck my injury and just run the 2.4&lt;br /&gt;was the first in the class&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly-.-&lt;br /&gt;and i realise is because those fast runners were jogging super slowly today.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i manage to reach first.&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;sort of sprinted the six rounds. since i am emoing, i dont exactly feel my injury hurting.&lt;br /&gt;until i did standing broad jump&lt;br /&gt;zomg.&lt;br /&gt;i only manage to jumped 1.70 -.-&lt;br /&gt;gotta pray for a speedy recovery!!!&lt;br /&gt;my injury is resricting me from loads of stuff D:&lt;br /&gt;my SBJ used to be 2 metres plus.&lt;br /&gt;ACKKK&lt;br /&gt;i want gold for napfaaaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank smoothie for recess since i dont have any appetite :D&lt;br /&gt;chinese was crappiiinnnggggg&lt;br /&gt;chem was just chem -.-&lt;br /&gt;assembly was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;our forum discussion was so lame -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about school spirit.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, true enough, promoting school spirit is an important factor.&lt;br /&gt;but to us students, the heavy workload and school attire is much more of our concern.&lt;br /&gt;especially EARRINGS.&lt;br /&gt;it is normal for school rules to have school rules stating that only earsticks are allowed.&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTT....&lt;br /&gt;demanding us to wear transparent ear sticks is abit too much laaaa... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house meeting was super boring. almost fell asleep. HEH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD was just normal. lols. me and xinyi script actually got chosen to be staged as one of the 7 better ones.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. yea, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thank someone&lt;/span&gt; for that.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;and i am the director. i shall be a nice director :D dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs. need alot of commitment D: blehh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers want us to die.&lt;br /&gt;my so called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LONG WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt; has so much work that i think i cant finish them -.-&lt;br /&gt;1) bio paper&lt;br /&gt;2) chinese yue du ji cheng (i am not doing :D)&lt;br /&gt;3) elit midsummer nights dream soliloquy&lt;br /&gt;4) chem paper&lt;br /&gt;5) geog graded assignment&lt;br /&gt;6) math worksheet. ON LOG-.-&lt;br /&gt;7) social studies coursework&lt;br /&gt;8) plus some micellanous stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those teachers just want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SQQQUUUEEEEZZZE&lt;/span&gt; the tests into the pathetic two school days we are having next week&lt;br /&gt;english discussion essay and chinese gong han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i cant afford to flunk both. if not, i will just screwed up D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a tiring day.... :D i want to sleeeeep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh oh :D&lt;/span&gt; if i found 50 bucks on the floor, i'll treat you to SUSHIII :D if not, you can just dream about it :D if i get A1 for my math, yuo can choose &lt;em&gt;Häagen&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Dazs or bens and jerry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;its a promise. and you know who you are-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALLALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;junjie&gt;&gt; cannot bully my qiaoerrr :D heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&gt;&gt; yah la yah la. i shall say loud loud "i love you qiaoer!"&lt;br /&gt;in case you so jealous of ahem ahem :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the SPAM CALLING MOODDDDD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;camp in 5more days... D: = no more phone in 5 more days D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4442259129065164406?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4442259129065164406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4442259129065164406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4442259129065164406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4442259129065164406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-of-april-this-month-past.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4316269247280806423</id><published>2009-04-29T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:39:58.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just anotherrrr DAY D:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flunk chinese&lt;/span&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i shall agree with someone that it is an universal flunking subject. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;did heart dissection for bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS OUT&lt;br /&gt;i almost puke-.-&lt;br /&gt;and i have not much appetite for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;do you know how gross it is to actually stick your fingers through the aorta?&lt;br /&gt;or even cut the bloody cold heart into half?!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE DYING-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby declare i am failing log.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;out of 10 questions, i got like errrr? 1 correct?&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS. APPLAUDE-.-&lt;br /&gt;i rawk right?&lt;br /&gt;i know-.-&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to pass math-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND THERE IS A TEST TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO GOING TO BOOST MY CONFIDENCE-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently jason is going to leave after today's literature lesson.&lt;br /&gt;which means nair is coming back&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to die D:&lt;br /&gt;i dont&lt;br /&gt;zomg&lt;br /&gt;like her-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon treat me lunch. woots.&lt;br /&gt;probably to make up for her embarrassing act in the washroom lols.&lt;br /&gt;i was hiding in the cubicle smsing, without locking the door,&lt;br /&gt;and she just barge in -.-&lt;br /&gt;she locked both of us inside the cubicle and started screaming. sort of&lt;br /&gt;and i started laughing nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;the worst part is the conversation we had in the cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;CENSORED&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAAHS&lt;br /&gt;everyone was staring at us when we came out of the washroom D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pon math remedial&lt;br /&gt;ooops&lt;br /&gt;pai kia D:&lt;br /&gt;went macs instead :D&lt;br /&gt;camwhored&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i'll post the picture of me and boon together&lt;br /&gt;if not she'll accuse me of loving qiaoer more since i posted me and qiaoer's pic -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. i shall post one with our face half hidden :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfgrsrB32GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gVuUxRv7V50/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfgrsrB32GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gVuUxRv7V50/s320/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330058205457799266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are you happy now boon? lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i shall mug math. LATER&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to D:&lt;br /&gt;indices, standard form and compound interest.&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna die at standard form.&lt;br /&gt;its precisely of because of standard form thats why i refused to take physics -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay, partly because of it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apparently, jason says blogging is a form of soliloquy (monologue), cos you are sort of expressing and pouring out all your thoughts. it doesnt matter to me though. hahahs. since i talked to the mirror everyday :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEKABOOOOOOOOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4316269247280806423?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4316269247280806423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4316269247280806423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4316269247280806423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4316269247280806423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/woots-today-is-just-anotherrrr-day-d.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfgrsrB32GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gVuUxRv7V50/s72-c/DSC01268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-5229270533992067191</id><published>2009-04-28T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:11:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am born!!!&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago. currently lying in the hospital :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS JUST SO GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHALL THANK ALL MY FRIENDS :D&lt;br /&gt;SEARCH FOR YOUR NAMES&lt;br /&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, thank this ridiculous friend (anonymous) who stay up late specially for me -.- yea... apparently we both almost died during lesson today :D and thank that friend for haunting me at night by prank calling me. lols. and chat till like 1am which is apparantly the cause of my headache-.-&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. but still thanks loads! i really aprreciate it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO GAVE ME HUGS, PRESENTS, WISHES, SMSES, PHONE CALLS, CARDS, AND BIRTHDAY SONG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to...&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;boon&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&lt;br /&gt;diana&lt;br /&gt;lydia&lt;br /&gt;tjong&lt;br /&gt;xinyi&lt;br /&gt;linjian&lt;br /&gt;chai baby&lt;br /&gt;lynette&lt;br /&gt;karyn&lt;br /&gt;kaka&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FORGET IT, JSUT THE WHOLE 3HOPE :D for the wonderful birthday song that totally got my blushing :D&lt;br /&gt;follow by...&lt;br /&gt;jenna&lt;br /&gt;sheryl&lt;br /&gt;ezor&lt;br /&gt;yangyi&lt;br /&gt;ryuto&lt;br /&gt;louis&lt;br /&gt;xinren&lt;br /&gt;raymond&lt;br /&gt;hoekang&lt;br /&gt;ben&lt;br /&gt;ting jun&lt;br /&gt;elwin&lt;br /&gt;jared&lt;br /&gt;kenny&lt;br /&gt;zhong hao&lt;br /&gt;jonathan&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;and loads more&lt;br /&gt;cant remember D:&lt;br /&gt;SORRY IF I LEAVE YOUR NAME OUT D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks all my crazy friends who hugged me at the corridor :D&lt;br /&gt;and all my crazy juniors which if i name them, will take eternity, keep hugging me and saying happy birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, thanks tab and xueshi too. for the WONDERFUL -.- sms.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i cant remember the rest.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SORRY D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i leave your name out, tag me! and claim credits. lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great 15 birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spamming over 200+ smses&lt;br /&gt;thanks friends!&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;and i love all the presents :D&lt;br /&gt;although i will be receiving at least like 8 belated ones -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahhaahhs&lt;br /&gt;nevermind&lt;br /&gt;everyone is busy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons are zomg today-.-&lt;br /&gt;homework. ACKKKK. WHY MUST THEY PILE EVERYTHING TO TODAY?!&lt;br /&gt;and yea apparently, i was made to watch how people dissect heart ON MY BRITHDAY&lt;br /&gt;and i am going to dissect one tmr -.-&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE RECESS&lt;br /&gt;so wonderful right?!&lt;br /&gt;i will probably just vomit everything out.&lt;br /&gt;cos the thought of cutting all the veins and aorta just disgust me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;bravo my fifteen birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;i will stay cheerful no matter what :D&lt;br /&gt;liek example, failing tomorrow's chinese test -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&gt;&gt; WHATEVER. you are always fourteen days AUNTIER than me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie&gt;&gt;hahas. no need present laaaaa :D lols. thanks thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoekang&gt;&gt; ZOMG.YOU DAMN CUTE.HAHAHAHAHHAS. nevermind laaaa. no need present :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH.&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I FOGETTTT my beloved mom and dad for the wonderful gift :D&lt;br /&gt;love them loads!&lt;br /&gt;i was so touch :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEITING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-5229270533992067191?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5229270533992067191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5229270533992067191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5229270533992067191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5229270533992067191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-weiting-i-am-born-15.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-315469862331620807</id><published>2009-04-27T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:31:38.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOPAHOLIC~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday shopping trip was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;crazy time roaming the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;orchard&lt;/span&gt; to find diana's present but to no avail D:&lt;br /&gt;crap and les with my dear qiao er as usual :D&lt;br /&gt;LOADS OF FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate since we were sharing some dark secrets while shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;brought with my around 100bucks.&lt;br /&gt;and i must say this is my most successful time not spending a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;on clothes.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WOW. i was so surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwvjXvkWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AOblBaakSmg/s1600-h/DSC01179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwvjXvkWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AOblBaakSmg/s320/DSC01179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360065058017634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camwhore outside this shop window :D lols. thats a glimpse of my mushroom head for those who are interested :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwv0lPbvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HRTU8k7cEG8/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwv0lPbvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HRTU8k7cEG8/s320/DSC01258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360069678034674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAY! inside the washroom :D lols. its blur. thats why qiaoer GAVE ME THE CONSENT to post -.- if not i'm not even allowed to post. bleh~:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND ROUND OF SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went plaza sing with mom at night.&lt;br /&gt;at least i bought something :D&lt;br /&gt;shorts.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;since the weather is so hot D: blehbleh&lt;br /&gt;25 bucks :D&lt;br /&gt;bought some yoghurt too~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THRID ROUND OF SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today today :D&lt;br /&gt;yayness!&lt;br /&gt;went orchard with boon today :D&lt;br /&gt;orchard again :D lols&lt;br /&gt;spent around 14 bucks on hair accessories and XXXX cannot say&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;is our little secret :D&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING QUEEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;and i want that 40 bucks tanktop! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH&lt;br /&gt;i only brought 15 bucks todayyyy D:&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOURTH ROUND OF SHOPPING TRIP THIS SATURDAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i may be getting another on friday :D&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;zomg&lt;br /&gt;i want that tanktop D: badly D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today lesson was pretty okay~&lt;br /&gt;trying to be attentive during chinese lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;and since lilan was pretty much crapping&lt;br /&gt;i did listen a little.&lt;br /&gt;better than none :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was so =.=&lt;br /&gt;i actually paid so much attention and take notes like the first time in my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;i am super proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;*pats weiting*&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;weiting is sucha good girl :D&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, weiting is still having rebellious thoughts in her head :D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas&lt;br /&gt;planning to rebel against sherwood with jeanette :D&lt;br /&gt;and give her a tutorial on how to use slideshows to conduxt lessons -.-&lt;br /&gt;and switch off the FRONT LIGHTS .&lt;br /&gt;NOT BACK LIGHTS -.-&lt;br /&gt;and leave the front lights on -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially not satisfied with my birthday shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay back tomorrow D:&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHH&lt;br /&gt;for social studies and LD&lt;br /&gt;like so wondeful right -.-&lt;br /&gt;they should just kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONO.&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to die on my birthday like shakespeare :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEKABOOS!&lt;br /&gt;(shit. i am suppose to start acting more mature. damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwwKzbW8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/A6nvGwcXB9M/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwwKzbW8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/A6nvGwcXB9M/s320/DSC01184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360075643116482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS STRAWBERRIES ARE SO ADORABLE! SO REDDDD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwwR4_qxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KAPepO3ohoc/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwwR4_qxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KAPepO3ohoc/s320/DSC01185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360077545515794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IS SO CUTE RIGHT?!?! ZOMG. SAY YES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&gt;&gt; yea... you have a bird brain -.- and of course i love you right?! DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon&gt;&gt; WHAT?! is not random lorrr :D is just... er... er... RESOLUTIONS. AHAHAHHAHs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoekang&gt;&gt; you should start long ago right -.- lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie&gt;&gt; HAHAHAHS. CORRECT. absolutely right. HER tingjun :D and hoekang is guai kia. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEAN&gt;&gt; you stop the bleony thing. if not i'll join force with them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-315469862331620807?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/315469862331620807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=315469862331620807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/315469862331620807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/315469862331620807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopaholic-saturday-shopping-trip-was.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SfWwvjXvkWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AOblBaakSmg/s72-c/DSC01179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-4416331357384948956</id><published>2009-04-24T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:51:19.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyo! :D&lt;br /&gt;cant remeber what really happened the past few days&lt;br /&gt;just know that it has been great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;ran 2.4 despite my leg injury.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not 2.4. 2km&lt;br /&gt;soppted for one run as my leg is really giving up on me.&lt;br /&gt;was biting my lips throughout.&lt;br /&gt;on the verge of seeing chai giving up, i decided to join her and motivate her although the pain is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;i just love to push myself to the limits :D&lt;br /&gt;and persevere.&lt;br /&gt;so throughout, i just keep shouting, "chai dont give up!"&lt;br /&gt;a reminder to myself not to give up too :D&lt;br /&gt;she did a great job of sprinting at the last 50metres or so.&lt;br /&gt;my injury hurts like mad. so i just keep shouting to her while i stop.&lt;br /&gt;timing was 16mins.&lt;br /&gt;due to the hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;but she can definitely do better.&lt;br /&gt;WAY TO GO CHAI BABY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went arts house for CCA. did some shakespeare stuff since its his birthday i guess.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea, happy birthday Mr william shakespeare. and happy death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;i will never want to die on 28 april D:&lt;br /&gt;although my friends all say is cool -.-&lt;br /&gt;went home with xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;camwhore along singapore river like some tourist&lt;br /&gt;and we camwhore with ho chih minh&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sucks D:&lt;br /&gt;was having fluuu D:&lt;br /&gt;was sneezing throughout chem test and felt so miserable&lt;br /&gt;bleh bleh bleh&lt;br /&gt;planned to go shopping with boon.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently she want go home sleep -.-&lt;br /&gt;and she injure her back.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;and she slapped me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and qiao er has bird brainnnn D:&lt;br /&gt;she.&lt;br /&gt;zomg&lt;br /&gt;screwed big time.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant bear to be angry at her -.-&lt;br /&gt;(useless weiting) * slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday shopping tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;are you excited weiting??? *nods head vigorously*&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I OFFICIALLY DECLARE WEITING FREE FROM WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall not do her homework until sunday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall not study for math test until the day before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall DAO her chinese test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and she probably will flunk it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall enjoy herself tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY! WEITING ROCKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;i shall strive to be a good girl in FIFTEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall stop giving her teacher the dao face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting will TRY TO pay a little attention during chinese lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting SHALL TRY TO slaps herself awake during chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall listen to papa and mama in the coming year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall stop having all the rebellious thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;EXAMPLES: thinking of organising some school walk out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall stop laughing at her phone or computer screen so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall stop laughing randomly during lesson time and scaring her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall continue to be the HOMEWORK PROVIDING SOURCE for her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall stop thinking of flushing herself down the toilet bowl so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall stop having split personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall start loving herself more than she loves her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall start to save money :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall continue to smile everyday and stay happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall stop doing PEEKABOOS to the mirror for self entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weiting shall continue to love her BESTIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weiting shall try to keep this blog alive in the next one year :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY RESOLUTION&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;i think the paying attention during chinese will be a big step&lt;br /&gt;NONO&lt;br /&gt;the keeping awake will be ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to qiaoer i shld reply the hwachies person, cos i love her more.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&gt;&gt; hwachies: cos i love qiaoer more. lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. anyone wants to import bleony from other countries as my birthday present?&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSSIBLE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4416331357384948956?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4416331357384948956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4416331357384948956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4416331357384948956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4416331357384948956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoyo-d-cant-remeber-what-really.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4770804630313172078</id><published>2009-04-20T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:24:23.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a short post of recent events since i have loads of homework actually. and chem test D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week past really fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major highlight other than the usual lessing with qiao er and boon, was being caught using phone in class.&lt;br /&gt;well, lucky me din get confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i still dont like nair. i mean, she so weird. i cant stand her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;forget it. dont want to talk about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean came over on saturday just to skipped her french test. and since my leg is injured, currently still injured, we cant go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;our plan was to do HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but in the end, she was sort of copying plus doing and i am scribbling nonsense :D&lt;br /&gt;which i am tempted to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;but she REFUSED TO LET ME D:&lt;br /&gt;yeah the usual rumour stuff :D but on pen and paper... nicely decorated wedding card. lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advanced celebration for my birthday in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;thanks gor for the treat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was chioing homework day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went for hair cut. my hair is freaking short now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went for hair treatment too.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid machine look so weird on my head -.-&lt;br /&gt;and steam keep oozing out.&lt;br /&gt;so its as if my head is exploding or smth-.-&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoy the treatment though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today with that retarded ankle guard -.-&lt;br /&gt;was super high in the morning due to the influence of boon.&lt;br /&gt;she was high cos of the supposedly sex ed during cme.&lt;br /&gt;but it was postpone or smth. so she was disappointed. lols =.=&lt;br /&gt;crazy les. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;lessons was BORING. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to argumentative essays :D gotta do loads of newspaper cutting though D:&lt;br /&gt;boon is sickk D: okay headache, but still... poor thing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal was great. conducted the wonderful TABZOR chem lesson.&lt;br /&gt;covered a "basic theory for compounds", "lab lesson"  and "ionic equation"&lt;br /&gt;lols. i cant post the pictures here D:&lt;br /&gt;if not tab will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;she started it first by saying ahem ahem -.-&lt;br /&gt;so its not my fault :D&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should consider posting them up...&lt;br /&gt;depends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh. diana's birthday is tomorrow D: havent get her present yet. i am so deaddd&lt;br /&gt;and i think she got mine already.&lt;br /&gt;i should just die&lt;br /&gt;shuch a bad friend&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD FLUSH MYSELF DOWN THE TOILET BOWL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to people who are sick out there "GET WELL SOONN" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4770804630313172078?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4770804630313172078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4770804630313172078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4770804630313172078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4770804630313172078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/happiness-just-short-post-of-recent.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4369133638958178746</id><published>2009-04-14T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:24:31.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;i am super high at the moment now :D&lt;br /&gt;stress level is high nowadays. but somehow, i take it in stride easily.&lt;br /&gt;and i get "higher" as days go by....&lt;br /&gt;maybe that are signs and symptoms of insanity. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i should stop laughing to myself now.&lt;br /&gt;like some retard. lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! monday was great. in school i mean. easter egg from boon :D&lt;br /&gt;have great time during lessons :D&lt;br /&gt;slacking i mean :D&lt;br /&gt;geog test was actually manageable. even though i screwed up the LORMS part. but i deserve to screw up. since i just too lazy to study and skip the entire chapter. but i dont care :D YAY!&lt;br /&gt;took back my three math tests.&lt;br /&gt;i wont say my results are bad... but still. not within my expectations. nevermind... i shall workhard :D (say only laaa :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was emoing yesterday night. lols.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to these few peple who were crapping with me.&lt;br /&gt;i started laughing&lt;br /&gt;cant stop&lt;br /&gt;everything cured :D hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;crazy weiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was great today. though tired. slept at 2 yesterday night to finish QiaoEr's card -.-&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5 today due to my brother's WONDEFULLY SOFT AND MEEK alarm. is so freaking soft that it woke me up though we are a wall and one door away-.-&lt;br /&gt;and he said that is my fault. cos i shouldnt wake up if i dont want to. WHAT LOGIC?!&lt;br /&gt;i need to request for sound proof door for my room for my birthday-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the later half of the day was pretty slack since i spent 1hour 30 mins taking care of marie.&lt;br /&gt;poor girl. had bad cramps until she cant walk.&lt;br /&gt;so we just sit at the corridor for that 1 hour 30 mins and pon lessons.&lt;br /&gt;lols. the teachers cant say anything! cos she is trembling. from the intense pain.&lt;br /&gt;girls are cursed with this kind of issues. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so obsessed with the word YOYO. hahahs. for dunno what reason.&lt;br /&gt;shall go learn my chinese spelling now...&lt;br /&gt;if not i gotta prepare to flunk it -.-&lt;br /&gt;blehhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHAY TO QIAOER, ELWIN and SHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&gt;&gt; bleh... i dont like you D: i want to wat alssoooooo!!! i am so jealouss D: you greedy person. ate six all by urself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingjun&gt;&gt; you dont be nonsensical D: i wont flush hoekang down the toilet bowl -.- and dont say until we got something on between us laaaa! D: he so guai you all still bully him. hhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;if my life is like a titration, you'll be that last drop of alkali that neutralise me totally :D&lt;br /&gt;i love titration :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON! ALL MY FRIENDS WHO ARE SICK AND RUNNING A FEVER OR WHATSOEEVR :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4369133638958178746?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4369133638958178746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4369133638958178746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4369133638958178746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4369133638958178746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahahahs-i-am-super-high-at-moment-now.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4240161365909523941</id><published>2009-04-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:41:42.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo hoo&lt;br /&gt;ting xie&lt;br /&gt;i hate ting xie&lt;br /&gt;ting xie is so rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially emoing due to some reasons that i cant post it on this rubbish blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue to emo&lt;br /&gt;and heck ting xie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to qiao er, sheryl and elwin though&lt;br /&gt;smile through the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4240161365909523941?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4240161365909523941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4240161365909523941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4240161365909523941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4240161365909523941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoo-hoo-ting-xie-i-hate-ting-xie-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8090999451559207663</id><published>2009-04-11T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:41:33.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weiting has been missing for days.&lt;br /&gt;from facebook&lt;br /&gt;from MSN&lt;br /&gt;and etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more social life D:&lt;br /&gt;i am not even suppose to be here!&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to be mugging for my 74 pages of geog.&lt;br /&gt;BY MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;i think i am so gonna dieeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to memorise 15 cheng yu sentences and mo4 xie 3 and chi spelling by wed...&lt;br /&gt;DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently LD script is driving me insaneee&lt;br /&gt;and my unseen prose -.-&lt;br /&gt;and my other nonsensical homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test on friday. AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;why are they torturing us like that??? hmmm... they need to go for brain checkup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate. i am going to flush myself down the toilet bowl D:&lt;br /&gt;streesssness :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. but i am still happy :D&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i din go on MSN, it is not surprising that my sms is like BOMBBB.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me too much peopleeee :D&lt;br /&gt;i will be back!&lt;br /&gt;on monday after the irritating geog test. that is 74 pages SHORT -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoekang&gt;&gt; lols :D i flush you down the toilet bowl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie&gt;&gt; dont underestimate the power of weiting! :D muahuahuahuahua :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiaoer&gt;&gt; ahahaha! your birthday is soooo not unique lor :D unlike WEITING'S :D heh. what you want for your birthday ??!?!?!?!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&gt;&gt; awww... i am so sorrryyy!!! but no one know is you righttttt. they just know is this X man.&lt;br /&gt;X MAN!!! omg. i am so lame. hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon&gt;&gt; no time laaaa :D hahahahs. i sooo busy. not like someone still got time go WATCH MOVIE D:  and if i want put i also put your name first right? hahahas! do you feel honoured? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS WEITING TO LOCATE HERRRR :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8090999451559207663?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8090999451559207663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8090999451559207663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8090999451559207663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8090999451559207663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/weiting-has-been-missing-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4692093669984621161</id><published>2009-04-05T20:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:24:55.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardworking weiting finish her homework so early for once :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;*good job weiting. good job*&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am going crazzzyyyy :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i am so hyper these few dayssss&lt;br /&gt;for i dont know what reason :O&lt;br /&gt;i am left with my english speech corrections though... BORING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do it later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! looking forward to next week outing :D its going to be so fun! wheeee&lt;br /&gt;at least. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week bio test is going to be screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;enzyme... nutrients... and osmosis diffusion.&lt;br /&gt;yucks!&lt;br /&gt;killer topic require all the memory work.&lt;br /&gt;mug mug mug D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to fall in love with Midsummers nights dream :D:D:D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april have loads of birthday babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1st April - Ezor&lt;br /&gt;4th April - Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;5th April - YuenPing&lt;br /&gt;7th April - Louis CHIOBU!&lt;br /&gt;14th April - QiaoEr, Sheryl, Vanessa, Elwin&lt;br /&gt;18th April - Zhi Rong&lt;br /&gt;21th April - Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28th april - WEITING WEITING WEITING!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WEITING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY APRIL BABIES RAWKS! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FELLOW APRIL BABIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiaoer&gt;&gt; nevermind! we can always try again! :D mixed more acid and boil them :D:D:D YAYYAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilfred&gt;&gt; not only blowing up the lab, we still have plans to burn down the whole hwachong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chai&gt;&gt; cos you are an ODD BALL who goes for old guys so that you can inherit their CPF after they die -.- so scheming. tsk tsk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon&gt;&gt; YAY! AGREE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY&gt;&gt; hahahahahs! you should know that chai has a weird taste! and weird obsession over old uncles :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 3 gonna sucks D:&lt;br /&gt;so well, people whom i spam sms, BEWARE i am going to spammmm on week 3 D:&lt;br /&gt;sms gonna bomb :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BLEONY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4692093669984621161?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4692093669984621161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4692093669984621161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4692093669984621161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4692093669984621161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-hardworking-weiting-finish-her.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1472995918797994761</id><published>2009-04-03T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:22:16.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 2 over! so fasttttt. cant belive it&lt;br /&gt;this week is the sleeping late at night and sleeping during lesson time week:D&lt;br /&gt;nice life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday geog was great as usual!&lt;br /&gt;sittting right at the back. the whole white board was covered by the stupid wall.&lt;br /&gt;so everytime she explain something and asked us if we understand&lt;br /&gt;i'll just shout "you mean there's a board???"&lt;br /&gt;cant stand her. she dont even know slideshow exist :O hahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday....&lt;br /&gt;after school was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;tab was driving me insane. but i still love her. since she is my future wife to be (coconut, dont be jealous)&lt;br /&gt;went KAP to celebrate Ezor's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and we were forbade sing birthday song for him.&lt;br /&gt;cos he say its embarrassing. WHATEVER D:&lt;br /&gt;so we sang softly like some thieves. hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;MRTed home with Jean:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was just another normal day...&lt;br /&gt;with LD and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and chem spa.&lt;br /&gt;which me and qiao er almost blow up the lab, cos we were mixing all sorts of chemical. lols&lt;br /&gt;lucky nothing happen:D&lt;br /&gt;online yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;till 2am plus -.-&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to be mugging for matrices.&lt;br /&gt;in the end. keep chatting. din even touch my book&lt;br /&gt;thank god today test was easy.&lt;br /&gt;i will regret if i study.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept during SL today. was sort of semi councious state...&lt;br /&gt;i was super high during lit. i think i am falling in love with shakespearen lang.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to be demetrius and helena at the same time:D and it rawks!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhas&lt;br /&gt;chem leeson was -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay i am starting not to like her. shit. haizzzz. nevermind. cant stand her nowadays. dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;social studies was slackkk :D&lt;br /&gt;chinese was crapp -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal!&lt;br /&gt;ate hot fudge + strawberry sundae.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes boon yen i love you stop getting attention. hahahahahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for the week.&lt;br /&gt;next week will be disastrious. with bio test.&lt;br /&gt;and my homework is a PILE&lt;br /&gt;yay -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEONY &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1472995918797994761?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1472995918797994761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1472995918797994761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1472995918797994761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1472995918797994761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoo-hoo-week-2-over-so-fasttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2601811048825418570</id><published>2009-03-27T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:30:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUNDAY D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrow. like shit D:&lt;br /&gt;week one over....&lt;br /&gt;like omg. so fast :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week two is going to be like shit. worse then shit. cant go online very often le D:&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was super slack. since i am not paying attention to any of the lessons. first lesson was english.&lt;br /&gt;Nair was telling us about her hilarious trainee stories. and soemhow, i was in this laughing craze and i cant stop even though it wasnt at all hilarious. and i am not suppose to laugh that much since the breathing excercises ytd caused my diaphragm to be in intense pain :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math lesson really drives me up the wall. her lessons are BORING. although she is nice (:&lt;br /&gt;passing notes to jean. slacking. literally copying every single thing ont he board. the first time i dont even bother about doing the given practices by math teacher. forget it, flunk math. she is too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY TO 1 hour 5 mins recess :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe. gossip session. OOOPs.&lt;br /&gt;love long recesses :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem lesson was presentation. so well, a little screwed up. but hmm... will put in my best effort for the carrying out out reach programme thing. after all, i already did my best for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies was the bomb. the brave weiting actually manage to nap a little during tan shu wei's lesson. ahahhas. those who know TSW will know that i am super brave. she will probaly kill me if she caught me. PLUS I AM SITTING RIGHT IN FRONT.&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids were too heavy then. cant blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilan wasnt there for the last period. slack and crapped with boon, jean and kaka :D funness. we were all reluctant to do our work. whatever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT QUEEN SIZE BED :D SO SHIOOOOKKK.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind forget it.&lt;br /&gt;D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am too nocturnal. need to adjust my bio clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life now is simply great.&lt;br /&gt;stress is simply loading on to me D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2601811048825418570?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2601811048825418570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2601811048825418570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2601811048825418570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2601811048825418570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-ddd-school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3170831834552471773</id><published>2009-03-26T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:55:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredom...&lt;br /&gt;but i love it :D and enjoys it. since boredom is going to be so rare starting from next week.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think i'll have to time to facebook... online... and blog.&lt;br /&gt;yucks&lt;br /&gt;term 2 is a busy term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep during lilan's lesson today. feel damn bad. everytime will fall asleep during ehr lesson and i sit right in front. and she doesnt scolds. i did tried to pay attention though. but it was just too boing. no offence :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is like some sort of weiting and boon's complaining day. we were complaning bout something for the whole day. hahaahas! yay! love boon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA training was horrendous today. dunno how many puke and casualties after the 5 items. haiz... so weak. hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;come on, i jogged and did some of the 5 itmes despite my horrendous kneee D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated the Jan, Feb, March babies birthday today :D the cake was wonderful. zhen zhen is sucha great baker. i want eat somemore :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZeWkNyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E6HBZPcIO4g/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZeWkNyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E6HBZPcIO4g/s320/DSC01028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516846011004706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the very nice ice cream cake :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZXz6iSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wrEIFXWFdZw/s1600-h/DSC01027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZXz6iSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wrEIFXWFdZw/s320/DSC01027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516844255054114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZIs6biI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MnppNMh-Z9E/s1600-h/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZIs6biI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MnppNMh-Z9E/s320/DSC01026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516840199155234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZNsUDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/cyvaMGReLsQ/s1600-h/DSC01025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZNsUDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/cyvaMGReLsQ/s320/DSC01025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516841538817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dinner with some hwachies. laughing throughout as uausl. they are just so lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;but funnyyy :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;YIPPEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;outings and meeting up is going to be really once in a blue moon after this week. haizzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZh8PDQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gGLR_i1sz2I/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZh8PDQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gGLR_i1sz2I/s320/DSC01031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516846974307586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to ezor! who drew this during his boring chem lesson! :D:D:D yaynesss!!!&lt;br /&gt;totally love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did SL project until 2am+ yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;bravo right?&lt;br /&gt;was slogging my guts out. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit DIBSY for entertaining me while i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;i was just ranting that no one will thank me for contributing so much (and i was right-.-)&lt;br /&gt;and that random guy just said thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it though.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU DAO ME TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO ENTERTAIN ME DURING CCA.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i cant sms during cca nowadays. shittyness&lt;br /&gt;and LD is gonna ends at 6.30 from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;used to be 5.30&lt;br /&gt;then now 6&lt;br /&gt;and 6.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOWWWWW-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY :D&lt;br /&gt;PASS CHEM WITH FLYING COLOURS THOUGH I TOTALLY DIN MUG FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;love it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3170831834552471773?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3170831834552471773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3170831834552471773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3170831834552471773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3170831834552471773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScudZeWkNyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E6HBZPcIO4g/s72-c/DSC01028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-2298359413780514347</id><published>2009-03-25T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:42:57.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EEEEEK.&lt;br /&gt;busy ness...&lt;br /&gt;finish LD script by tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and SL powerpoint slides by friday D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and loads of homwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont want dont want dont want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. doesnt help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my knee is slowy CLOTTING.&lt;br /&gt;like SLOWLYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;nicolehighway: you always so mean to me one lor D: cant you be nice to me for once seeing that i'm injured :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;hwachies: WHO ARE YOUUUUU???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; chaibaby: hahahs! yes i know. just trying to tease you. cos it sounds so wrong and hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons are passing so slowy everyday... haiz... tomorrow gonna be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yongxiang with jean today :D yayness! but i think he was bored the whole trip. cos me and jean keep talking bout things that are not funny and start laughing like two maddies. HAHAHAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNHC IS LOVEEE D: i want xchangeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2298359413780514347?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2298359413780514347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2298359413780514347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2298359413780514347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2298359413780514347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/eeeeek.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8806653001250377086</id><published>2009-03-23T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:53:12.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM OPTIMISTIC.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. randomness. okay i wonder if those hwachies have like good or bad influence on us... after two weeks with them, i'm like supeeerrr slack and i no longer mug for my tests :O omen. PPR tomorrow. aaaccck!&lt;br /&gt;but on a brighter note, YAYNESS! i'm definitely more optimistic :D hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change seating arrangment. still near my bleoved boonyen and jeanette though:D sitting beside karyn. with sara behind me. i think is going to be quite a happy month. but sitting right in front really limits my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE MULTI TASKING which means... i gotta finish my homework everyday and be a good girl&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE CRAPPING TIME&lt;br /&gt;PAY ATTENTION DURING CLASS&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SLEEPING&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SMS (acccccccccckkkkkk) jeanette dont kill me:D hehe. i know you are not suppose to sms in class... but still... temptations. hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting right in front is super tedious for my poor neck. gotta raise it all the way up to look at the screen, and bend all the way down to copy my notes. EEEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog lesson was hilarious today. we were all suppose to go up to the board to write down one usage of river.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote the wondefully correct answer :irrigation&lt;br /&gt;chai wrote :cooking&lt;br /&gt;so mrs sherwood was teasing her saying "how can you cook a river??"&lt;br /&gt;and of course we were laughing and teasing her saying she is going to boil the whole amazon river and throw food in it to cook :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA CHAI'S FAMOUS AMAZON STEAMBOAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i will dine there if you ever manage to boil the whole river :D promise:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knee still hurting. apparently the wound hasent clod yet. i need more white blood cellsss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeek. i am limping nowww.... SADDED D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the get well soon wishes! i hope it wont leave a too obvious scar D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;louis: yeah lar... egoness :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;yongxiang: lameeeee... wonder why you are so interested to get into the convo for racist jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;TJONG: different mah... i see you everyday in school. hahahs. so no need outing with you. later you sick of me then we see each other want to puke:D hahas. AND YES I KNOW MY KNEE IS GROSSS. dont rub it in D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;guest: if he ever does that, i think i'll freaked out and call the police :D hahhaahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hoekang: yay! thanks. and i'm not clumsyyy. i'm just too nice not to bang into the little toddler:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;ezor &amp;amp; raymond: YAY! i will. it hurts to limp around the school D: and i cant walk. i should injure myself during NAPFA week :D NO MORE NAPFAAA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8806653001250377086?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8806653001250377086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8806653001250377086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8806653001250377086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8806653001250377086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-optimistic.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1458624451844913603</id><published>2009-03-22T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:46:01.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! happinesss... tag more people:D hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REJOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;school reopen tomorrow. i still have my lit irony essay to be done. and loads of other stuff. and new school term is going to be sooooo funnnn not busy and stressfree. isnt that funnn? SO NOT. cant imagine school life without them. though t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; noisy, but still, stuck witht them for two whole weeks and lessons are really interesting and fun with them. ACCCKKK. i think i'll really die tomorrowwww D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REJOICE NUMBER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fell down. how wonderful. i think it will leave a scar D: disfigureeedd!!! accckkkk.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to that malay boy. toddler. not being racist just using it as a description. was having my evening jog session with bro. said excuse me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; him so that i can pass. apparently you doesnt understand. and his mom dont care. so well i cant as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k him to scram right??? so i just ran side way, pass him. and he got to walked right in front of me. what is his problem. so in order not to bang into him, i jogged to the kerb, tripped. and fell. his mom? stare at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HELLLOOO. in order not to injure your son, i injured myself. and you stare at me. GLARE. like i deserve it. cant stand her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PG - bloody images. scroll fast if you are consuming something. you dont want to puke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScY_UpZe7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/hMeZCiZKj6g/s1600-h/DSC01023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScY_UpZe7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/hMeZCiZKj6g/s320/DSC01023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316006034100120850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScY_TzNpV8I/AAAAAAAAADc/8oyfw0NIv1k/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScY_TzNpV8I/AAAAAAAAADc/8oyfw0NIv1k/s320/DSC01022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316006019554957250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WONDERFUL RIGHT??? but due to my perserverence and determination, i continue jogging. even though the blood is literally trickling down my leg. EEWWW. grosss.&lt;br /&gt;weiting is so determine:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so wonderful right??? with my bleeding knee for school tomorrow. and my unfinished work. with a sooo boring life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHO AM I KIDDINNNGG???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aaaaaccccckkkk D:&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i shall cheer myself up. not sure how to. but i can find some way :D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... i hope the teletubies are online nowww. talking to them makes me  happy:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED OUTING WITH HWACHIEESSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;xinyi (chua) : aiya. who cares :D i just need to rannttt. cos he is so irriating. HAHAHAHs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;junjie: no lar. stop already:D HAPPINESSS. at last. i feel so burden freee :D no lar. dont tell. like so mean to him if we keep spreading. HAHAs. THANKS FOR THE HELPPP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nicolehighway: DONT BE MEAN D: thank god you not there. i think you'll just say something to make me cry. HAHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hoekang: YAY!!! I WANT MEET UP TOOOO D: but term 2 is gonna be so busy D: and i'll try to be as optimistic as you guys. HAHAS! you guys are like so happy everyday... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNHC &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1458624451844913603?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1458624451844913603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1458624451844913603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1458624451844913603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1458624451844913603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-happinesss.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/ScY_UpZe7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/hMeZCiZKj6g/s72-c/DSC01023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-6706357640754559101</id><published>2009-03-20T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:50:29.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAN YOU STOP STALKING US. IT IS FREAKING IRRITATING. I AM SO SCARED EVERYDAY BECAUSE OF YOU. PLEASE GO AWAY. GET A LIFE WILL YOU? I CAN TOTALLY IMAGINE MY JOYOUS LIFE WITHOUT YOU. LIFE WILL BE SO PEACEFUL AND I DONT HAVE TO WORRY EVERY SINGLE SECOND ABOUT SEEING YOU. IT TOTALLY SCARES ME. NOT ONLY ME. MANY MANY OTHERS. JUST THAT YOU DID NOT REALISE. PLEASE, STOP. I AM FREAKING OUT. TOTALLY. AND IS REALLY RIDICULOUS AND ABSURD WHAT YOU ARE DOING... STOP. I AM STARTING TO HATE YOU. I THINK SHE SHARES MY VIEW TOO. IF YOU STOP, MAYBE THINGS CAN REMAIN. IF YOU CONTINUES, EVERYTHING IS GOING TO END. AND I ACTUALLY CANT WAIT TO SEE THAT HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;curfew imposed. first bloody time in my whole life. okay. i admit that it is my fault that i keep going out almost every single day and stuff and coming home after 10. but stillll.... curfew. OMG. I'VE LOST MY FREEDOM. for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;you used to grant my such freedom. and yu should knwo that the more freedom i have, the more i'll listen to you. yet you are still doing this. like thanks.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. 10pm curfew is okay.&lt;br /&gt;but cant i make decisions myself? i mean, befor ei go out, i gotta ASK you for yuor permission. oh wow. such freedom.&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong withhhhh this world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEMS:&lt;br /&gt;1. WEIRD STALKER&lt;br /&gt;2. living in fear becaus eof that&lt;br /&gt;3. rumours in SN is driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;4. miss exchange&lt;br /&gt;5. need more time for homwork. (SHIT)&lt;br /&gt;6. CURFEW IMPOSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! THIS WORLD IS SO BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6706357640754559101?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6706357640754559101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6706357640754559101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6706357640754559101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6706357640754559101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-stop-stalking-us.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-9007222057200567170</id><published>2009-03-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:44:07.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOTTA CATCH UP WITH MY HOMEWORK LIKE REAL SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out the whole day for two consecutive days. feeling guilty D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really fun and crazy at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;reached there late thanks to jean for being 30 mins EARLIER-.- shouldnt have wait for her. then i wont be accused of being late too. HAHAHAS. they were chanting "why are we WEITING." like is my fault :O&lt;br /&gt;nevermind:D its not jean's first time. used to it:D&lt;br /&gt;crazy captains' ball game for a good start. the girls were practically just strolling around, trying to get the ball once in a while. the guys are freaking VIOLENT. but may shuen was really sporty:D and yeah, the game was hilarious. i mean, hahahs, they are so lame and funny. and shawn's yoga moves:D&lt;br /&gt;just chatting and camwhoring till elwin, shawn, enming, and dunno who arrived. they started going mad upon seeing them and the crazy part started. thanks wilfred like ALOT cos he was the first one to pour the yucky sea water on me. follow by isaac. and then well, the first to dump me in was..... wilfred or elwin. BOTH. whatever. got dump like dunno how many times. freaking gross. BUT FUN:D:D:D hehe. i'm like freaking scared of ezor and wilfred. they keep pushing me in :O:O&lt;br /&gt;crazy bathing session afterwards. with everyone in the bathroom shouting for letian's shampoo and wilfred's towel. HAHAHAHS. damn hilarious. i was half laughing and bathing:D&lt;br /&gt;luge ride. HIGHLIGHT: my flip flop dropped. credits to elwin and someone who helped me got it back after everything ended. like amen. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;dined at LJS. with jean's poor little thumb still hurting from the captains' ball. so she is like handicapped. and i gotta help her open chilli sauce. and her fries kept dropping:D:D:D hehe. camwhore at LJS. FUN:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;went secret recipe to get mayshuen her cheese cake. i only forked out 20cents. like -.- hahahs. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAYSHUEN! went rooftop to wait for mayshuen. in the end they sang birthday song without us. haiz. we still shouted happy birthday to her though:D&lt;br /&gt;mini highlight, martha kissed jieyang. HAHAHAHS. joking lar. maybe not :O&lt;br /&gt;hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;played truth/dare. except for two, it was practically all truths. hehe. have great fun teasing jean!&lt;br /&gt;leg cramp. for dunno whatsoever reason, it keep cramping the whole bloody day. and it hurts like mad. thanks wil and poser for their little help.&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeing was the saddest. was mass hugging. then realise its stupid so had this individual-hug-goodbye thing. was pretty.... erm..... sad. yah. more than words can express lurh. so well, i did have tears in my eyes. I ADMIT. but hahas, thank god jean and qiaoer stopped me. god knows what will happen if they dont.&lt;br /&gt;then some stupid person gotta tell me "our last stop is at outram park" wow. how comforting. i think is gonna be stuck with me for life. that sentence. who knows poser's sentence can have sucha great impact. HAHAHAS. he almost make me cry all over again. but manage to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i really hope that we can meet up soon!!! asap. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another fun day. though i spend more than half of my day emoing over yesterday farewell. i think is really like the official farewell. so yupp. was sad. but ANYWAY, outings with primary school friends are funnn. thanks elton for the treat at pasta mania:D&lt;br /&gt;lets meet up sooonnnnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two consecutive long farewell is unberable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCSN exchange &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-9007222057200567170?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-2611773574989708651</id><published>2009-03-17T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:04:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;I’ve been so lost lately &lt;br /&gt;I don’t really understand baby &lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong &lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk to you &lt;br /&gt;Please call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin with you &lt;br /&gt;after all that we’ve been through &lt;br /&gt;I don’t think that it would be right if we &lt;br /&gt;got together so suddenly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take back all the things that I said &lt;br /&gt;and replace them with simply I love you instead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t wanna say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;But you never really seem like you wanna try &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only wanted you to stay &lt;br /&gt;then I let you just slip away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t listen to your heart inside &lt;br /&gt;then it really doesn’t matter what was on your mind &lt;br /&gt;and if you need me then tell me why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I never meant to say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Mmm Oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the past baby &lt;br /&gt;Why we couldn’t make it last, lady &lt;br /&gt;I know you still have doubts &lt;br /&gt;But I’m gonna prove that we can work things out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be sure that you know what you put me through &lt;br /&gt;and reveal that you intend to never let me down again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s clear to me and I can’t ignore &lt;br /&gt;that I have to give you something I couldn’t before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t wanna say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;But you never really seem like you wanna try &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only wanted you to stay &lt;br /&gt;then I let you just slip away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t listen to your heart inside &lt;br /&gt;then it really doesn’t matter what was on your mind &lt;br /&gt;and if you need me then tell me why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I never meant to say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think that we would come to this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, no &lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, your face, your smile is what I miss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you wait so long to take me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all a simple misunderstanding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t wanna say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;But you never really seem like you wanna try (Never wanna try) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only wanted you to stay &lt;br /&gt;then I let you just slip away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t listen to your heart inside &lt;br /&gt;then it really doesn’t matter what was on your mind &lt;br /&gt;and if you need me then tell me why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I never meant to say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t wanna say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;But you never really seem like you wanna try (But I never meant to say) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only wanted you to stay &lt;br /&gt;then I let you just slip away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn’t listen to your heart inside (Never meant to see you cry, never meant to say) &lt;br /&gt;then it really doesn’t matter what was on your mind &lt;br /&gt;and if you need me then tell me why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I never meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally reflects my mood and situation. except that mine is friendship. not relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2611773574989708651?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-536926059945183392</id><published>2009-03-16T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:35:13.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>true enough. it has been two happening weeks.&lt;br /&gt;despite all the fun and flaming. who knows what has actually been happening deep down.&lt;br /&gt;friendships,&lt;br /&gt;forged.&lt;br /&gt;and ended.&lt;br /&gt;i definitely enjoyed the two weeks. but if given the chance to choose, will that be my decision again?&lt;br /&gt;if given to make a choice about IP, will i joined?&lt;br /&gt;If...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, with two best friends going to IP is definitely affecting our friendships. they are leading a total different life from us. it is no longer possible for us to joke and laugh like before. we are living in two different world, with different people and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different classes. different programmes. different classmates and different life. thrice a week, we have little recesse together. however, with people rushing back to class... with people having meetings and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really sorry for everything. i mean, i though you all would have trusted me in not being flirty or bimbo or whatsoever those rumours are spreading. but still, i dunno....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want everything to be back to the past. everything. including your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S thanks for being there for me when i need your comfort. you know who you are. and thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-536926059945183392?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-7495690638656730472</id><published>2009-03-15T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:18:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>under the wonderful persuasive skills of many. i've decided to post! like finally... i know:D&lt;br /&gt;so well, exchange for two weeks is really wonderful. forge many close friendships. hope they can last though!&lt;br /&gt;lessons with those hwachies are definitely fun and lively. cos they just crap. and i must admit that these two weeks, i havent been sleeping during lesson time even though my sleeping time is pushed back by ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;and i really hope those stupid rumours will stop. is sooo freaking ridiculous. haiz.... they cant even make up a proper rumour. they really dont make sense if you think about it. how can i cry on friday when i am like so high and laughing all the way to take my PE quiz? so weird! ahahahs&lt;br /&gt;anw, bbq farewell was really fun. and thanks hwachies for all the extremely hilarious ghost stories. as in, i found them really funny! hahahhas!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the great dinner on friday at pizza hut. time with you guys are really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like totally thank shawn for the stupid and lame farewell card. and thanks for rating those girls and acting so mean that i cant stop laughing. and thanks for being so SELFLESS and pressing all the tumbtacks against your body!!! haahhahs! super lame:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks LOO for the hologram fingerprints. is like you took forever to figure out which side is the sticky one with hoekang. thanks hoekang! hahahs! and thanks for the farewell card and the nonsensical "what are we waiting" :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks elwin for the milo drink and those stupid kjokes about jean being pregnant! hahahahahas! freaking hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ezor for saying HI to my mom, and screaming into the phone saying "weiting dont smoke" like wth. hahhaahs! and thanks for being funny and nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bobo for helping me in my math and niaoing me EVERYDAY. -.- thanks alot man. and thank you for pressing your calculator damn loudly for you SMOPS thing during my compre test-.- and contributing SOOO MUCH during our lit and socialstudies discussion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks zhirong, yong xiang and hongseng for "sending" me home two late fridays and talking crap with me during the trip home. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks yy lastly, for being a nice buddy and helping me with my work. thanks for the comfort last sat too. and for all the crap in class together with those rumours you brought to me-.- like wth. haahhas. but yeah, jiayou for your april competition! and stop flirting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, this post is like dedicated to those hwachies. cos i din have the time to prepare all the farewell cards. SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i've forgotten any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES!!! BENJAMIN! my female best friend. tahnks for all the time you allow me to rant on and on. yay duck! ahahahahs:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave a tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ia m trying my best to revive my blog. hopefully  it'll last. this holi is gonna be fully pack.&lt;br /&gt;and xinyi (chua), i will never stop loving you! you better behave youself tomorrow... (hinthint) and fill me in on friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOME RANDOM PICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sb0NNtPhKFI/AAAAAAAAADU/776AviUFZAs/s1600-h/DSC03153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sb0NNtPhKFI/AAAAAAAAADU/776AviUFZAs/s320/DSC03153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313417664501196882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sb0NNnvuCQI/AAAAAAAAADM/H4qHAakoJi0/s1600-h/DSC03155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/Sb0KzudBhgI/AAAAAAAAACM/4X90qjz8hBk/s320/DSC01020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313415019126425090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully there'll be more to come. since hundred over is with qiaoer -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes "DADDY", i've posted. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three cheers to SN boys:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7495690638656730472?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7495690638656730472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7495690638656730472&amp;isPopup=true' 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-24586755.post-7435480488689497832</id><published>2009-01-15T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:46:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;weiting is still well and alive not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;just freaking busy and trying hard to cope emotionally, physically and mentally with my new sec three life.&lt;br /&gt;shall start a short intro. form teacher, ms lee is freaking nice. bio teacher, mrs elaine lim, not to say is definetly nice, english teacher, ms nair is freaking boring and monotone, her lessons are so dry and she loves to stare at me when she asks questions and weiting will act as if she is copying notes. facade. hahahahahs. den blah blah blah,&lt;br /&gt;i am the class treasurer. like loan shark liddat. everyday tao zhai. get quite irritated sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;sec three life is really a great gap compared to sec 2. homework pilling up everyday and i got to clear them at weekends because i cant finish them during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;tests, exams, graded. everything! coming all at one go, and will only ends after Os. wtf... so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;term 1 isnt exactly the best term for me since i can't cope well with changes, and yes, i personally believe that the trauma term one thing is still there so well.... thanks xinyy dearie for being there for me though. life's hard.&lt;br /&gt;having hard time coping. i shall learn!!!! yes i shall.&lt;br /&gt;talking to jeanette now. she forced me to blog about her and boonyen's (my lao gong!!!) the whatever twin story. not even twin lor. like far from it.&lt;br /&gt;just ended phone call with lorraine:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;she always make me happy(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks waine!&lt;br /&gt;love xinyi!&lt;br /&gt;love jeanette!&lt;br /&gt;love lorraine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-795190219285650901</id><published>2009-01-04T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:00:15.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps staying at home will put my mind to a rest about to cruel fact that things changes and my clique is no longer there for me. well then, i'm going to love weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday was grandma's birthday and celebration (duh!). reached at 7 and finished the dinner st about 9. as usual, cousins meetings are always fun, crazy, laugh till you drop that kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sanyi's house to cut the cake. played bridge and asshole daidi. like freaking funny. omg. biggest loser for bridge was bro yesterday. whoever partner him will be like jinx. hahahahs. he won one game though. out of dunno how many we played :D asshole daidi was pretty asshole and stuff. but reayy funny. number one starring joker was guojun yesterday which pretty much got us all laughing till we turned red. best wishes for his Os results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 4am yesterday. like freaking late. slept for around 4hours and gotta go for the boring and gruelling edusave scholarship thingy. drove me insane. came home at 10+ and slept till one. to take revenge for my sleep lost :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to start doing AND FINISH MY GEOGRAPHY GRADED ASSIGNMENT TODAY. tomorrow is the bloody due date and i'm so gonna die. wth. weiting is as lazy as ever. did a little yesterday. but you cant really do much while you are downloading songs, listening to them, watching drama serials online, you tubing, bloghopping and sewing your bro's army rank. i guess all those activities tells you that i didn't really do much for geog yesterday. actually, i'm pretty much interested in the amazon forest thing. i love nature! and i'm super environmental friendly okay?! minus off the forget to switch off electricity part ONCE IN A BLUE MOON. so well, i'm pretty much considered an environmental friendly girl! but too bad, this graded gave me too much stress to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got super upset over the killing mosquitoes by shortening their life by 15 days injection. hello?! it'll upset the biodiversity balance okay???? it'll not only upset their lifecycle, but also their foodchains. its going to be a disaster. this ought to be the job of humans to be responsible for their own actions by clearing out stagnant water and not pushing all the blame to mosquitoes like "hey! they are such suckers. they suck our precious blood. kill them. we're too lazy to empty stagnant water and turn our pails over, just shorten their lives and ask them to scram off" erm hello???? irresponsible humans. just because we're irresponsible, mosquitoes take the blame. we should just let nature take its course and try not to let them breed as much and not letting them live and killing them. murderous. killing them by shortening their lives is wrong. is just making us more irresponsible. get what i'm trying to say? is not that we should let them breed and you know babybooms, but is just like a teenage mom should be responsible in the first place by not having PMS and not having it and the baby is in your womb and you kill it. thats irresponsible. and the same logic applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't have fettish for mosquitoes neither do i love them. i just can't stand the way how humans can be so irresponsible sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, guohao said something hilarious that day. we were watching firework and when it ended we were so blur and kept asking around "end liao arh?? how come never say one??" then guohao was saying "so you expect them to shoot up fireworks with the words 'THE END' lurh?" omg. funnaye~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder is it the genes. all my family members crap everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to amazon rainforest. and downloading music :D:D:D and youtubing:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i wonder when i can finish -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-795190219285650901?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/795190219285650901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=795190219285650901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/795190219285650901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/795190219285650901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/01/perhaps-staying-at-home-will-put-my.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-8975205196858583836</id><published>2009-01-03T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:30:58.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ought to stop dilly dallying now.&lt;br /&gt;tried persuading myself since this morning to at least start researching for my geog graded. half past 12 now. havent even open my file to take out the bloody piece of paper. this is driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ought to be more hardworking. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma's birthday celebration in 18+++ more hours. having omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fluctuating moods now. think i'm breaking down soon.&lt;br /&gt;i cant adapt to changes.&lt;br /&gt;i know myself too well for that.&lt;br /&gt;changes flip my intestines over.&lt;br /&gt;and flood my pillow with tears.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta control myself. my mood.&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;overwhelm with emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to puke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8975205196858583836?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8975205196858583836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8975205196858583836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8975205196858583836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8975205196858583836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-ought-to-stop-dilly-dallying-now.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4627461240378573183</id><published>2009-01-02T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:55:22.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEAR FRIENDS!!!! apologies the extremely lazy weiting is finally back to revive her blog. hoping hard to see a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays were really great. shopping, shopping and more shopping. outings, outings and more outings! had a really great time and really let my hair down. sec two life had been really hectic. but a memorable one. was feeling really lousy today. supposedly, i'm happy in the morning with the brand new start. and thankful that i've lived past that horrible incident for two years. anw, had a mini clique recess and just brought back fond memories. really upset and blame myself for not cherishing my friends. especially the fact that lorraine and clarissa are gone, just make things different. things happen so abruptly that i dont have a chance to react. that explains for my blue-ness today. 3 hope... 2 diligence... i would seriously prefer the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of abruptness, dad almost died. ALMOST. *touchwood* and bro almost lost his foot if not for his agileness.&lt;br /&gt;27november. went IKEA to buy bro's study table. load that onto my dad's car. when we got home, while dad and bro tried to unload the table, it accidentally pushed the gear to moving mode. so well the car started moving and the tyre went over bro's foot. thankgoodness he's okay, bt dad wasnt that lucky. half of his body was in the car, while the other was outside. he was drag on the ground while the car went up the kerb. thank god for our helpful neighbours who manage to stop the car in time so that it didnt go right into the childcare center. dad's pants was torn and he bled but thankfully, he saved his leg, and most importantly, his life. trauma forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown was fun with cousins and sebas girlfriend. shes nice(: but i hope she feels comfortable with us. she's quite shy though. hope that we can have more time to bond in the future! so well, lifwe without parents can be great with freedom! muahuahua. so the eight of us just went for some countdowning. dash across the road like its ouor grandfather's. hhahas the cars are horning like mad. (who cares?!) hahahs. went for late night movie and almost laughed till i died. out of breath. so well, another trauma. after countdown, we tried to go up to the mall and there isnt any signs to indicate that its close. upon seeing hundreds going up the escalator, we went up too to experience the last trauma of 2008. went up the escalator and went you reached the top, you'll find yourself squeezing and about to fall off because its so jammed up. luckily bro pulled me to one side and i was sort of unhurt. but not that lucky for the tolddler in the pram. the moment she reached the storey, it was so packed that no one can move but the stupid escalator is still moving adding more density. so well, people on the escalator are falling off. the girl fell off the pram, on the ground, on the moving escalator, and people still continue moving on and squeezing. so well they stepped on the girl and stuff and everyone falling off so there are screams, cries, and shouts EVERYWHERE. at that split moment, i thought the girl died. seriously the commotions sounds excatly like a life's lost or smth. one word chaotic. haiz. anyway. reached home at 4am+++??? woke up the next day to slacked around and enjoying my last holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, my first 2009 resolution is to finish my geog graded. which by now, its half done. i'm sucha bad girl. shit lurh. so stress now lar!!!! what the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec three stress creeping on me and freaking me out. actions speaks louder than words. so well, even though tayweiting swear that she will work hard for Os, she hasnt done anything by now to help her get closer to her target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward the chinese new year. more of looking forward to meeting my cousins. we always have such great time together. just like cliquEIGHT. laugh and joke about anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to learn to let go. let go of 2 diligence. accept 3 hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so empty typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if i've lost everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4627461240378573183?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4627461240378573183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4627461240378573183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4627461240378573183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4627461240378573183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-friends-apologies-extremely-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1172889372201215051</id><published>2008-12-16T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:32:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday cliquEIGHT reunion was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful time at Sentosa :D&lt;br /&gt;so our trip went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.45am reached Serangoon MRT where i'm suppose to meet jeanette. reached too early. suppose to meet at 9. long and boring waiting time :( start calling her and hurrying her. knew from her that lydia cant come due to her unreasonable mother. was angry for her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.05am jeanette claims that she reached the station. didnt see her. cos we were seperated by a wall. hahas. saw her. started ranting on on how late she was and why she so auntie bring da bao xiao bao de go sentosa. we were both very auntie cos of all the bulky plastic bag. board the coming train and was so embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.05 to 9.35 on MRT. received many calls from lorraine as she was lost and did not find the fountain we were supposed to meet. a highly amusing and nonsensical exchange between us :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.35. reached vivo. called lorraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.40 saw her with clarissa :D:D:D started crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.55 tjong reached. jeanette started handing out gifts :D i started handing out farewell letters despite tjong and clarissa's endless grumbling on and on about them having no space to contain the stuff. lorraine started handing out gifts too :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.10 qiaoer and diana finally reached. crapped the moment me and diana saw each other:D:D:D usual handing gifts and crapping session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.22am tjong and diana went off to buy chips. the five of us went to level 1 and continue to exchange gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.22 to 10.50 qiaoer and diana started handing out gifts. camwhored at the escalator. highly embarrassing because we look so tourist. and all the plastic bags make us look like those people eloping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.50am to 12++++&lt;br /&gt;waited for lydia for freaking long. she was late due to some traffic jam. unbelievably late since we're suppose to meet at 9.30. talked crap and played card games. had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12++pm to 5.40pm took monorail to sentosa. clarissa asked tjong to get off at the future development station and tjong actually believed. luckily she pulled her back in time. HAHAHAHAS:D:D:D reached sentosa. went siloso beach and due to the renovation, it was freaking small. decided to take the tram to pallawan beach. while queuing for the tram service, lydia went to the washroom. she came back with a red gum like thing stuck to her thigh. thats when the commotion starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lorraine: (to me) oh my god. whats that thing on her legs???? izit a worm?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;me: omg. (looks like millipede to me) *to lydia* erm, lydia, i think theres something on your leg.... *try not to scare her*&lt;br /&gt;lydia: har???? what thing??? (moves towards me)&lt;br /&gt;me: *freaking out* OH MY GOD!!!!! NONONO. DONT COME NEAR.... THERES A WORM!!!! *grab lorraine and move back. lorraine got startled and scartched me. the twenty plus people queueing turned to looked at us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, the commotion ends with a big big misunderstanding because its just a gum and not some millipede. highly embarrassing. omg.&lt;br /&gt;reached pallawan beach and start to lay out the map. build sand castle!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lorraine and i build this sand castle and tjong said it was an ant nest. WHATEVER lor:(&lt;br /&gt;jeanette and qiaoer failed to dug a river. in the end, they polluted the sand and looked like some dried up hole. hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great lunch!!!! with all the food and stuff :D:D:D played with water! whole pants was wet. even though i didnt planned to get wet(: me and lorriane brave the waves and climb the rock!!! hahahas. no lar. we just wade through the sea water and climb the rocks. was pretty fun:D started camwhoring and stuff, leaving footprints, splashing water blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;oh, our dear beach ball went out into the sea :( we couldnt get it back cos it was really in the middle of the sea. but this two hot hunks got it back for us. AHAAHAHHAs. surprisingly they din drown. it was so far out lurh! nevermind, they are such gentlemen:D:D:D got back our ball and played volley ball.&lt;br /&gt;follow by pepsi cola and catching:D&lt;br /&gt;decided to go for the luge ride cos it was late.&lt;br /&gt;luge ride was really fun. loved the sky ride. but it was so scary!!!! cos we were all afraid that our flipflop will dropped off then we'll never get them back:( hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor lydia spoilt her phone:( wonder what will her mom do to her:*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.40to 9.30pm went vivo. clarissa, diana, qiaoer and lydia left first while me, waine, wong and tjong went for icecream at ben and jerry!!! shared icecream with waine :D:D:D:D did a mini catch up with one another holidays(: tjong had to go first because she had to be back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left me, waine and wong. shopped until 8 plus before we went for dinner. me and waine got bored and started sitting everywhere we saw theres chair:D:D:D i started going a little crazy over the xiao hong xie!!! hahahahs. waine and i tried on earrings and started criticising on those huge, ugly auntie earrings in forever21. the things so old there lurh! aiyo, still call forever21. 41 hai cha bu duo :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at tarra's cafe. ate baked potato. broke the rule of not eating potato:( nevermind, once in a while~~~ jeanette finally bought a wallet for her sis at riverisland. like FINALLY???? haahahahs. me and lorraine going crazy already:D started eating prawn balls to kill our boredom:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 9.30++ reached home at 10.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;and that concludes the 2008 cliquEIGHT reunion :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad!!!! shall get all the pics from qiaoer and jeanette. post them if i've time:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love cliquEIGHT forver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with lorraine and jeanette is always crazy and fun:D the three of us went out 5times in total. at least. i think:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall visit lorraine soon:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1172889372201215051?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1172889372201215051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1172889372201215051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1172889372201215051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1172889372201215051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-cliqueight-reunion-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7087071797103351261</id><published>2008-12-11T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:04:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by lorraine to do quizzes again :D so here it goes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you turn in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;before 28april will be 14, after will be 15!!!! my pinky IC here i come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you rather love someone or have many short relationships?&lt;br /&gt;love someone~ weiting is so not flirty OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you date someone 8 years older than you?&lt;br /&gt;*n hesistation* NOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;just now. reading lorraine's blog. before that? my dad made me laughed till i teared. FREAKING FUNNAYE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What were you doing at 4am?&lt;br /&gt;lousy question. "OH, THE NOCTURNAL WEITING IS WATCHING TV AND DOING HOMEWORK". sleeping lar!!!! obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your relationship with the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;bestie. NGAW LYDIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;went back to SN to buy books, laugh alot, got wet when washing dad's car (he pour water on me and laugh-.-), blogging, blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you really want to see now?&lt;br /&gt;cliquEIGHT. especially the Ls (lorraine and lydia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;i cant predict the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who's your last missed call?&lt;br /&gt;DADDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's something you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;to be in a snowing country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your first thought when you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL. SO LATE ALREADY???? (its 9am) I AM SUPPOSE TO WAKE UP AT 8AM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you go back in time if you had the chance?&lt;br /&gt;go back for what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is something you need to go shopping for?&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHINGS. OHHOHOH. SUNBLOCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;yyeessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you in love with someone?&lt;br /&gt;yeeessssss. lydia and lorraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;oh. stop beating since last week. surprisingly i am still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When was the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;9 december night. i was trying to act like some abandon child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is your phone beside you?&lt;br /&gt;yes. popular weiting receive smses everyday :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY ASSIGMENTSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What does your last received text msg say?&lt;br /&gt;supposedly few minutes ago, my last sms was from lydia. now is lorraine, so here it goes~~~&lt;br /&gt;hotmama so bei dong arh. come online lah. you tagged at my blog not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;blogging and chatting with waine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you like country music?&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you wet the toothbrush before applying the toothpaste?&lt;br /&gt;duuuhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How is your hair styled right now?&lt;br /&gt;tied up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;Tay is unique&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you last drink?&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFULLY. yess::D:D:D:D: hahaahs thick skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do 15 mins ago?&lt;br /&gt;Lays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you think you're good people?&lt;br /&gt;THERES ONLY ONE WEITING DOING THE QUIZ. but yes, i am a nice PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The first contact in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;Adelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. The sweetest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;weiting and still weiting:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The closest male to you?&lt;br /&gt;dad. bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. The person you're chatting with now?&lt;br /&gt;angyujing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The languages you are able to speak?&lt;br /&gt;english, chinese, hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. The last person you screwed?&lt;br /&gt;NIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. One word about your life now?&lt;br /&gt;okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Where do you wish to work now?&lt;br /&gt;in my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you specially good at?&lt;br /&gt;provoking my parents and crapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Would you date somebody younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who are you to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;HUMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;yes. except for, you know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Which girl is precious to you now?&lt;br /&gt;lydia and lorraine since we're saying buh bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. You're dressing style?&lt;br /&gt;anything i'm comfortable with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How different are you from other girls?&lt;br /&gt;exceptionally crazy and i got triple eyelid (to agitate lorraine :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. The bad point in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;chey~ weiting's bad point is.... SHE DOESNT HAS ANYYYYY!!!! (quoted from ego waine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. The last contact in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;zhi yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. The hated contacts in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;zero. wont store in if i hate them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Learn 1 langauge in 10 days?&lt;br /&gt;i donno whether i can, but i would like to:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. One gorgeous girl you came across?&lt;br /&gt;the poster at the busstop for the jewellery ad!!!! shes really beautiful. shes in purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Who's your biggest enemy?&lt;br /&gt;enemy yes. BIGGEST. dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Which gang do you support?&lt;br /&gt;my bro says cliquEIGHT is too big for a clique. should be a gang. so well i support cliquEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What do you think about gangsters?&lt;br /&gt;dontlikethem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Proper age to join gang?&lt;br /&gt;fourteeennn:D:D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you have a blogspot?&lt;br /&gt;i am typing in air now. and i am posting in heaven.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you like people who smoke?&lt;br /&gt;N-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What do you think about modeling?&lt;br /&gt;TAAALLLLLLLL, great figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Given a chance, would you like to be a model?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Whose approval do you normally seek first?&lt;br /&gt;daddy and mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What do you wish to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;psychologist or psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;plain and boring OL&lt;br /&gt;tai tai :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;5 people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1.diana&lt;br /&gt;2.lydia&lt;br /&gt;3.tjong&lt;br /&gt;4.yuenping&lt;br /&gt;5.xinyi (lim or chua. anything)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7087071797103351261?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7087071797103351261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7087071797103351261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7087071797103351261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7087071797103351261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-lorraine-to-do-quizzes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1982000570353698651</id><published>2008-12-11T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:10:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally update some of the links:D&lt;br /&gt;eyes are getting tired :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought books today, which also means i have no more excuses for myself to just slack and dont do any homework. because those super expensive and useless textbooks are just right in front of me. and i will be really lying through my teeth if i say "i dont have any notes to refer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliquEIGHT reunion drawing near:D feeling excited and upset. this may be our last outing together. Awww man~~~ so sad.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, we still have next year, and probably 20 or 30 years down the road:D hahas. lao cliquEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really looking forward to next year. this year has been pretty smooth sailing. hence, not looking forward to changes. but like what the panwallah says, the stupid wheel just turns and turns and blah blah blah. god knows whats next.&lt;br /&gt;saw the "kill the mocking bird" or was it midsummers night dream ( whatever it is) have an ill feeling i am gonna flunk literature for the next two years, and also, my o levels. wth. should have chosen pure geog. RIGHT??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, i think i am the only big fat idiot that gave up triple science and go for double science. those invited all gladly accepted the offer. hope i wont regret my choice though:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling sleepy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really looking forward to going out with friends that much suddenly. probably i just feel like taking a long break and recharge. thats the purpose of holidays:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;next week gonna be really really pack. i think i wont be free from this sunday to next friday. sort of fully booked???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of that just exhaust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of school reopening is killing me :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1982000570353698651?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1982000570353698651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1982000570353698651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1982000570353698651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1982000570353698651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-update-some-of-linksd-eyes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2178651093540177860</id><published>2008-12-09T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:56:06.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!!! I AM BACK:D&lt;br /&gt;back a few days ago. too lazy to post:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks and love all my friends who tag while i'm away:D&lt;br /&gt;its a very nice trip and bought lots of stuff!!!!&lt;br /&gt;never buy any earrings though:(&lt;br /&gt;upsetting:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! still enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MET LORRAINE IN HONGKONG!!!! at the airport:D hahahahahs. saw her daddy from far. realised that person looks familiar. saw cedric. i'm like??? eh! thats cedric! didnt see lorraine. didnt expect to see her. thought she flew at 3+ and i've cockeyelogy. then saw lorraine, laughing like a mad woman. shouted at her.&lt;br /&gt;lorraine! (no response. suspecting that i saw the wrong person.)&lt;br /&gt;LORRAINE!!! (cedric looked at me. knew i got the correct family)&lt;br /&gt;LORRAINE ANG!!!!!!!!!!! (that deaf woman finally turn around)&lt;br /&gt;*wave like mad woman*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHS. super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;damn shit lurh!!! if my plane never last minute change to united (which means it'll still be cathay) then i'll be on the same plane as her!!!!!!!!!!! cos our flight only five minutes different, and i'm gate 63 while i think hers is 65. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;just a teeny weeny bit and i'll have someone to chat to for 4hours.&lt;br /&gt;shall just insist on cathay and dont change to united lurh.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not post much about my trip since i will go pretty much insane and if i post the pictures, i can kill myself cos is over 200 pictures:D thanks to tay weiting the camera woman!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;so now i gotta start doing all my freaking idiotic holiday assignments which upsets me alotalot. and i gotta mentally prepare myself for the cruel reality of school reopening (3weeks flies) adding on to that stress shall be the fact that i'm gonna be sec three next year. oh wow! how 'exciting'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is freaking busy and i'm like fully pack except for... (looking at calendar) 18 or 19 and 23. OH WOW!!! how to do all those shitty assignment. anyone there to explain to me????? freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( anyway, my street neighbours are here!!! xinyi and zhiyang move to the nearby streets and it make things easier for me to visit them or viceversa since we used to live like at two different ends of singapore:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO SHOPPING. I DONT CARE. all this assignments are weighing me down and making me out of breath. shopping helps me to catch up with my life. shit st nicks:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the extremely peabrain weiting gotta choose elec geog causing me to have one more graded assignment than others. retarded right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to kill myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2178651093540177860?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2178651093540177860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2178651093540177860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2178651093540177860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2178651093540177860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-people-i-am-backd-back-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3409581299232672368</id><published>2008-12-01T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:00:35.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACCKKK!!! no more posting in a long long time:D:D:D good and bad:D&lt;br /&gt;wanted to hit 50post before i'm off. this is the 49th. SHIT. can't hit. whatever:(&lt;br /&gt;few more hours to leave this horrible "hot humid and heaty~" place. HAHAHAS. inside joke...&lt;br /&gt;went IKEA on saturday. long time since i went there. things there always amaze me. i mean not the price, but very creative:D&lt;br /&gt;shopping-ED the whole day yesterday. not really shopping but still, walking around blah blah. OH!! diana! i went _ _ _ shopping:D:D:D bought some cute ones:D hahas. not your brand lar~~~ don't be jealous:D ask your aunt bring you out again:D hahahs&lt;br /&gt;bro went sim lim to search for his bloody computer parts follow by EXPO. EXPO was freaking crowded lurh!!! OMG. typical singaporeans.... go where sales are. you dont even need to walk. you just stand still and people will push you. like what the hell???&lt;br /&gt;went pasir ris for dinner... didn't eat much yesterday. two eggs for breakfast, one bun and siew mai for lunch, half bowl of rice with a few teeny weeny slices of fish and chicken for dinner. :D:D:D if this continues, i will be skinny!!! hahhahahhas:D:D:D happy! and i walk ALOT ALOT yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;From 10am to 9.30pm. almost 12 hours... OMG. SO LONG?!?!?! WALAO. NO WONDER I ALMOST DIED WHEN I REACH HOME. OH WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm~~~ last post!!! dont miss me people! will miss you guys!!! time for major shopping:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3409581299232672368?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3409581299232672368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3409581299232672368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3409581299232672368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3409581299232672368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/12/acckkk-no-more-posting-in-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4044248610114045337</id><published>2008-11-27T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:35:36.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST CIP DAY AT THE FREAKING INDIAN WOMAN HOME. YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;firstly, i am not being mean or racist. the story below will let you fully understand how much we suffered there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Four happy girls, weiting, lydia, diana and wanyi, walked into the old folks home hoping that we can do something for the oldfolks there and make their life happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this indian woman, sree something (known as that woman from now on) gave us all the odd jobs. example, sweeping the car parks, moving flower pots, cleaning up blah blah blah. and when we enthusiastically asked her for more jobs(though we dont really enjoyed it, but still thats what CIP are for) she scolded us a HINDRANCE. oh wow. any justice? NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273311336673938178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SS6QuLR9iwI/AAAAAAAAABs/LqnFZH-iRdM/s320/DSC00673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;THE TWO PATHETIC SNAIL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday was really the last straw for me. i've been bearing her nonsense for dunno how bloody long and she got to make me flare up yesterday. she made us moved those flower pots and remove all the weeds. i hate insects but i still did it. and we saw snails. i almost killed them. so obviously i got such a bad scare and the four of us were using all sorts of methods to remove those snails cos diana said that they may drop out from their shells if we just pick them up like that. and then, THAT WOMAN pass by and asked us what happen, we told her and she just pick up those pathetic snail and THROW THEM ASIDE. SHE IS SO MEAN AND EVIL WITH NOT A SINGLE OUNCE OF KINDNESS IN HER. then she pretended to smile at us and say that IS OKAY~ but then, she speak in indian to her colleague and told them some blah blah stuff. then her colleague scolded us. and asked us to "get lost" if we dont want to do cos we are giving that woman a headache and making such a commotion. THANKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that wasnt the worse thing, after we finished, we saw two indian guys (15 to 16) doing PAPER CUTTING. OH WOW. four pathetic girls doing odd jobs and two strong guys doing paper cutting. didn't know that scissors were heavier than flower pots -.- that woman is just plain biased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after we finished, we show her our work, she just left them on the desk. and she put the work of those guys IN HER OFFICE. WHAT THE F***. and she smiled at us and say that doing volunteering work is out of kindness but not to clock hours. but she said that she understand. oh yeah, then she shouted to her colleague in indian saying we were calculative. SHE THINKS WE ARE A BUNCH OF IDIOTS WHO DOESNT UNDERSTAND SLIGHTEST BIT OF INDIAN. SHE IS SUCH A HYPOCRITE LAR!!!!!!! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK???? SHE JUST KEEP TELLING US HOW GREAT WE ARE, AND TREATING US SO INFAIRLY WHEN WE ARE TRYING OUR BEST TO DO OUR WORK WELL UNLIKE THE TWO INDIAN GUYS WHO KEEP WASTING PAPERS AND LAUGH WHILE LOOKING AT THEIR FUCKING PHONES. SHE IS SUCH A HYPOCRITE. SMILING AT US WHILE BACK STABBING US. OH YEAH, ST NICKS GIRLS OUR A BUNCH OF DUMBASS. WE CANT DIFFERENCIATE BETWEEN EVIL HUMAN NATURE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we went to her bloody office to let her signed our CIP forms and she tell us blah blah blah stuff and said that we are not kind cos we didnt talked to the old folks. OH YES, THROWING SNAILS IS SUCH A KIND ACT, SHE SHOULD GET THE SINGA AWARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO I TOLD HER (FAKE SMILE AND ACT INNOCENT) "OH, WE DID YOU KNOW??? WE TALKED TO THE OLD FOLKS FOR NEAR FOUR HOURS THAT DAY (FAKE SMILE)" which was the truth lar. FUCK her man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevermind, WE WILL NEVER STEPPED IN THERE AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lunched at north point with lydia, diana and wanyi. was a nice lunch:D sorry lydia!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lydia went home earliest, follow by wanyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so me and diana were shopping around and going into shops trying on all those clothes. HAHAHAHS. wrech havoc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i told diana next time northpoint will have this two big big posters with our face and reads "BANNED FROM NORTHPOINT"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273311338339284242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SS6QuRfAtRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kAwmZ_9Iebs/s320/garbage+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;me and diana wearing this dress thing that resemble garbage bag. for once, we are not brothers, but garbage sisters:D:D:D we look perfectly glam but diana scared pai seh, so put smiley face over:D hahahas. my wondeful idea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273311344679578018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SS6QupGp6aI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xeJMUHFvP-k/s320/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DIANA trying her shorts... wanted to buy it but she say mum dont let:( she force me to take picture with her so that she doesnt looked so zi lian... this kind of brother... haiz...:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273311349258280610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SS6Qu6KTXqI/AAAAAAAAACE/T_zyHQxNCW8/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;from esprit. so hilarious. the picture doesnt look nice cos we took that in a hurry:D:D:D hahahs. shopping with diana is CRAZY~~~~~ hahaahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished farewell letters. HOORAY!!! next target will be farewell presents. oh, and the nicest of all, holiday homeworks. oh wow. st nicks girls LOVE homeworks:D:D:D best thing in the world. agree??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cant wait to leave singapore. life sux here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4044248610114045337?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4044248610114045337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4044248610114045337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4044248610114045337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4044248610114045337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-cip-day-at-freaking-indian-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SS6QuLR9iwI/AAAAAAAAABs/LqnFZH-iRdM/s72-c/DSC00673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-1997025816108567403</id><published>2008-11-24T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:54:28.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weiting is here!!!&lt;br /&gt;saturday night was really fun and great! was PMS (or DMS quoted from waine) when having dinner. bought some gummies from minitoons:D as usual, sweet stuff cheer me up:D feel alot better:D xinyi and yang came my house to crap as usual. omg. laugh like donno what. AHHAHAS. times with cousins are always fun. got a sore throat after all the laughing:D played this fruit game thing and it was omg lar! screaming all the pomegranate, mangosteen and pineapple:D hahas. and due to the fact that guys actually has short term memory, poor zhi yang can't remember me, the great santo domingo and xinyi, the longlong czechoslovakia(correct sp?). had a really great time:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay at home to watch the 45th anniversary thingy. all those old old shows. totally dunno. even long before gorgor was born lar! how can i possibly know them? realise i am still very young:D compared to my parents:D was mocking at the weird shows they watch last time:D while i finish my gummies:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day writing farewell letters today. acckkk. farewell stuff gives me headache:p&lt;br /&gt;finished three today... lorraine's, diana's and cassandra's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four more to go. hope to finish them tomorrow. so that there'll be a load of me for me to enjoy me holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am freaking dead. haven't touch any holiday assignment yet. what the hell. can't they just spare us????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killed a spider and a worm today. GROSSED OUT. wth. the two that i am so afraid of...&lt;br /&gt;killed a huge beetle that day. almost vomited. broke out in cold sweat. but i got a great way to kill beetles. :D:D:D:D self invented:D&lt;br /&gt;firstly, take a whole lot of tissues and place it over the beetle.&lt;br /&gt;run away to a little corner to breathe in and out to calm yourself down first. (this step is not required if you aren't so afraid of insects like me. cos i tremble and scream when i see one)&lt;br /&gt;then, take a huge hole puncher and drop it on the tissues (which indirectly, on the beetle)&lt;br /&gt;start to punch like a mad women (it resemble you punching holes)&lt;br /&gt;last step: the grossiet of all, remove the puncher and take MORE TISSUES to remove the dea body. pesticide is highly recommended to be sprayed at the place where it died or the smell may attract ants:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died killing the F***ing beetle. is way too gross. took my 10mins. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killed this cockroach resemblence thing on saturday night. is like five times the size of an ant, or bigger, and it was on my ceiling. xinyi and yang was at my room. as usual, i cant stand insects ROAMING MY ROOM (hello? is my room for heaven sake. NOT THEIRS) so i took a whole lot of tissues and climb on my desk wanting to squash it. but weiting is too short to reach the ceiling, so i took this long stick, paste masking tape on the stick, and stick the insect:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;then i use the stick to poke the damn insect before using the stick to remove the masking tape on the ceiling. following, was to throw it out of the window. window is highly reccomended instead of the more considerate way of rubbish bin because the dead body may attract ants. but anything out of the window means out of my house, and i don't care a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, for killing worm. use the whole lot of toilet paper. close your eyes and pick it up and throw it into the toilet bowl. flush the bowl three times to ensure horrible death before leaving the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following three ways are not being inconsiderate, evil, or mean. because i hate insects, they jolly well deserve it. they can only blame themselves for entering the wrong house. I HATE INSECTS.&lt;br /&gt;i can only pray that they won't reborn as insect again.&lt;br /&gt;oh, please do not look into the tissues with insects dead body unless you are brave enough. i've never take a look at those squashed bodies before because i'm not daring enough. so well, most probably you'll be grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an insect a day, keep weiting very brave:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;at least, i just killed this spider(is freaking skinny and looked so damn small and fragile, thats why i dare to kill it. those fat and black one, i just used pesticide until they dissolve into nothing. seriously) with just tissues. like three pieces?&lt;br /&gt;its fate???&lt;br /&gt;out of the window of course!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying insects, big spiders, lizards, cockroaches... i leave them to my parents:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, a new way of killing colony of ants. if you cant pour a whole lot of water, use lighter. fire kills the whole colony in less than a seconds. it works really well :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall write a book and publish it. Titled "101ways to murder insects"&lt;br /&gt;specially for people like me with insects phobia:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1997025816108567403?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1997025816108567403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1997025816108567403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1997025816108567403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1997025816108567403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/weiting-is-here-saturday-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1694084996953937337</id><published>2008-11-22T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:52:40.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took the which harry potter character are you? quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so flattered by the result :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Hermione&lt;br /&gt;You're book smart, moral and cool under pressure. You love learning and showing others what you know. You're way more mature than those around you, and you always seem to know what's best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1694084996953937337?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1694084996953937337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1694084996953937337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1694084996953937337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1694084996953937337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/took-which-harry-potter-character-are.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2038500028700126458</id><published>2008-11-22T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:33:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!! ITS HERE!!! HAPPPAAAYYEE!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stole this quiz from lorraine's blog... bored:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;SCHOOL LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x]Talked back to a teacher (my name will no longer be tay weiting if i never talked back to teacher:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Been kicked out of class. (yup. when i was P6 and the teacher kicked the whole lot of us out when we cheer because there was no chinese spelling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Worn pyjamas to school. (yeah right...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Had your tooth fall out at school (i finished the whole packet of tissue. cos is damn gross. and it happened twice -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Gotten lost in your school. (first day in st nicks. lost for 30mins. but din cry )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Broken the dress code in school.(duh... who never? even got scolded by susan lim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Completely failed a test.(erm... never before. sucha good kid:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Left class without asking (plenty of times. we students have urgency... especially girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Missed a whole week of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Thrown up in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Been beat up at school (more like the other way round. AHAHHS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;HOME LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Argue with your parents a lot ( at least once everyday:D this quiz is making me sounds like some rebellious kid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x ]Argue with your brother(s) a lot.(everyweek he come back. thats our form of communication:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ]Argue with our sister(s) a lot. (sister LESS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x]Have your own room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x]Do your own laundry. (undergarments only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ]cook dinner once in a while (only once in my whole life. for the family:D plenty of times for lunch and breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Are loud and obnoxious at home. (hahas. when irritated or annoyed. i can be more than loud and obnoxious:D theres another thing known as violence:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Wear pajamas when you are not going anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] You sleep in very long. (yup. i think my waking hours during holidays are like, only 12 hours? hahas:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] All you do is watch television. (what else can i do-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Your parents are divorced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Your family makes you cry a lot (not alot. but tears of joy and erm, when irritated by my bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] One or both of your grandparents live with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You can’t stand being with your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;FRIEND CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ]You currently dislike one or more of your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You are jealous of one or more of your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] You have known a friend your whole life. (erm, sheryl for 10years:D though thats not my whole life:D oh, and all my cousins:D they are my bestie:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ]Your friends are all taller than you (not all. but ALOT:D especially qiaoer:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You have been ditched by a friend.(hahas. more like i ditched them. :D just kidding! weiting is nice:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;x] You have memorized a friend's phone number. (yeessss. ALOT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] You have lost/forgotten a friends phone number (primary school friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You have been to all of your friends houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] You love most of your friends (yuppp:D of course:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;HABIT CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You bite your nails (never)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You have an odd obsession with knives. (erm, i'm afraid of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ]You cannot sleep with the door open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] There is at least one sound you cannot stand. (YES. THE STYROFOAM SOUND MY BROTHER LOVES TO IRRITATE ME WITH. I THREATENED MY DAD TO THROW AWAY ALL HIS STYROFOAM AFTER THAT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You write stories about mad cannibalistic serial killers (diana is one potential writer:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You are good at telling lies(whenever i lied, one of my features will betray me. i'm not gonna say:D but i seldom lie. more like believing others lies. i am freaking gullible and i'm trying to cure that-.- it gets on my nerves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;LOVE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[xxxxxxxxxxx] You currently like someone (YES YES YES YES. I LIKE THE MR CUTE GUY AT THE ICE RINK:D:D:D oh, and one of my seniors (not girl one lar!!!) cannot say the name!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You want to kill one of your ex's. (i dont want to get jailed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You can stay committed for an unusually long time (never in love before... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You get bored of your crush/bf/gf easily. (EASILY??? like, 1 second???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] A crush/bf/gf has called you a bitch before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] A crush/bf/gf has called you self- centered before. (that'll be lorraine:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Fallen down the stairs. (in P1. when the stupid teacher asked me to carry the books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Someone has tied your shoelaces together.(yeesss. my lame friends. quite a few of them. cant remeber who exactly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Had a nail fall off (EWWWWW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Had surgery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] Slapped someone across the face (yyyeeesss. weiting has her violent side:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Killed someone. (yeah right-.- means i'm using computer in hell. cos i will be like sentence to death -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] Someone has called you a tease. (*checking dictionary for the defination of tease*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ ] You have been to Europe. (during my honeymoon maybe:D:D:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[x] You have worn something inside out for a whole day (YES. ITS FREAKING EMBARRASSING. FOR ONCE IN SEC ONE AND ONCE IN SEC TWO. MY BLOUSE. LIKE OMG. WONGWONG WAS THE ONE WHO FOUND OUT -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2038500028700126458?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2038500028700126458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2038500028700126458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2038500028700126458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2038500028700126458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-its-here-happpaaayyee-ddd-stole.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1092231010458918773</id><published>2008-11-21T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:43:23.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did this what kind of personality quiz thinggy one second ago and is so freaking accurate that i got a freaking big scare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is Emotional Personality Type&lt;br /&gt;You put your heart on your sleeve. When you're sad, angry, or happy, everyone knows it. You can't help it! You're in touch with your emotions and aren't afraid to share it. You tend to have lots of crushes (celebrities, friends, neighbors, you name it!) and you hope to find true love someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS TOTALLY OH MY GOD. I ALMOST FAINTED WHEN I SAW THIS RESULT. IS JUST LIKE... OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS REALLY SCARY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1092231010458918773?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1092231010458918773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1092231010458918773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1092231010458918773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1092231010458918773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-this-what-kind-of-personality-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2327310418393894032</id><published>2008-11-21T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:40:07.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YIPPEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ice skating was super fun yesterday:D went out with sherly, elton and wai heng:D&lt;br /&gt;skated at kallang:D totally lost touch with it for more than 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;love it! weiting is a great skater. HAHAHAHAS:D&lt;br /&gt;fell around like 4times???&lt;br /&gt;old injury at tailbone came back and suffered the whole day today:(&lt;br /&gt;it hurts:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first fall was with sheryl. we were pulling each other and tried to get use to the skates when we fell accidentally. first fall doesnt hurt at all. cos we both landed correctly.&lt;br /&gt;second fall was because of this damn jerk. i was skating freaking fast, cos there wasn't anyone in front of me, then this damn green shirt guy just suddenly pop out of nowhere, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AS I WAS GOING TO TURN, and to avoid crashing into him, i stopped abruptly. which apparently, he was at fault, and he didn't even apologise, and SMILE AND HIS FRIEND AND SAID "HEY, I MAKE SOMEONE FALL:D" WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM!??!!?! I BET HIS CONSCIOUS GOT FLUSH INTO THE TOILET BOWL (what lorraine said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third fall was to avoid this kiddy. he was using the aid thing to skate, and he was skating quite fast, so i thought i could skate faster. and so i did. and the random kid just stop. obviously i couldn't crash into him like some heartless grennshirt man or i will be at fault cos he is younger than me and by right, i should look out for him instead of the other way round. so whatever. tay weiting fell and this guy behind me, due to abruptness, almost bang into me, so he just went "wo...." and skate past me. oh but at least he is nice. cos when i apologise (while sitting on the ice trying to get up) for almost causing him to fall, he asked "are you okay?" and even offer to help me get up. BETTER THAN SOME HEARTLESS GREENSHIRT. and he looks quite cute:D at least he is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last fall. the one that cause my hand and tailbone to injured. one minute away from my third fall. and infront of that cute guy. SUPER EMBARASSING!!! i bet he must be thinking "why is this girl so clumsy??? falling twice in a minute..."&lt;br /&gt;last fall was at the entrance/exit of the skating rink i just slipped. like... no one causing my fall, nothing in my way, just skidded on the ice... i think cos mr cute guy was resting at the entrance there, and he is kind of a great skater so he can see that i am going to fall, he squished his face up and gave that "ouch" face. obviously i screamed (as a matter of fact) for my last fall cos it really hurts. my hand still got the bloody (literally got blood mark) stain even though i have gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that mr cute guy skated from FAR FAR AWAY and i think he cant stop in time so he crashed into the wall of the rink. he almost knocked the whole wall of. the whole wall was jeeeerrrkkiiinnngg. and the girls (me and sheryl included and some strangers) were giggling like mad. like trying to hide under the sleeve or shirt and looking another way. but hello??? is damn obvious. even mr cute guy knew it was embarrassing. cos he was laughing at himself and he blush like mad when he peep at us and saw that we were laughing. ooops:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FIGURE SKATING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC was kinda funny. cant move much cos of my injured back. ate four regular whipped potato. know its crazy. cant help it:D and wai heng kept harping on the fact that potatoes got lots of Carbs and will make me fat. (i told him i was on diet) and he says i'm fat enough. THANKS... and that OBLONG kept rubbing it in... stupid OBLONG. oblong is elton btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP was kind of pissing and bored. pissed at the indian lady and another person. chatted with mr tay (this old man, same surname) with lydia. although he is kind of naggy cos he repeat the same thing for at least 5 times until he move on to next topic. trust me. but he is nice:D:D:D yupp. his 11 sons all abondon him. hate his sons. cheated him of over 10millions then throw him out. sounds cliche but true. so sad lar!!! then he say what is not old folks home. but dead people home cause they all wait for death everyday and will never be fetched home again. MAKE ME SO SAD LAR!!! OMG. manage to control my emotions. cos cannot make him sadder. he is really a nice old man. but kind of poor thing:(:(:(:( so sad lar!!! omg. his words really set me thinking. and he is really really really really nice and super kind:D:D:D:D:D:D accckkk!!! his sons are all meanies. hate them :(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;almost made me cry. saddening man with saddening life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... quite abit of pictures from ice skating yesterday and CIP today. too lazy to post:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate kfc for lunch this afternoon. AGAIN. I REFRAINED FROM EATING ANYTHING THAT IS POTATO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ATE COLESTRAW INSTEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!! BRAVO ME!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALL KEEP UP WITH THE GOOD WORK:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends looking at this, would you kindly remind me, erm or smack or whacked or punch me, when i ever touch potatoes if i'm going out with any of you. thanks so much:D will love all of you :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall only touch potatoes once a month. since it doesnt contain alot of useful vitamins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love potatoes!!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2327310418393894032?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2327310418393894032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2327310418393894032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2327310418393894032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2327310418393894032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/yippee-ice-skating-was-super-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-4367652637391379596</id><published>2008-11-19T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:11:25.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while lorraine post 3 times a day, i post 3 days a time :D:D:D make sense? hahas&lt;br /&gt;pretty busy these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all leads back to 14 november... last day of school....&lt;br /&gt;a bravo time a usual with the clique. could say that is the very last school day for cliquEIGHT since lorraine and clarissa are leaving. pretty upset too. but you don't show it out when everyone is cherishing the last day. too anti climax. AHAHS. well so, nice clarissa gave us all our farewell gifts and letters (the letters are AWESOME!!!) but the failure weiting is still struggling on what to get for some of them. HAHHAHAS. so anyway, we were at the prayer room and weiting was feeling emotional about the whole "last day cliquEIGHT at prayer room" thing but trying to act happy. :D:D:D so well sort of funny how fate brought us together. is really fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when lydia talked to diana. first few days of school i am always buzzing around lydia, so i got to know diana. our personality is sort of OPEN so started joking and fooling around. we really became closer when i knew she was weiting. so the two WEITINGS go crazy EVERYDAY. then came tjong. tjong was pretty crazy too and we really go crazy hanging out. the only thing that truly bond the four of us was FIESTA pw. so thats FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of the other four was i think cos lorraine and qiao er sat together. so naturally they became friends. and since lorraine was sort of quiet and doesn't go around laughing with strangers, she was close with qiao er. then jeanette sat with clarissa. and they became friends. qiao er and jeanette, both from hua hui and same 3rd lang, beame friends. so then the other FOUR was form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since diana and jeanette are from the same clique last year, and both me and lydia was in the same class as clarissa, and qiao er, lorraine and tjong are from the same class, we started hanging out together and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE CLIQUEIGHT IS BORN!!!!  amazing right??? hahahas. sort of all the links here and there brought us together. and our happy go lucky, and always LATE FOR EVERYTHING kind of attitude brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing the whole year with cliquEIGHT now:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am digressing. back to 14 Nov. after school, the supposedly cliquEIGHT outing was left with me, lorraine, jeanette and lydia. clarissa has training, qiao er has piano, tjong has CIP and diana has band??? think so. but anyway, went pepper lunch for lunch. was in a hurry cos HSM starting at 2pm and the food arrived at 1.15++ the three of us, minus lydia (she gotta go home) rushed to buy nachos for me, pop corn for lorraine and wedges for jeanette and went in. movie started. so we were late. was discussing about the crappish plot of why would someone sing and play basketball at the same time with lorraine and we really had a good laugh. but not as loud as those inconsiderate P6 boys in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funniest thing was when jeanette was smiling SUPER HAPPILY when trio and gabriella kissed. aiyo... wong wong arh... HAHAHS. shopped around crapping and stuff after the movie. ate dinner with lorraine at mos burger. jeanette gotta be home for dinner. went home after that. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was going out and stuff. stayed at home on sunday. using com the whole day and night. wasted another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sec four grad on monday. kind of boring except for the eating time and the last part when everyone is singing, dancing and camwhoring. the deco part was crappish with the urine yellow tape factory. OMG lar :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;CIP at old folks home is super slack. folding newsletter and stuffing them into the envelope with wanyi while lydia went to do some computer work. super slack... just that the racist wanyi kept complaining about the smell. HAHAAS. serving dinner was the best of all. slack through the&lt;br /&gt;3 hours... went pasar malam for food hunting follow by north point. HAHAS. had a great time with them. crapping throughout:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used com for the whole day and night yesterday. planned to go out with mom. but she is sick. so cancelled. stayed at home instead. may be going out today...&lt;br /&gt;didn't call lorraine last night during WOT :(:(:( she got VJ early in the morning today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE result release tomorrow!!! may be going ice skating with primary school friends :) excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting is PERFECTLY HAPPY AND CONTENTED WITH HER PRESENT LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want changes :(&lt;br /&gt;i want ipod :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm... still alot of stuff that i want :):):)&lt;br /&gt;but just no changes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to die because i haven't touch a SINGLE holiday homework yet including the stupid geog elec graded assignment. st nicks is so stupid -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4367652637391379596?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4367652637391379596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4367652637391379596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4367652637391379596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4367652637391379596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/while-lorraine-post-3-times-day-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3976081271896347431</id><published>2008-11-16T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:05:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OH THANKS. I AM FUCKING PISS RIGHT NOW. THANKS MAN. JUST FUCKING MALIGNING PEOPLE. WHAT YOU DO IS ALWAYS RIGHT WHILE OTHERS HAVE TO JUST LISTENING TO YOUR FUCKING SHIT. IF NOT THEY ARE BEING BLOODILY PETTY. IF NOW YOU ARE IN MY SCENERIO, YOU ARE GOING TO BE LIKE "CAN YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!?!?" OH WOW. CAN YOU UNDERSTAND IS A FUCKING BIG EXCUSE FOR YOU. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I AM NOT FINDING A FUCKING EXCUSE FOR MYSELF BUT I REALLY HAVE SOMETHING BLOODY ON. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE JUST HAVING FUCKING ATTITUDE PROBLEM AND WHO KNOW WHAT OTHER FUCK SHIT STUFF YOU HAVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP BEING FUCKING SELFCENTERED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the vulgarities but i am fucking pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3976081271896347431?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3976081271896347431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3976081271896347431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3976081271896347431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3976081271896347431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-632216875263256229</id><published>2008-11-13T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:46:44.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am having &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLUCTUATING MOODS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which actually sort of means i am PMS, but this time round i hope IT come as soon as possible. i don't want it to be on my sleepover days at my cousins' house or i'll just kill myself. so yeah, please, i beg you hurry come. although i am pretty confident that it is gonna be on that day. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday morning and noon was pretty emo. FOR NOTHING. hmmm... and today morning when i woke up, i was like "today is going to be a beautiful day! i love myself" and i stared into the mirror and start laughing. something wrong with my brain stems. slept at 3+ almost everyday. having insomia. like diana. shall do some excercises today in order to help me feel lethargic and sleep early. gotta wake up early for school tomorrow. haiz... school days are fun minus waking up early. and exams. i'm getting used to the tests so well, just say whatever to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell presents are giving me a huge headache. so yeah, search for your name below... if you see yours, congrats, you MAY BE getting something from me!!! haahhas. MAY BE only... :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lorraine told me she's writing farewell letters yesterday, i almost died. haven't even started. total shit. 7 letters and 7 gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lorraine's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gift planned. but hers gonna take forever. wonder if i can get it done in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lydia's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is easy!!! and probably her letter can drag till next year since we'll still be in same school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeanette's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; letter can pass her next year too. if i can't get it in time. we'll be in same class:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qiaoer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; present gonna be easy. cos she's so nice and will like anything you give her:D:D:D but she has everything. SHIT. gonna be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ACKKK!!! what she want??? hmm... girly stuff wont work... gonna rack my brain for her. just get her toilet rolls and vinegar and ask her make her own creptex. HAAHAHS. but still, must get something nice for her. HEY! she's my brother for the whole year leh... and my buisness partner. not to mention my St john...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tjong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be difficult too... hmmm. but i think she quite easy going. so yeah, problem SOLVED!!! maybe can get her a pet vulture. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clarissa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DIE. she is so rich and has everything in the world. she doesn't need anything and whatsoever. what can you get for a person like her??? erm, a ping pong ball??? oh please... shoot me. clarissa's gonna be the one causing me the most headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ackk!!! hate farewell gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may have to get something for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (leung) too... she is such a nice girl. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yanlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; maybe. provided that i have the time. SHIT. THAT REMINDS ME. YANLIN'S BIRTHDAY IS NEXT MONTH... ACKKKKKK!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and gotta buy something for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;godchild's mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. she is such a dear. and my bestie for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe something nice for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yuenping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to cheer her up. since she is pretty emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think in the end i'm the one who is gonna be broke and emo. what do you think??? huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better start farewell letters soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or cliquEIGHT gonna stab me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. must bring thumbdrive. or they are all gonna murder me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-632216875263256229?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/632216875263256229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=632216875263256229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/632216875263256229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/632216875263256229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-having-fluctuating-moods-which.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6038570680013091864</id><published>2008-11-12T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:32:37.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so the super lazy and busy weiting is here to post!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, all the way back to saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday was pretty sucky at the immigration hall thing. waited for FOUR HOURS just to get my passport. UGGHHHH!!!! almost died there. shopping at plaza sing after that. bought loads of food stuff! dinner was 8+. ate at kallang. sort of family outing. since we only sort of reunion everyweek, we gotta bond. hahas. the food was great! but sort of oily, so i got tissue and start absorbing oil. and apparently i was acting like a headcase about how we should not eat oily stuff or we'll get fat, and bro was grumbling about me being irritating. HELLO!!! i dont want to end up 200pounds before i start watching my diet. pass by KPE thrice that day:D love KPE:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH!!! I GOT IN C1A!!!! :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed at home on sunday morning. pillow fight with bro and kena scolded by mom. 14 years old and 20 years old acting childish, so well, cant blame my mom:D went NTUC to get some stuff. ended with me being pissed and locking myself in the room and being dramatic and bawling my eyes out, EVERYTHING! shall not explain. long story. well, only lorraine knows. but still, the forgiving weiting forgave bro the next day. HMMMM. shall train myself to be more hard hearted....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday was GREAT!!! lorraine came over and we were doing some pretty lame stuff... two person being bored is much better than feeling bored alone... :D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went lorraine's house. RUMMY O WAS GREAT (hey! moray. look carefully hor... i got it right this time:D:D:D) hahas. i WON!!! cos i'm good. hahas. played treasure hunt twice. pair with lydia the first time. WE WON!!! paired with waine the second time!!! WE WON!!! second game was much better cos we are getting a hang of it. and is really difficult. lydia almost killed me and lorraine cos her clues are like SUPER VAGUE!!! but weiting's sharp eyes manage to spot some of them:):):) hahas. then me and waine tried our best to make lydia run up and down to get the clues. HAHAHS. we are meanie! but she missed out two clues -.- hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;packed my room today and just slacked the whole day away... SHIT. wasted the whole day!!! hmmm... nevermind. shall cherish tomorrow. draw up a list of stuff to purchase before school reopen:D gotta buy LOTS AND LOTS of nice pens... NOTEBOOKS!!! CUTE FOLDERS!!! ahhahas!!!! WHEE!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sort of looking forward to school reopen :D:D:D but graded assignment is going to sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267753877335080226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267753870713921970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s320/DSC00648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CAMWHORE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267753867910535426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSO6z_WQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aW6fqv8Ze7I/s320/DSC00647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRH4Ik23I/AAAAAAAAAAU/JUELTTBY7oc/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267752647420861298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRH4Ik23I/AAAAAAAAAAU/JUELTTBY7oc/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ME AND LYDIA!!!                                                   TREASURE HUNT PAPER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRHfMiVyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6VI5DkiOKOU/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267752640726587170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRHfMiVyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6VI5DkiOKOU/s320/DSC00624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRJAC-V5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7LJYIYrjR_8/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267752666724718482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRJAC-V5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7LJYIYrjR_8/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRHfMiVyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6VI5DkiOKOU/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRHfMiVyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6VI5DkiOKOU/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRJAC-V5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7LJYIYrjR_8/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME AND WAINE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRINlXmlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Il4e51WPG9I/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267752653178772050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrRINlXmlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Il4e51WPG9I/s320/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE WAINE!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPFQXobI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ucm_NdhVKsY/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6038570680013091864?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6038570680013091864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6038570680013091864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6038570680013091864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6038570680013091864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-so-super-lazy-and-busy-weiting-is.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_AtH1B8_Wloo/SRrSPd6-fSI/AAAAAAAAABE/mfUIN13cObo/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-8976662685014179870</id><published>2008-11-07T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:39:37.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie.&lt;br /&gt;gonna post.&lt;br /&gt;like in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;busy with facebook this few days.&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;shall do diana quiz. or she will say i cheat her feelings. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What would you do if a handsome guy confess to you?&lt;br /&gt;hahas. see whether i like him. if yes then here comes wedding bells. hahas. no lar not so fast:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Would you fall in love with a guy not more than 3 years younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY NOT. SORRY BUT I AM STILL OLDEN THINKING IN SOME SENSE. i want to be protected. not to protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do you find school?&lt;br /&gt;FUN!!! CRAZY!!!! ENJOYABLE!!!! (when there isnt any homework)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;er, charity. to those needy people in other country. to my beloved parents. buy stuff for my friends if they want smth very badly. for brother of course. keep some for myself. donate to orhphanage and old folks home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;erm, i am already in love with many of my friends. but not lesbian obviously. and no wedding bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;er, being loved is blessed. but if you dont start loving, most probably you won't get loved. and if you don't love that person, you will find yourself FRAKING OUT if he/she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is your favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;no preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;feel sad about it and move on. i am not despo. why will i go snatch that guy i slapped the women. hell no. I WILL NEVER BREAK PEOPLE UP. only meanies does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;er, happy alot. extremely happy arh, not much i guess. PSLE result? cos i didn't even study. erm, my friends? yah and my family. though bro can be pretty irritating and gets in my nerves, he is pretty cute sometimes:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;erm, i don't often get angry. i can't even remember what that person did to me!!! how to get angry??? er, but backstabbers, people misunderstanding me, maligning me and PROVOKING ME (eg. my own brother) can get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;god knows. i'll probably die later when i go out or something. car accident or maybe my neighbour will kill me. weird sounds have been coming from their aparment lately. maybe they are training to murder people. scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are your top 5 darlings?&lt;br /&gt;many darlings. shall list more that 5 (not in order)&lt;br /&gt;family (including my brother)&lt;br /&gt;cousins!!!&lt;br /&gt;xinyi chua &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lorraine&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jeanette&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lydia&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;diana&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;clarissa &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;tjong&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;some primary school friends&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lots more.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! who can forget cute little peabrain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important in life?&lt;br /&gt;being happy and healthy, family, cousins, friends, god (OF COURSE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;most probably married but poor. if you are single, most probably you will be lonely and unhappy. i rather be happy and poor than lonely and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;blue???&lt;br /&gt;all cheerful colours.&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE. ALL COLOURS THAT EXIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;this question is like fei hua. OBVIOUSLY. or why would i go into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, and both of them do the same, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;how would i know. i never experience this before. and i remember my teacher once said never use IF. so yeah, shall be a good kid and don't answer:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you someone who gets along with others easily?&lt;br /&gt;hehe. should be bah. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;ER... i like you? i love you? whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people I’ve tagged&lt;br /&gt;lorraine&lt;br /&gt;xinyi chua&lt;br /&gt;tjong&lt;br /&gt;lydia&lt;br /&gt;yuenping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO FACEBOOKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. TWO MORE DAYS TO PLACEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART IS LUB DUB LUB DUB ING.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8976662685014179870?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8976662685014179870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8976662685014179870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8976662685014179870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8976662685014179870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/okie.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17537259588293574909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-1765372095375225075</id><published>2008-11-05T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:16:53.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went lorraine house yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was fun!&lt;br /&gt;played rumpy old and totally drained me of my brain juices. hahas&lt;br /&gt;mastermind was stressful&lt;br /&gt;but lorraine suck at it. MUAHUAHUAS.&lt;br /&gt;it took me 6 times to solve.&lt;br /&gt;and for her, it took 9 times. hehe. and with lots of tips FROM ME. hehe&lt;br /&gt;moray's brain is sort of tiny i guess:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i love her ah mah's noodle!!! so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i realised she and her brother have the explosive hair genes.&lt;br /&gt;like albert einstein.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;stay at home today.&lt;br /&gt;morning call was from lorraine.&lt;br /&gt;watched hi 5 be accident.&lt;br /&gt;was eating breakfast and saw this hi 5 thing. realised i am super childish last time to watch hi 5 EVERYDAY. omg. cant stand hi 5.&lt;br /&gt;help lorraine with her blogskin. succeed one but fail the other.&lt;br /&gt;feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;shall help her agin tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but must tidy up my room first :D:D:D before i go hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;so that i know what i need and what to shop for:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;ohoh&lt;br /&gt;watched the defining moment and crime buster last episode. since i din manage to watch it. youtube is so lousy. they dont have both. TU DOU RAWKS!!!! IT HAS EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;so i was telling lorraine how great tu dou is and i even swear that i will never ever laugh or mock at its stupid name again:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;today is such a peaceful and wonderful day!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hog on the computer THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;shall do something more meaningful tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;shall invite some friends to my house after i tidy my room:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obama won the election. BY ALOT. wonder what those racist people got to say about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to posting results...&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. I AM FREAKING WORRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more earings seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-1765372095375225075?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1765372095375225075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=1765372095375225075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1765372095375225075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/1765372095375225075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-lorraine-house-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7468970353006377152</id><published>2008-11-03T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:23:51.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEE!!! I JUST LOVE MY FRIENDS!!! MY TAG BOARD IS FLOODED!!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.&lt;br /&gt;now. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT MY EAR PIERCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hahas. pierce on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was randomly shopping and mom just pop "hey! i thought you want pierce your ear??? pierce now???"&lt;br /&gt;and she just dragged me int0 the shop and innocent little me was freaking out inside but try not to show it. i was horrified!!!! then the damn lame man ask me to choose my earings and ask me to sit on this death plastic white chair and yeah they were like "one two three" then two guns at the same time just "PAH". and i got ear holes. it felt just like those bleeding sensation and my ears turn red like pig ears. thanks lorraine for giving me her support. hahas. and my dad who ask me to pee before i have my ears pierce incase i pee when that guy is peircing.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks mom for helping me make sure that that guy didn't give me some unbalance ear holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so when i go hongkong, i am so gonna buy LOADS AND LOADS of earings:D:D:D hey! i need something to start with!!! hehe. that'll be a great excuse to by millions and billions of earings in hongkong:D&lt;br /&gt;sunday was just another random day shopping for overseas stuff and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck at home today. but it was really relaxing and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited about going school on 14!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss school life :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAGS REPLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; xinyi (chua)&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i am gonna sing bleeding love :D:D:D hehe. if we are sisters, my bro is so dead lar. HAHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; diana&lt;br /&gt;ABUH DEN!!!! DO YOU HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA WHAT BLEEDING EMBARASSING THING HAPPENED TO ME???? I CAN'T POST ON MY BLOG OR THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD WILL SEE. but i can tell you on 14:D:D:D bored arh, go shopping with ur bumpy lor. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yuen ping&lt;br /&gt;yah!!! me and my lame lame jokes. hahas. i will miss your womanizer!! and the happy toilet rehersal times:D:D:D must miss my blue bunny tail!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;xinyi (LIM)&lt;br /&gt;yes!!! omg. he so cute can?!?!?! on your big wedding day must introduce him to me leh!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;MORAY&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SERIOUS??? MEETINGS ARE LIKE.... SHIT. hahas as boring as cheung's or nath's lesson:D:D:D so bored that i will draw the man jump down the building and start laughing histerically:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;lydia&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LOR. i so broke liao can. still give you thirty percent. thank you arh. somemore your idea is like... haiz... nevermind. HAHAHAHS!!!! ohoh!!! and rmb to help me deco my sketch book!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7468970353006377152?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7468970353006377152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7468970353006377152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7468970353006377152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7468970353006377152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/whee-i-just-love-my-friends-my-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-5163288913227686056</id><published>2008-11-01T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:15:39.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. posting pictures:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;ld competition was really fun yesterday. though something embarassing ahppen to me and i doubt i can forget that incident for the rest of my life. i am not going to post it here cos it is freaking embarassing:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;haven't been enjoying ld for such a long time. infact, havent been enjoying life for such a long time. everyday is so busy, yet fun and exciting with friends and everything:D OMG. it rhymes. shit i'm cursed with poetry slam. now everything seems to rhyme. :(&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home today. suddenly not very used to being so relaxed and nothing to do:(&lt;br /&gt;shall plan hongkong trip.&lt;br /&gt;arckkk. i need a job:(&lt;br /&gt;i am going bankrupt!!! and i need farewell gifts!!! :( :( shit.&lt;br /&gt;but no one will employ me!!! i don't even have an IC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was joking with my parents and bro that i can't work unless i go teach tuition (which no one will employ me cos i havent even pass my Os yet) cos when i go for interview and the person ask me for my tiny pink IC which can fit inside my wallet, i will just pull out my BIRTH CERTIFICATE which most probably cant even fit inside my bag.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i am so lame.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. oh i love the potential break up song!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the song i make up "i am a tiny basil seed small and round!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;oh, this song playing now, the man who cant be move, is so nice:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love my family!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always get very high during holidays:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ld is without W***y Lee, my life will be just wonderful. cos miss praba is so nice. except that she slap me when i call her miss Pee and Prabs:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT11Ha2HI/AAAAAAAAAog/rgy3rnjHwI8/s1600-h/DSC00588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263603880001460338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT11Ha2HI/AAAAAAAAAog/rgy3rnjHwI8/s320/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the bus to art house!!! with wan bing's face at the back ground:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT1Rp5ErI/AAAAAAAAAoY/tglz6oABwu4/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263603870482371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT1Rp5ErI/AAAAAAAAAoY/tglz6oABwu4/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ladies restroom sign at the art house is so cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT1MMQJpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ddC6iSxo7AU/s1600-h/DSC00591+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263603869015877266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT1MMQJpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ddC6iSxo7AU/s320/DSC00591+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the LDians!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263598952248812322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPW_zooyI/AAAAAAAAAno/f3nDQHwlxD4/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my black camera blend in with our shirt:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263598958605304914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPXXfJBFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/cDhZoz4PwLg/s320/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strawberry DUO!!!! hahas. apologies for the inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263598953372643266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPXD_k78I/AAAAAAAAAnw/jKXuclAsVeo/s320/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were cam whoring in the washroom until the sec ones barge in. around 5 to six of them... and we were freaking out. so we each ran inside one cubicle. hahas. until when i finally open the cubicle door with my camera, the sec ones stare at me. ahhaas. oh and the tissue dispenser was so cool!!! is automatic. so you just put your hand there and the tissue will come out. i tried that and got so high and xinyi scold me from being sua koo... where got lor. but after the tissue come out, i never use them:D:D:D all give to the sec ones. hahas. bad senior:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263598962004176546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPXkJfrqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fSNftecxNzk/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, because its art house, so the toilet mirror actually got peom. i got a big shock when i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPYJK4NBI/AAAAAAAAAoI/A3PC83oedjU/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263598971942089746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwPYJK4NBI/AAAAAAAAAoI/A3PC83oedjU/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the parliament chamber seat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ooooh. and the chamber is really cool. should have taken a picture. the previous time i went there, i sat at lee kwan yew's seat:D:D:D and we went to his office to watch this video thing and we were settled in those "meeting" way. like the boss in front then theres this humongous table. but i fell asleep through the movie. my attention is very short when comes to poem. so yah, fell asleep for the 30mins long video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wonder how i can even survive the hours and hours or meeting if i ever become and OL in the future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meetings are so boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should just marry a rich husband and become a rich tai tai. muahuahuas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oooh!!! my cousin just show me this damn cute boy. omg. he is freaking cute. and is my cousin's friend brother which kind of make him 2 years older than me. and he is really really cute. i think all girls will readily agree. and two years older than me... hmmm.. probably will meet him in uni. hahas. sounds so despo. he is just an eye candy lar. but me and my cousin went gaga over him ytd night. hahas. and she says thats my husband. *faint* hahas. just a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but too bad. his from hi little cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which make him my enemy and ungentlemen and one of my least favourited secondary school:( &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/24586755-5163288913227686056?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5163288913227686056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=5163288913227686056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5163288913227686056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/5163288913227686056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQwT11Ha2HI/AAAAAAAAAog/rgy3rnjHwI8/s72-c/DSC00588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-4370306533819428720</id><published>2008-10-31T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:03:45.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from poetry slam competition.&lt;br /&gt;5th in position.&lt;br /&gt;first round was third.&lt;br /&gt;then second round was fourth.&lt;br /&gt;finals was fifth.&lt;br /&gt;totally wth.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored abit.&lt;br /&gt;lazy post pics.&lt;br /&gt;shall post tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;provided that i am free and at home. since i am bleeding busy these few days. in fact weeks. these few weeks were really fun filled, exciting, happy, smiling all the time and relax mentally but tired out physically. so yeah. great weeks. how nice if life stay on this way. i mean, i must admit that for once, to me, ld and poetry slam is actually fun. and yeah. you didn't read wrongly. thats exactly what i am typing. and this post is by weiting. and i am not possessed or something. am freaking tired. lack of sleep can cause dehydration. has been drinking ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and the RIs lost to st nicks. cos st nicks got the champion. erm, and apparently those RIs were last and yeah, even worse, they actually brought cue cards up the stage. and they were the only team... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lots of stupid pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post them when i don't feel so like dying/sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dearest brother (i am talking about my biological brother, blood related de), if you are looking at this, can you please.... STOP INSULTING MY MSN NICK. OR I WILL TELL THE WHOLE WORLD ABOUT YOUR BLEEDING LOVE AND HIPS DON'T LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASR TAKE THIS THREAT SERIOUSLY. MIND YOU. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAY WEI TING IS NO PUSH OVER MAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-4370306533819428720?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4370306533819428720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=4370306533819428720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4370306533819428720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/4370306533819428720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-from-poetry-slam-competition.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7852453896721934856</id><published>2008-10-30T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:46:12.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i am like freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;just want a long long rest.&lt;br /&gt;even during normal school day i am not so tired lar!&lt;br /&gt;camp from 17 to 19.&lt;br /&gt;went out on 19.&lt;br /&gt;walk around 30+ tour agency with bro on 20&lt;br /&gt;take a little break on 21&lt;br /&gt;went out to shop the whole day on 22.&lt;br /&gt;break again on 23.&lt;br /&gt;shop the whole day again on 24 and 25. almost died.&lt;br /&gt;went for bro's celebration on 26. until like freaking late.&lt;br /&gt;went to the stupid tour agency thing again on 27. follow by shopping. then went for dinner at new york new york.&lt;br /&gt;went tour agency again on 28 and shop again. apparently i rushed home from sch and then go out again. and i woke up at 8 that morning and slept at 1 this previous night.&lt;br /&gt;went out yesterday. shopping. then cam whored. then went out shopping with mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;went back school today. the whole day. reached home at 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;going back to school again tomorrow. most probably coming home at 6+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit my life. busy holidays are good. but this is freaking busy!!! and is getting me all so tired and lethargic. and i got this whole pile of stuff to do. not to mention shopped for the tour stuff. and come up with this long long list FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY on what to bring to hk. shit. and many many things else. i don't even have enough sleep during holidays!!! this is abnormal :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;and i don't have enough time. while lorraine is complaning that she is bored at home. and diana is rotting at home. this is so unfair. hmmm... they should donate their time to me. that will be great. i'll graciously accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, one matter off my mind when this tour thing was finally settled ytd. flying off on 2dec. and god knows when i am coming back. forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to memorise the stupid LD lines now.&lt;br /&gt;competition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;and you call this a holiday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to check dictionary for the real meaning of holiday and show it to my LD teacher. apparently she don't really understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7852453896721934856?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7852453896721934856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7852453896721934856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7852453896721934856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7852453896721934856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-3987313213393815342</id><published>2008-10-28T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:11:04.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPLOAD PHOTOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;bro's birthday pictures&lt;br /&gt;celebrate at some club place KTV place.&lt;br /&gt;went home at 1++&lt;br /&gt;super late:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;but was fun!!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcujTYyvcI/AAAAAAAAAng/1hXY61njvmU/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225873640275394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcujTYyvcI/AAAAAAAAAng/1hXY61njvmU/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FAMILY PHOTO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuixzipzI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4QXu7bHDN-U/s1600-h/DSC00460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225864625661746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuixzipzI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4QXu7bHDN-U/s320/DSC00460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and bro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuiisLvRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5Ai-SbACex0/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225860568268050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuiisLvRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5Ai-SbACex0/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celebration!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuiUSMOKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/-15b3kSYmqA/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225856701151394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuiUSMOKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/-15b3kSYmqA/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cutting cake:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuh0xJccI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1li-s3piD_s/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225848241058242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcuh0xJccI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1li-s3piD_s/s320/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my lovely cousins! :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224171118187618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctAM_5VGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nvRYqx7y9dk/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the brothers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224177505763266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctAkyz_8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/lYW9zpfxIUU/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the "womanizer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224184124680882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctA9c4qrI/AAAAAAAAAmo/23j0gdlPeXE/s320/DSC00483(COPY).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acting macho like the mocca man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224187725198850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctBK3UNgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/iOfr1FZwKF4/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take two!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctB6vKaiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/7YV2aN2Gec0/s1600-h/DSC00484(COPY).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224200575904290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQctB6vKaiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/7YV2aN2Gec0/s320/DSC00484(COPY).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BIMBOS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221097302581938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqNSJJYrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KoZiJcNdpBI/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;cam whore in the toilet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to eat NEW YORK NEW YORK yesterday!!! eat hundred bucks exactly. but the food is really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221104738816338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqNt2FUVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pl5VZiNrFUk/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the big plate of food!!! cost 36+++ but is nice!!! meat platter:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to buy winter clothings just now:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221108693416674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqN8k7uuI/AAAAAAAAAmA/AmaQEtbv_Ko/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like this!!!! but cost 200:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221110913046546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqOE2ImBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/boYJDSUk3iY/s320/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look retarded:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqOhvkRVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rLRj2xf0cMk/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221118670128466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcqOhvkRVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rLRj2xf0cMk/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this yellow one too!!! :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. shall end here now:D on phone with lorraine. talking bout long zhi wu plot :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-3987313213393815342?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3987313213393815342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=3987313213393815342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3987313213393815342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/3987313213393815342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/upload-photos-bros-birthday-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQcujTYyvcI/AAAAAAAAAng/1hXY61njvmU/s72-c/DSC00455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-7705255947036990880</id><published>2008-10-27T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:12:31.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reached home at around 2am ytd.&lt;br /&gt;went club to celebrate bros birthday:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;upload the pics next time.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go high tea/dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;gonna bathe!&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;br /&gt;rmb to tag!:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-7705255947036990880?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7705255947036990880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=7705255947036990880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7705255947036990880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/7705255947036990880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/reached-home-at-around-2am-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-6033126307387569590</id><published>2008-10-26T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:43:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9+ and went to some immigration place to renew my passport.&lt;br /&gt;went bugis later on.&lt;br /&gt;shop like hell.&lt;br /&gt;from bugis shopped until chinatown then little india.&lt;br /&gt;last station was at hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;bought A pair of pump. while mom bought THREE pairs of shoes in total. 1 pump like shoes and 2 heels. and she claims that I BOUGHT ALOT. justice?!?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;and she even bought a handbag.&lt;br /&gt;while i finally got my brother his present:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;mom bought dad a sweater. and dad was grumbling that he prefer something with ZIP. cos he is too lazy to wear it like a shirt. haiz... i guess he is the one who needs to learn how to be contented instead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still worrying over my subject combi.&lt;br /&gt;C1a, B4 and B2 SHOULD be my choice.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid if i gave up my place in Triple science, i will regret it forever.&lt;br /&gt;part of me want to take double science because it would not be so stressful. so i chose C1a&lt;br /&gt;but part of me want to take triple science because since i am offered a chance, then why gave up? and i am still unsure about whether i should really take elit. i mean, seriously, my geog is like, 82%, but my elit is only some lousy 76%, i will really be insane if i choose elit right? RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;but i still want to choose elit, and gave up something that is actually MY INTEREST and I AM GOOD AT IT, and I WANT TO TAKE GEOG SINCE I AM BORN. what the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i got the very bad feeling that i will flunk lit like hell if i chose C1a.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i will become A BLOODY NO LIFE MUGGER if i take B4 which apparently, triple sci is already a big stab at my adomen, with social studies which consist of SOURCE BASED AND I CAN ONLY GET THE PROVENANCE RIGHT is the stab to my lungs, and the fatal stab to my heart will be pure geog.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SEE WHERE IT IS ALL HEADING NOW? AND WHY I AM ACTUALLY SO CONFUSED AND INDECISIVE FOR THE FIRST TIME???&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO DIE OF SUFOCATION SOON IF THIS CONTINUES.&lt;br /&gt;MY HEAD IS SPINNING AND MY HEART IS PUMPING 600 TIMES A SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GO CRAZY AT THIS RATE.&lt;br /&gt;:( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;gonna celebrate bro's birthday le...&lt;br /&gt;i am totally not in the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;can someone save me?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;my blood vessels are going to burst...&lt;br /&gt;i am so so dead :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-6033126307387569590?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6033126307387569590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=6033126307387569590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6033126307387569590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/6033126307387569590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-out-whole-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-7461839114986295154</id><published>2008-10-24T14:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:32:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a fun but stressful day.&lt;br /&gt;Cam whored again with clique.&lt;br /&gt;Was compiling all the pictures we took for the whole year and without adding cassandra’s, diana’s and lorraine’s, it already total up to 1340.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. We are a bunch of cam whore freaks.&lt;br /&gt;While compiling, looked through all the pictures for the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;This year pass really fast and cliquEIGHT really had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Will never forget them always.&lt;br /&gt;For eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of stressed up yesterday. Got back results. Got in EC class. Happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;EC class is really going to be damn stressful with all the triple science and pure geog. Really struggle in which subject to take. All my life, I wanted to take triple science and pure geog. However, when the verdict is out, and I got in triple science, I hesitate. I don’t know whether I should take triple science and pure geog. I really wished to enjoy myself during this whatever lame “adolescent” age thingy and don’t want top stress myself up. but if I really want to become a psychiatrist, I need triple science. And I don’t want to jammed up my brain with all the useless pure geog stuff before Os. I feel like stabbing myself.&lt;br /&gt;And the worse thing is I have to hand in all my decision before bro’s birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Which is less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell, I haven’t get him his present.&lt;br /&gt;I will most probably take elit instead of geog. Since I NEVER EVER once studied for elit before test and I can just crapped something and still get straight As since last year.&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, I am taking elit. This is getting stressful. And I don’t wished to give up my position in EC class because only top 100 can opt for it and I don’t want to waste my chance. Can someone please help me. This is idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2OM2o7CI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AtCpES71_3k/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615826086095906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2OM2o7CI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AtCpES71_3k/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; diana the money face!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2NzWde5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/aitPMCB_fr0/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615819240242066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2NzWde5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/aitPMCB_fr0/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the zilians -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2NIyagwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/89glHlMX0lE/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615807814763266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2NIyagwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/89glHlMX0lE/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; qiao er and i with wang lao shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2MiZAW7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6IUAzwbvwXQ/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615797507644338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2MiZAW7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6IUAzwbvwXQ/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cliquEIGHT with wang lao shi again:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2MQXBX7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/rjV0QB7ukFQ/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615792667484082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF2MQXBX7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/rjV0QB7ukFQ/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mirror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1HELjr6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/uIFQhXp44Lo/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260614603987201954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1HELjr6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/uIFQhXp44Lo/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bread buddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1G7xDNWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xi_NV7i6hCY/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260614601728537954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1G7xDNWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xi_NV7i6hCY/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BROTHERS!!! plus axis power!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1GekRJTI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Ms5b1Q8oajg/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260614593890297138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1GekRJTI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Ms5b1Q8oajg/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my assembly mate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1F2t1DuI/AAAAAAAAAko/GQPmzImaY7s/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260614583192981218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1F2t1DuI/AAAAAAAAAko/GQPmzImaY7s/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my no.1 shopping buddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1FmWwefI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KupxIxGdJYo/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260614578801244658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQF1FmWwefI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KupxIxGdJYo/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheee!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzo103VHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/r5zUW_2mrv4/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260612985226220658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzo103VHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/r5zUW_2mrv4/s320/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the feet and hands!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260612992049959234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzpPPxUUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/v6CFsTeOiN4/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tower of pisa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260612992665856418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzpRinKaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/bhrcObRDxsA/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt; so nice right??? realised i am not in the picture???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos nice weiting is taking this picture mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260613000983461074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzpwhrvNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/zwunwyXjlMI/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt; cliquEIGHT rawks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260613006070531058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFzqDeiQ_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Lc5WgP4kIOw/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the hardworking cliquEIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFyaenUNkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ku-N04sfCP0/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260611638965581378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFyaenUNkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ku-N04sfCP0/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cliquEIGHT guan ming zhen da eating during lesson:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(who cares about school rules???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260611640898068066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFyal0DnmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ELXcGR37Svw/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cliquEIGHT daydreaming during lesson!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260611645309289298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFya2Pxg1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/A1VVgbxXU2s/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qiao er looked sad, while i looked fierce:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260611654829677426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFybZtnG3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/MiNVUPK0ll0/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;weiting: eh you want to fight izit??&lt;br /&gt;lyida: no no:( don't hit me... (pitiful voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260611658307539202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFybmqzEQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/YSHdBfulLEw/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;lydia squatting in toilet bowl:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260610031239635890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw85XlI7I/AAAAAAAAAio/4xUetUHiuqM/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" /&gt; during the NYAA talk :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9nrNHLI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sx8uz82Jvxs/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260610043669978290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9nrNHLI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sx8uz82Jvxs/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lorraine look like a tortise. teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9WMSq-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/EC5S7OgEg1Q/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260610038976916450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9WMSq-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/EC5S7OgEg1Q/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look like a dog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9G5Uz2I/AAAAAAAAAiw/IsjMLnZTrFQ/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260610034870832994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw9G5Uz2I/AAAAAAAAAiw/IsjMLnZTrFQ/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; marshmallows!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around with lydia and dragged anyone we know to take picture wiht us:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after lunch, we went playground to take pictures:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260610051871295762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFw-GOjSRI/AAAAAAAAAjI/VRUkEelLdH0/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hsiao wei, me and lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTto8ezI/AAAAAAAAAig/mTk7PTYuFKE/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260608224204978994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTto8ezI/AAAAAAAAAig/mTk7PTYuFKE/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lydia taller than me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTd00_yI/AAAAAAAAAiY/KZ9MjgoSwNI/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260608219959852834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTd00_yI/AAAAAAAAAiY/KZ9MjgoSwNI/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pee ka boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTHNgw9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XnuBeVgNuaY/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260608213889369042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvTHNgw9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XnuBeVgNuaY/s320/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lydia's leg qiao until so high!!! so pai kia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvShvf1BI/AAAAAAAAAiI/OMgWNt2gSxo/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260608203831366674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvShvf1BI/AAAAAAAAAiI/OMgWNt2gSxo/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the swings!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260608201167947522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFvSX0fRwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/6otrYPaRfio/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;say cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260603437932644786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq9HYsibI/AAAAAAAAAhY/A8PCZxPajHA/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260603442421805026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq9YG_r-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Vkc44BNBGNg/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;mirror again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260603446560947746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq9nh1_iI/AAAAAAAAAho/SM_XQOaYxdM/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;xinyi REFUSED to show her hands -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260603453934624194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq-C_3XcI/AAAAAAAAAhw/zUfOxb8V_Aw/s320/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;too bored during ld...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq-aWOFLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0fNI93GBYRo/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260603460202402994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SQFq-aWOFLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0fNI93GBYRo/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; act cute -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shall not care.&lt;br /&gt;I am going shopping later.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buy lots of stuff to vent my stressness.&lt;br /&gt;Shall leave everything as it is until I come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is killing all my brain cells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/24586755-7461839114986295154?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7461839114986295154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-8271562050735515867</id><published>2008-10-22T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:54:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with jeanette, clarissa and lorraine today.&lt;br /&gt;planning to meet at 11.&lt;br /&gt;but clarissa called at 10.15 and said she just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought both lorraine and clar will be late, and decided to meet wong wong late.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, lorraine was earlier than expected.&lt;br /&gt;but she waited at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;spend 15minutes at dhoby MRT just looking for her.&lt;br /&gt;found her in some ULU place.&lt;br /&gt;then clar got the wrong train and end up in marina.&lt;br /&gt;she also got down at the ulu place.&lt;br /&gt;brought them to the actual Plaza sing exit.&lt;br /&gt;and lorraine says she never ever been there before.&lt;br /&gt;haiz... living in her moray world for fourteen years.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch house bunny.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa totally embarassed herself at the cinema. ticketsot the cheek to say "yah". haiz... then she re got the cheek to say "yah". haiz... then she re got the cheek to say "yah". haiz... then she re got the cheek to say "yah". haiz... then she paid 10dollars for the hotdog. and got back 8 dollars change. because the hotdog cost two dollars. she somemore go back and tell that person that he gave her the wrong change. hahas. so malu...&lt;br /&gt;went in to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;whole cinema was empty. only the four of us. i was like "this is damn cool!!!"&lt;br /&gt;then this guy got to walk in and burst my bubble. stupid. then later on more walked in.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was okay lar. just reflect the strong bond of friendships. so yeah. kind of touch at this part. since our clique is kind of splitting&lt;br /&gt;went shopping. met marie. then bernice. i was like "shit. got the very ill feeling that we will meet more people" and god knows i am right! met esther at the MRT and two other st nicks girls at far east. we were running like mad. then go home that time met marie at orchard MRT. realised i always see marie when i go out. hahas. such coincidence. saw xinyi with jolene at far east.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at pizza hut. jeanette rated the top food waster. hahas. luckily this time round the pizza hut trip not so drama. hahas. previous time was spilling of coke, missing wallet and other stuff. omg. super embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;went carrefour to looked for mom's oat meal. and yeah, display the wonderful WEITING'S DETERMINATION. and whenever that happens, my effort will always pay off:D:D:D found the oat meal but mom said she doesn't want it anymore. thanks mummy.&lt;br /&gt;went far east while clarissa went home. the trip was quite fun. crapped with lorraine the whole way. whenever we walked into a shop we will crap something and start laughing histerically. and obviously jeanette can't stand us and gave us the famous "wong wong stare" hahas. first was some weird dicey buisness thing than all the other crap came out. hahas. we walked into this shop call "folio" and said "aiyo, wong wong do project until crazy liao. even come shopping also must do port FOLIO". hahas.&lt;br /&gt;and me and lorraine tried to walk with heels. hahas. i got such a bad time!!! wong wong was WONDERING why we can't walk with heels since she always wear them, somemore wear those THIN THIN ONE WORH.&lt;br /&gt;was fun at the mondo shoe shop... but slowly got bored since me and moray din buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;wong wong bought the black rocking horse i want!!! omg. but they only have one rocking horse :( so sad!!! but since i coming on fri so i rang her first. there goes my "bei bei" hahas. was fooling around with shades. saw that waine looked nice with this red shades. i looked nice in the pink one!!! but i most probably won't wear it. so din buy.&lt;br /&gt;den lorraine got so bored and started "fei teng bin dian ing" hahas. was so funny. and throughout the whole trip i kept harping on the lorraine's egyptian shoes. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;jeanette spend 77.30 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;i only spend 20+++.&lt;br /&gt;should i buy the school bus???&lt;br /&gt;if they din print the word school bus then most probably i will buy.&lt;br /&gt;arggghhh....&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;discover five facts today!!!&lt;br /&gt;1. most common question ask by wong wong when shopping is "eheh, should i buy" (using the teh voice) follow by "how how??? buy????"&lt;br /&gt;2. royal blue heels look nice with jeans&lt;br /&gt;3. light yellow also look nice with jeans&lt;br /&gt;4. when i shoppped with waine, i crapped like crazy. and we never stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;5. i (like lorraine) is super fickle minded when buying things. so the moment we set our eyes on something, we must buy immediately or we will start to hesistate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 7.&lt;br /&gt;went out for nine hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. girls are made this way bah...&lt;br /&gt;PPR tomorrow. shit!&lt;br /&gt;women of times showing soon.&lt;br /&gt;gonna call waine and gossip bout nath and chan wan siong. HAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent get my nail filer.&lt;br /&gt;ackk!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent get gor gor's shoe bag for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and his birthday is like 6 more days?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;and wong wong said she planning to get her sis birthday present NOW when her sis birthday is in JANUARY.&lt;br /&gt;i am such a lousy sister.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, bro isn't exactly a respnsible brother. muahuahua. is a tie.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid cupid show is driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i may be getting ear holes tomorrow... maybe. not sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-8271562050735515867?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8271562050735515867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=8271562050735515867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8271562050735515867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/8271562050735515867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-out-with-jeanette-clarissa-and.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24586755.post-2227260676431709982</id><published>2008-10-21T17:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:05:45.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;today is such a happy day!!!&lt;br /&gt;camwhored!!! then read magazines after magazines!!! crapped the whole day!!! whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;relaxing day...&lt;br /&gt;but i am getting rebellious. din even do my math homework. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care. i am going shopping tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;whee!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;gonna spend a bomb i think. stupid wong wong...&lt;br /&gt;hope lorraine can come along... shall call her tonight:D:D:D while watching women times:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;trying to get farewell present for lorraine and clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of getting one of them those wooden bullentine boards. then developed those nice nice pictures. then buy super cute and nice pins to stick or pin them on the board. shall deco until super nice:D:D:D but i think will cost alot. since one board already cost more than 10+++ plus everything will be 20+++ ooops. wonder who shall get the board. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and here comes pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2mikqQjjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8cAH5lfPgPA/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259543052725292594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2mikqQjjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8cAH5lfPgPA/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cliquEIGHT with Mrs Cheung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259542173309640690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2lvYlOn_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/1tb2uRIbm40/s320/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cliquEIGHT with Wang lao shi&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259537703776500610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2hrORfO4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/lGJ7j6X4Qqg/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cliquEIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259537707665895634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2hrcwysNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jBbR9or4EHs/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candid shot! all look stupid especially diana and lorraine. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259537711764377298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2hrsB8jtI/AAAAAAAAAew/rtGlk4A9Mf0/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny Faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259537719873956146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2hsKPa6TI/AAAAAAAAAe4/S5IPb5BQKoM/s320/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Break time! do you have any idea what clarissa and lydia are doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259542178581184082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2lvsOD_lI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8AaMuqDoWrw/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another weird corridor candid shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541840802785506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2lcB5aqOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/500fnnr-Ra0/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SAY CHEESE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541851642676402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2lcqR2RLI/AAAAAAAAAgo/odvWxtaS7XA/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaning tower of PISA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541863047490850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2ldUw97SI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jKo_ClTgPxU/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diana looked so beng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541882573142626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2ledgPumI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mibxYtyN7ck/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; qiao er looked as if she taking graduation photo:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259540564935402274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2kRw67YyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/EdOq1jdq98k/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny faces!!! and me with fish face:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259540572496238658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2kSNFkmEI/AAAAAAAAAf4/vDYedEh5GpI/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candid shot 2! they all laughing at my dumbness -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259540580222772578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2kSp3uJWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VGusyfOG9pI/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best Friends Forever!!! we Rawks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259540589339414578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2kTL1TEDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/nVUAq1LgMj8/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUPER HEROS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259540598221327074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2kTs66SuI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rMzwoIzU0XM/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the bonded cliquEIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jKvXwB4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/CCFCNPhLcpU/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259539344748709762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jKvXwB4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/CCFCNPhLcpU/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Historical people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FROM LEFT: me (monalisa), lydia (Raffles), tjong (???), waine (???), clar (sherlock holmes???), Qiao er (NOTHING), jeanette (hello kitty), diana (helping jeanette in Hello kittying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jK7YxFHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/wFReqQlMW5M/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259539347974198386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jK7YxFHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/wFReqQlMW5M/s320/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FUNNY FACES!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jLLdDzgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ZDY9I-Il8Is/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259539352287170050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jLLdDzgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ZDY9I-Il8Is/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DIANA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jLbz4awI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yE09oDZyvq8/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259539356677860098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jLbz4awI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yE09oDZyvq8/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and moray ang taking picture secretly during math enrichment:D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jL-kCZ3I/AAAAAAAAAfo/dasxLVJQeRo/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259539366006646642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2jL-kCZ3I/AAAAAAAAAfo/dasxLVJQeRo/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoying Guide's cookies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i must say cliquEight really comes very far. hope we can stay as bonded as ever. and this year is truely really fun and happy!!! whee!!! cliquEIGHT rawk the world!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and me alone have 300+ pictures. so when everyone send me pics for compilation, (which is the nice weiting has volunteer herself), it is a not surprising if it hit 1000. since everyone just have to contribute hundred pictures. OMG. what if it hit over 1000??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH MY GOD. CLIQUEIGHT IS A BUNCH OF CAMWHORED FREAKS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THIS IS SO SCARY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24586755-2227260676431709982?l=memories-footprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2227260676431709982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24586755&amp;postID=2227260676431709982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2227260676431709982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24586755/posts/default/2227260676431709982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-footprints.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-such-happy-day-camwhored-then.html' title=''/><author><name>weiting (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649469049344057853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SP2mikqQjjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8cAH5lfPgPA/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24586755.post-1914799647891360995</id><published>2008-10-20T21:06:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:16:31.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypGiooiPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bU8uCEYhCcw/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am back from camp!!!! So happy!!! Camp was really really great. Much better than I expected it to be. So well, should really thanks lorraine for persuading me to go. Well, although 163 registered for the camp, end up only 120+ went. And by the third day, less than 100 was present. If not for my friends, I would say this camp is down right boring. Seriously. Only during sleeping, eating, at night playing, and stuff like that were fun. The rest was kind of sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;Got in the same group as Diana. Only that was because my balloon got two slips of dark blue paper, so I gave her one. If not, I will be alone. Found a black paper from Qihong, gave it to Lydia so that she can be with lorraine and clarissa. Poor Tjong all alone. But luckily only for the first day. Tjong was super gan chiong. Played double whacko. She kept hitting my leg when someone called her name. I was going “chill chill. I am waiting for that person to come right in front of you then shout another person’s name”. Diana super sway. Me and Yvette was gossiping that Diana and tjong were two unpopular pairs so no one called their name when suddenly out of the blue, someone called diana’s name. hahas. Obviously she kena right. Then me and Yvette was laughing super loudly:D:D:D Night trail was kind of boring. No ghost, not freaky, only sweating. What kind of night trail is this. Haiz. But still, it was over pretty fast, and we get to eat our supper which was one muffin and a cup of milo. Supper was so funny! Clarissa took her first bite before cheong led us for grace. Hahas. Then halfway, clarissa, tjong and Lydia don’t want their muffins anymore because it really sucks (it says fruit muffin, but only the top of the muffin has a few pathetic fruit morsels). And I was commenting that you just thanks god for the wonderful food and then you threw it away. Hahas. And we realized something. When your friend accidentally poured drinks on you, NEVER NEVER stand up first in the middle of the canteen. Because the whole world will think you did it. Let your friend stand up first:D:D:D but if you poured drinks on your friend, also let her stand up first, then stand up later. The whole canteen will think that you are a nice friend and is accompanying her to the basin to wash up. HAHAS. Planned not to sleep actually. But was forced to go to bed at 12+ by the jie jie. So we tried playing cards in the middle of the night. But apparently you can’t see ANYTHING in the dark. So well, end up chatting. But Lydia soon shut up, so I am left to eavesdrop on lorraine and clarissa. Hahas. But they were forced to shut up cos tjong wanted to sleep and they were whispering pretty loudly. Camwhored inside the sleeping bag with Lydia. Hahas. Was hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypG7-fz5I/AAAAAAAAAeA/T5L7gkT1lbM/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264401506029458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypG7-fz5I/AAAAAAAAAeA/T5L7gkT1lbM/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and diana dring night trail!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHERnWCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/xqx5CL5QcQQ/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264403733698594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHERnWCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/xqx5CL5QcQQ/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lydia and tjong preparing to sleep... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHdpE3hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/20KUhIsoAQc/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264410542988818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHdpE3hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/20KUhIsoAQc/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clarissa looks like she is doing sit up:D:D:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHjkTj9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ST1A9qMozBM/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264412133593042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPypHjkTj9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ST1A9qMozBM/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lorraine and clarissa zi lianing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn-rYcwjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Pgy7OaBl5ro/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259263160100897330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn-rYcwjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Pgy7OaBl5ro/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lydia and i!!!! my long legs!!! :D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn-03nT8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ty1rMlBmmN8/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259263162647531458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn-03nT8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ty1rMlBmmN8/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; black beauty:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn_YEQnGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lywi1ttQTEA/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259263172095810658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn_YEQnGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lywi1ttQTEA/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tjong can be on FHM!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn_99T_JI/AAAAAAAAAdo/MShQerhDMHY/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259263182267219090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyn_99T_JI/AAAAAAAAAdo/MShQerhDMHY/s320/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GROUP PHOTO!!! without diana! you know why???&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyQgHwNiQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rnbApYjTFpQ/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyndhAuAWI/AAAAAAAAAcw/95A95W4Xffg/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259262590381326690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyndhAuAWI/AAAAAAAAAcw/95A95W4Xffg/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cos she is sleeping:D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DAY 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wake up feeling nauseous and back was aching. Especially my shoulder since I injured it. And tjong kept hitting my shoulder even though I WARNED her. After breakfast was the award winning sandwich thing. Ours was damn damn nice!!!! I think I will try making some at home when I am free:D:D:D dumpling skin was fun to make. Lorraine says is not bad:D went Armenia trip after that. Visited some Armenian cemetery and vandes joquim tomb. That person who founded vandes miss joquim. Went some chapel thingy. Got tons of mosquitoes bite. Mosquitoes there are so skinny lar!!! No wonder they suck so much blood from me. Came back early. So took a long long bath at the gym toilet :D:D:D group 1 people still having the talk. So yeah, we were lucky. Played card games with yanlin, sherbelle, lih maan and clara after that. Until my clique finished bathing. Went for dinner. Camwhored like crazy. Really crazy. We even made magazines. HAHAs. Dinner was buffet. Lorraine went for second helping and ask me accompany her. Diana, upon hearing this, said “eh, lorraine going for second helping arh? I also one” so auntie lor!!! Hahas. After dinner was some singing thingo. Went abit high. Lorraine doesn’t know most of the songs:D:D:D yeah, so suaku. Me and Lydia sing like mad. But got a llittle bored when is the jie jies’ time to sing. So took some candid shot and stuff:D:D:D went for supper after singing. No appetite. So try away a mouthful of cake, almost the whole potong ice cream and half cup of milo. Open my sleeping bag super big during sleeping time. King size bed. Hahas. Then all 5 (clarissa went home earlyLLL) crowd on my “bed” and play this snap thingy. Taught by lorraine. Scream and scream. Especially Diana. So we played silent game after that. Hahas. Watched big fat liar and lorraine fell asleep halfway. Tjong sleep immediately after the show. So me, Diana and Lydia sneaked down to the specs stand and have a heart to heart talk. Sneaked back to MPR room at 3+ near 4. was super super dark and we cant even see where we are walking. Almost step on a few people. Hahas. Woke some people up cos me and Diana was laughing so badly…… was a great night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPynej_lBWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AFsVOFSFEj8/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259262608361719138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPynej_lBWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AFsVOFSFEj8/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; diana ai mei!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyPuwMQmOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SjqM5j5awKQ/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyneuO4seI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WoYxaaLkZSI/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259262611110277602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyneuO4seI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WoYxaaLkZSI/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can you believe it???? this is rest room!!! omg. so classy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPynfEBZCXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/muPcYftMQdg/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259262616959256946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPynfEBZCXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/muPcYftMQdg/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the candle stand!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymsjZHdPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/QutcYr6F57o/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261749206938866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymsjZHdPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/QutcYr6F57o/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my award-winning sandwich!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymswg2dhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yGkHPaaaYY8/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261752729040402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymswg2dhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yGkHPaaaYY8/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yanlin with her dumpling!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymtWybN_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/iItv197NzZI/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261763003299826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymtWybN_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/iItv197NzZI/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; making dumpling in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymtxb_VYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/W5eaQvjrsGo/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261770156955010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymtxb_VYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/W5eaQvjrsGo/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taadaa!!! is finsished!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyOXJPmZHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XJ89qk7WHhY/s1600-h/DSC02570.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymuMYvNaI/AAAAAAAAAco/zmyYPljZuIs/s1600-h/DSC02570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261777391072674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymuMYvNaI/AAAAAAAAAco/zmyYPljZuIs/s320/DSC02570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vanessa and i with our delicious sandwich!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymJymXy5I/AAAAAAAAAbg/T_veRmf3hlk/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261151993645970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymJymXy5I/AAAAAAAAAbg/T_veRmf3hlk/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my armenia trip partner!!! clara:D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymKWDWutI/AAAAAAAAAbo/YpFa7JFPbzM/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261161510451922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymKWDWutI/AAAAAAAAAbo/YpFa7JFPbzM/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last photo with clarissa:( she's leaving &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymKrI2dRI/AAAAAAAAAbw/euu_zf2U6wA/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261167170647314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymKrI2dRI/AAAAAAAAAbw/euu_zf2U6wA/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who is taller??? clarissa lar. cos she tip toe mah... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymLcYrwiI/AAAAAAAAAb4/5EGlIz97gww/s1600-h/DSC04202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261180390392354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymLcYrwiI/AAAAAAAAAb4/5EGlIz97gww/s320/DSC04202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yanlin and i with our wet hair &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymLlF5DBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XwU0K2IFQOI/s1600-h/DSC04203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261182727490578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPymLlF5DBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XwU0K2IFQOI/s320/DSC04203.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take 2!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylx-uyR9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/BSO4WnhvUV8/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260742933301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylx-uyR9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/BSO4WnhvUV8/s320/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left: letian, lorraine, me, cassandra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylyS6RyiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/FXz37J7Z83o/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260748350212642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylyS6RyiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/FXz37J7Z83o/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; acting lunatic&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyLySvqLgI/AAAAAAAAATY/E8x0WWbnf4U/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylymaLBHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Wsnk8J7aEV4/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260753584260210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylymaLBHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Wsnk8J7aEV4/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last supper!!! :D:D:D (suppose to be dinner)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPyLyjkvTsI/AAAAAAAAATg/TvJfS2srVSs/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylzL4zCTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qIyGQUJQZhQ/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260763644823858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylzL4zCTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qIyGQUJQZhQ/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my "husband" lihmaan!!! we divorce right after marriage:D:D:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylzmhl2qI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DhaioyCbA5A/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260770795248290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylzmhl2qI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DhaioyCbA5A/s320/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my camera skills are bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylYrJa2YI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FEFZdrWJCzI/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260308179573122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylYrJa2YI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FEFZdrWJCzI/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; diana looked so cool in this pic:D:D:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylZLF1WEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/s3xdb3iw5CA/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260316754466882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylZLF1WEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/s3xdb3iw5CA/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mirror!!!! i love my pink slippers:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HERE COMES THE MAGAZINES SECTION &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylZQz44iI/AAAAAAAAAag/A4SKy_55EM8/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260318289814050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylZQz44iI/AAAAAAAAAag/A4SKy_55EM8/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diana posing for kids company - ghost festival issue &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKZBpm0QZ4w/SPylZ4UOa_I/AAAAAAAAAao/fdgSY4U5Z6c/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260328894426098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center
