<?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-6058325017597791502</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:02:25.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-8222207193317329325</id><published>2007-08-28T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T01:13:05.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SUBWAY.</title><content type='html'>Shopping pics are in the post below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today is like, teacher's day eve. Cheryl + Me "ran into" Aik Meng and Lucas at Subway. Looks like there are people who are crazier about the cookies than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aik Meng and Lucas both bought 2 cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only posting for the sake of posting the pictures, which are explicit and related to chap 6.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks to the 'perpetually horny' aik meng.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are snippets of what happened during 1.50pm o 2.45pm; in random order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wd7OQyI/AAAAAAAAATc/6FMM3GJCMK8/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104538093521617698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wd7OQyI/AAAAAAAAATc/6FMM3GJCMK8/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: This is ballooning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wd7OQzI/AAAAAAAAATk/MONWPaIvfYA/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104538093521617714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wd7OQzI/AAAAAAAAATk/MONWPaIvfYA/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Oh me oh my. So big? Looks like this zygote is well on it's way on becoming an...EMBRYO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wt7OQ0I/AAAAAAAAATs/jpFs3p4Fdaw/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104538097816585026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wt7OQ0I/AAAAAAAAATs/jpFs3p4Fdaw/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : Poof! There she goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wt7OQ1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VLRTLetnFM0/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104538097816585042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wt7OQ1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VLRTLetnFM0/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : tiny meets big fullstop! "can we fuse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2XN7OQ2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/8oTqE0g5PGA/s1600-h/IMG_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104538106406519650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2XN7OQ2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/8oTqE0g5PGA/s320/IMG_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : the tiny flagellum + head. see the 5cents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1u97OQtI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EqCwhPFfx-w/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104537414916784850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1u97OQtI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EqCwhPFfx-w/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOESN'T HE LOOK ADORABLE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1u97OQuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rBOAPjUN-_w/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104537414916784866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1u97OQuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rBOAPjUN-_w/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy imitation of cookie monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vN7OQvI/AAAAAAAAATE/3-QfOSmZTlw/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104537419211752178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vN7OQvI/AAAAAAAAATE/3-QfOSmZTlw/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pikachu! The red cheeks? Geddit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vN7OQwI/AAAAAAAAATM/83CMK1yrzEg/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104537419211752194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vN7OQwI/AAAAAAAAATM/83CMK1yrzEg/s320/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating our half cookies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vd7OQxI/AAAAAAAAATU/9QNXicwdUqw/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104537423506719506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1vd7OQxI/AAAAAAAAATU/9QNXicwdUqw/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cont. from way above) #6 : Awww. Aborted egg. Sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1S97OQoI/AAAAAAAAASM/ePp2V1t_uTs/s1600-h/IMG_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104536933880447618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1S97OQoI/AAAAAAAAASM/ePp2V1t_uTs/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie freaks. See the amount of soda we have altogether? Enough to kill a cockroach. (Actually all that's needed is one coke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1TN7OQpI/AAAAAAAAASU/Skai25PEYco/s1600-h/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104536938175414930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1TN7OQpI/AAAAAAAAASU/Skai25PEYco/s320/IMG_0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. Foot long aka 12inch sandwich. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. Two cookies aka Double Choc Chip + Oatmeal Rasin. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1TN7OQqI/AAAAAAAAASc/0v4E-sMsr70/s1600-h/IMG_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104536938175414946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1TN7OQqI/AAAAAAAAASc/0v4E-sMsr70/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what security guys are paid for? Modeling?&lt;br /&gt;("~he's bringing sexyback~ YEAH!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1Td7OQrI/AAAAAAAAASk/MJyW5WLNhwo/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104536942470382258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1Td7OQrI/AAAAAAAAASk/MJyW5WLNhwo/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind is pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1Td7OQsI/AAAAAAAAASs/0zs2tJgeG5E/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104536942470382274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb1Td7OQsI/AAAAAAAAASs/0zs2tJgeG5E/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit! A security guard! I'm so scared I think I shitted all over myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. What was supposed to be after this last picture was pictures of my disgusting thumb.&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly....my com is in some kind of &lt;em&gt;limbo &lt;/em&gt;and I can't upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count yourself lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-8222207193317329325?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8222207193317329325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=8222207193317329325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8222207193317329325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8222207193317329325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-subway.html' title='I LOVE SUBWAY.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtb2Wd7OQyI/AAAAAAAAATc/6FMM3GJCMK8/s72-c/IMG_0866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-5757550427928037385</id><published>2007-08-28T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:46:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEACHER'S DAY "EVE"</title><content type='html'>PHOTOS FOR FX + YR.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : in backward chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzR97OQjI/AAAAAAAAARk/iuPjMtyW-Wk/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534717677322802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzR97OQjI/AAAAAAAAARk/iuPjMtyW-Wk/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only photo of us three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzR97OQkI/AAAAAAAAARs/n0AWLChI4LM/s1600-h/IMG_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534717677322818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzR97OQkI/AAAAAAAAARs/n0AWLChI4LM/s320/IMG_0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shoes, old shoes and some really old slippers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dTXdqBCGsO0/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534721972290130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dTXdqBCGsO0/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to make a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D24v_CYIA3s/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534721972290146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D24v_CYIA3s/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQnI/AAAAAAAAASE/WFz6jzyn7po/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534721972290162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzSN7OQnI/AAAAAAAAASE/WFz6jzyn7po/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection shot. See the guy's potbelly? Rub it for good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzDd7OQeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xFjos7jeSTc/s1600-h/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534468569219554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzDd7OQeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xFjos7jeSTc/s320/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shineee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzDt7OQfI/AAAAAAAAARE/tF_faSzYXh8/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534472864186866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzDt7OQfI/AAAAAAAAARE/tF_faSzYXh8/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee- camera shy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQgI/AAAAAAAAARM/xoRrV85odZs/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534477159154178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQgI/AAAAAAAAARM/xoRrV85odZs/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQhI/AAAAAAAAARU/H5dLEY6qbc0/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534477159154194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQhI/AAAAAAAAARU/H5dLEY6qbc0/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FX so sporting ;D YR almost not quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQiI/AAAAAAAAARc/l0bmA7FRaNA/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534477159154210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzD97OQiI/AAAAAAAAARc/l0bmA7FRaNA/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Next Top Emo Queen. *clap clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbyv97OQZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BXWeEJ0J-jo/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534133561770386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbyv97OQZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BXWeEJ0J-jo/s320/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanru getting her pretty eyes eyelined by FX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbywN7OQaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3ygKLAiplB4/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534137856737698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbywN7OQaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3ygKLAiplB4/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbywN7OQbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zuZZBXT5an8/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534137856737714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbywN7OQbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zuZZBXT5an8/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbywd7OQcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1HNrftB1Gis/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534142151705026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbywd7OQcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1HNrftB1Gis/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot tell got eyeliner hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbywd7OQdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vX4r0_NGqng/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104534142151705042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rtbywd7OQdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vX4r0_NGqng/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why YR and FX have new watches in pink and white respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY FOR SHOPPING UNTIL OUR CALVES FEEL WEAK.&lt;br /&gt;[or is that how love feels?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5757550427928037385?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5757550427928037385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5757550427928037385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5757550427928037385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5757550427928037385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-eve.html' title='TEACHER&apos;S DAY &quot;EVE&quot;'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RtbzR97OQjI/AAAAAAAAARk/iuPjMtyW-Wk/s72-c/IMG_0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-7252598999205032219</id><published>2007-08-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:51:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My extreme mood swinging is probably over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that alternating between "pissed off" and "angry" is much of a difference. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger is hot. But then again, so is running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not elaborate on my eccentric &amp; weird taste, especially in Turn-Ons and Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if anyone is asking, no, soma is not my reason for breathing anymore. his hair has turned sucky.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after seeing yanru's post on her blog (the only one i'm not afraid to go to), I realised that i'm supposed to post pics of our "little" shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time shopping with Anderson ppl, muack muack.&lt;br /&gt;My first time shopping with someone other than Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what an eye-opener ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you read blogs alphabetically-'M' before 'Y'!, here's some excerpts of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Three of us walking from Taka to Far East Plaza without detouring into Wisa / Heeren. (Orchard Point looks GOOD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Harrassing one of the Flag Day dudes at the escalator to Far East. His rigid arm that stuck out from the side was so wrong. YOU DON'T GET DONATIONS LIKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walking in rounds and rounds in Far East. "We come here already right?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Trying on hundreds of shoes. Fang Xian and I both have giant feet. Does size 7 and 6.5 sound familiar to you? (Yanru is a size 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finding underwear shops! Muahahaha! Yanru stalking off due to disgust at displayed lingerie. What was bought is censored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Trying on the same halter in three different colours!! The shopkeeper wants to scam us, we were like "oh, we're trying on the same top so we can take photos." And she was like, Okay, here are the changing rooms, let me get that curtain for you. And after we came out, and let her adjust the complicated top (so many things hanging out) she said we couldn't take photos. Uh. Why are we here then?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Us three on the lookout for gangsters. Almost none. Maybe due to the dancing competition (children to old people!) at ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yanru buying THREE PAIRS of SHOES. Crazy little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FX+me trying on skinny jeans at NewFuture. FX bought PURPLE jeans i think. Super cool. NewFuture is pretty, Levi's is overrated.&lt;br /&gt;     (sidetrack abit : after seeing that white tight jeans isn't my perfect cup of tea, i grabbed a skirt (must be the adrenalin) and dashed back into the changing room. regret not buying it. it fits like a glove; snug, tight and most of all, flattering. DAMNIT. One day I am going to murder my inner/outer/?? prude and shove her carcass under Min Chih's bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having ladies glance at us in the toilet. FX putting on eyeliner for yanru :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Playing hide&amp;seek at Basement 1 of Far East. FX and YR search for me while I steal away to Blossomz to attempt to find the white shorts that Crystal lent me. Not there. Desperation grips me. The shiny glittery $32.50 white shorts that "just came in" is now mine. Suck it! (copyright The KKB.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The unsuccessful hunt for Yanru's perfect halter. (She doesn't like those with a keyhole in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going into The Face Shop and getting the evil eye from the middle-aged salespeople. We're not going to steal away with one of your hand lotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going into Junk Food and getting our breaths (at least, all but YR. she doesn't like T-Shirts either) knocked out by the impossibly beautiful (oh, but it is) shirts and the digits on the price tags. No wonder the shop is empty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tagger selling white-coloured girl shirts at one tiny corner. Too bad Orange is what i'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-STITCH, the best shop ever, with ultra cheap shirts that are sassy and cute. YR and FX both bought a "DADDY'S EXPENSIVE GIRL" shirt (something along those lines). Mine were : "Life's too short to date ugly people" and "I haven't really got a real boyfriend because i'm not allowed to date yet." which is so funny. The shopkeeper's voice was super soft. Anyway. The shirts are like $14.90 or $15.90 and $12 or $14 for second piece bought respectively. If bottoms weren't my main concern....I'd blow my money all on 6 shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7252598999205032219?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7252598999205032219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7252598999205032219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7252598999205032219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7252598999205032219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-extreme-mood-swinging-is-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-7856024779196248709</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:36:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid formatting</title><content type='html'>9/9/2007 11.30+pm. Sunday night. The night before School reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob sob sob the formatting is so screwed up. sob sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gung-ho-ness doesn't surprise me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slicing thumb from sawing oranges and reading LIFE!comics simultaneously? CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fractured feet from jumping off a wall to get a football, THEN jogging for 42min 25sec? CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping super late because of procrastinating the chinese compo? CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. When in our lives have we done yi lun wens before?&lt;br /&gt;The cherry on this timebomb cake is that the question is a Yes/No answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?? Usually yi lun wens will like, ask for your feelings toward the article, not whether you fricken' agree or disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans happy? Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to say "a little bit of both?" in chinese? (Yes, the '?' is intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. It's 9/9/2007, Sunday, 11.34pm and the compo thing is, whopee!, blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;Time for mugging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The absence of a sense of urgency in me is scary.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not panicking because I think i know alot ( i don't)&lt;br /&gt;it's because....&lt;br /&gt;because................&lt;br /&gt;because...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the scary part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HSM2. Disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Gab. and Shar.'s voices give me goosebumps. In a baaad way.&lt;br /&gt;But Troy...how does he get such skinny legs?&lt;br /&gt;how does he fit into those skinny jeans?&lt;br /&gt;why are his eyes so blue?&lt;br /&gt;why did he distribute those pics of V, causing her to get FIRED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought all guys had stumpy legs pumped with muscles.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Which reminds me of something YR said after reading Sci Chap 6 : "Guys become more muscular after puberty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YR : "I don't see any muscular guys in our class. Therefore, there are no guys that have gone through puberty in our class."&lt;br /&gt;Me : *looks around* *for a long time* *blank-blank thinks we're admiring him* *mime puking action and stop looking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muscles, baby!&lt;br /&gt;I can't beat someone i thought i could thrash in arm-wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;Very upsetting. Shall not give the guy the pleasure of seeing his double-syllable name up here.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm a GIRL right? GIRLS don't HAVE to thrash (adjective) GUYS right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's fun when we do :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7856024779196248709?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7856024779196248709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7856024779196248709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7856024779196248709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7856024779196248709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-formatting.html' title='stupid formatting'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-8707974381770365199</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:24:08.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluffy Bunnies</title><content type='html'>I know nobody is going to be able to read this because of something i accidentally did to the Formatting section, and is now irreversible (??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But anyway. My drama senior sent me an email with alot of pictures showing how savages use baseball bats to smash the brains of fluffy seals, who are too slow to slide across the bloodied ice and escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What bitches. If you want to kill something, why don't go play something like Battlefield, or whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If you're the kind that thrives on gore, email me (minyct@hotmail.com) to get it. But it's not THAT gory; you'd be better off watching Saw 1, 2, 3 on youtube. (thanks to ZUL, for the intro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Sept "Hols" are more or less over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing revision doesn't make me feel less like a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My sister is on a self-imposed diet. And on a self-depreciating roadtrip. Like, when she isn't singing Breakaway / Behind These Hazel Eyes / Since U Been Gone (looks like being MTV's AOTM for August helped Clarkson.), she's whining about how she isn't exactly slim nor slender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What's wrong with being flabby and chubby and cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What's wrong with being plus-sized?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yesterday, on Cycle 8 of ANTM (i love that show, but their standards? wth??), two "plus-sized girls" were in the final 13 for the first time in ANTM history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But that's not why ANTM is not up to scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Like that stupid Russian girl? Hell, I think we can find more girls in ANDERSON who look more Mod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But who am I to critique. I'm not the first black to grace Sports Illustrated, I'm not a catwalk guru who calls himself a 'Miss', and i'm certainly NOT a 35 year-old gay fashion photographer who dyes his hair white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming is super fun. You can twist outcomes, replay scenes, zoom in / out, block out things you don't want, imagine various consequences....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is why I stone so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is really in the eyes of the beholder. I can't believe some hold the view that 'X' is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Or maybe 'X' 's fantastic good-looks have blinded them. Or maybe the "some" in question have been desensitized by the not-as-hot-by-a-gazillion people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headhunt is over. &lt;em&gt;But since when?&lt;/em&gt; *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to revise maths..&lt;br /&gt;X={MALE BONDING! GAY PRIDE! SUSHI! SUBWAY! MASSAGES! BLANKIE+TIGER! TALKING INSESSENTLY! MEEPOK!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-8707974381770365199?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8707974381770365199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=8707974381770365199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8707974381770365199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8707974381770365199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/fluffy-bunnies.html' title='Fluffy Bunnies'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6063715340019977384</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:25:13.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovesick Compliations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 Sept 2007. 11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Haha. I hope nobody sees this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they do, it's because they're LUCKY and actually scrolled down past all the pictures to stumble upon this list of insane things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't think wild. I'm just feeling poetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you know when you're in true love? When it's the One?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't mind if the person rejects you, because all you want is her/him to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he looks at you, and when you look at him, and somehow, you both know that you'll be together forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you don't ever get sick of looking at your pictures together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you miss him after walking half a bustop away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you think of him, and wonder what he's doing everynight before you sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you think of him after seeing a word with the same starting letter as his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When his voice sends tingles all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When seeing him makes you want to die because he's too beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When not seeing him for a very very long time, yet knowing that every thing you do, you do it for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When a mere touch...takes your breath away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you don't mind spending the whole day, just lying around with your arms around each other. Even if there's an exam tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When nothing else matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you two subconsciouly move toward each other, so you can share the same oxygen that was running through your veins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When impossible seems nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your eyes do all the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When stressing constantly whether to make the first move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into what may very well end in "...i Do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6063715340019977384?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6063715340019977384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6063715340019977384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6063715340019977384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6063715340019977384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/lovesick-compliations.html' title='Lovesick Compliations.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6118663192978740253</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:19:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asasasa</title><content type='html'>testing #2 2 Sept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6118663192978740253?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6118663192978740253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6118663192978740253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6118663192978740253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6118663192978740253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/asasasa.html' title='asasasa'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-8929017080710065828</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:16:24.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asa</title><content type='html'>testing 2 Sept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-8929017080710065828?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8929017080710065828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=8929017080710065828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8929017080710065828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8929017080710065828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/asa.html' title='asa'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5542443743951023528</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:42:45.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala-</title><content type='html'>First September. 4.48pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings never change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's good to know that more than two things can be the same after all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because what didn't change. Could be the restart of something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that could last. For a long time. In sickness and in health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because what was under the surface was really under the surface; always there but unobtrusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's it's above the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the fisherman catch the fish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5542443743951023528?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5542443743951023528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5542443743951023528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5542443743951023528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5542443743951023528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala-'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5746189853225569206</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:06:03.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>testing 1st Sept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5746189853225569206?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5746189853225569206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5746189853225569206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5746189853225569206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5746189853225569206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-1281771203654467701</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:19:40.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEACHER'S DAY.</title><content type='html'>how do you fix the date?&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min Yi is a special girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For special reasons, this special girl will pretend to be oblivious to someone she adores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her special abilities, this special girl can pretend it's platonic, really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this special someone, whom this special girl really likes, shouldn't be too worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special girl knows how this special person is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;She should know. After all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this is why they call Old Flames, old flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the flame can be rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's not a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not at all&lt;/strong&gt; ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-1281771203654467701?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1281771203654467701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=1281771203654467701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1281771203654467701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1281771203654467701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day.html' title='TEACHER&apos;S DAY.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5275919221744611551</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:18:59.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asasas</title><content type='html'>Min Yi is a special girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For special reasons, this special girl will pretend to be oblivious to someone she adores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her special abilities, this special girl can pretend it's platonic, really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this special someone, whom this special girl really likes, shouldn't be too worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special girl knows how this special person is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;She should know. After all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5275919221744611551?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5275919221744611551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5275919221744611551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5275919221744611551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5275919221744611551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/asasas.html' title='asasas'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6086330744800841822</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:16:40.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Girl</title><content type='html'>Min Yi is a special girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For special reasons, this special girl will pretend to be oblivious to someone she adores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her special abilities, this special girl can pretend it's platonic, really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this special someone, whom this special girl really likes, shouldn't be too worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special girl knows how this special person is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;She should know. After all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6086330744800841822?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6086330744800841822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6086330744800841822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6086330744800841822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6086330744800841822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/clever-girl_6461.html' title='Clever Girl'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-1402241319016248775</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:16:15.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Girl</title><content type='html'>Min Yi is a special girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For special reasons, this special girl will pretend to be oblivious to someone she adores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her special abilities, this special girl can pretend it's platonic, really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this special someone, whom this special girl really likes, shouldn't be too worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special girl knows how this special person is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;She should know. After all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-1402241319016248775?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1402241319016248775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=1402241319016248775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1402241319016248775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1402241319016248775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/clever-girl_28.html' title='Clever Girl'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6348551146403651355</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:15:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clever girl</title><content type='html'>Min Yi is a special girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For special reasons, this special girl will pretend to be oblivious to someone she adores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her special abilities, this special girl can pretend it's platonic, really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this special someone, whom this special girl really likes, shouldn't be too worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special girl knows how this special person is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;She should know. After all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6348551146403651355?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6348551146403651355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6348551146403651355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6348551146403651355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6348551146403651355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/clever-girl.html' title='clever girl'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-7861821158176133792</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:41:44.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypothesis.</title><content type='html'>31/8/2007. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis : That yours truly fits in with guys more than with girls.&lt;br /&gt;Results : Hypothesis proven true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more best friends who are guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happier with guys. Girls make me feel judged.&lt;br /&gt;(like, if what i'm doing makes you unhappy, don't look. not to be egoistical, but to quote from White Chicks : "Don't hate me because you ain't me.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Girls are more complicated while guys just want to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn baby burn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7861821158176133792?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7861821158176133792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7861821158176133792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7861821158176133792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7861821158176133792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/hypothesis.html' title='Hypothesis.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-4326329771784860528</id><published>2007-08-28T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:46:07.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>31/8/2007. Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hypothesis is proven correct again : i bond much better with guys than girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have more best friends that are guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happier with guys than girls, who sometimes make me feel judged. (like, doing what i like makes you unhappy? time for a quote from White Chicks. "Don't hate me because you ain't me." Oops. Sounds bigheaded? That's exactly what this is right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys tend to be nicer than girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-4326329771784860528?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4326329771784860528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=4326329771784860528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4326329771784860528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4326329771784860528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5047696715056057234</id><published>2007-08-24T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:45:12.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNOW YOU DO</title><content type='html'>My #35th post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time zooms past, and now we're presented with descions descions descions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ultimatum that I think I know the answer to :&lt;br /&gt;PURE LITERATURE OR O-LVL-DRAMA. ONE AND ONE ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Majority of the people in 2/1 with ears would have heard this story, but it's irresistable to repeat it here, online, for the world to cringe at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IF I SHIT ONE MORE TIME TODAY, IT'll BE MY THIRD TIME IN THE DAY, AND THE NINETH (sp?) TIME IN TWO DAYS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 23/8/2007, 7am, the end of my violent diarhorrea officially ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 22/8/07, the first time was during Assembly. (texture and sounds will be discussed below :E)&lt;br /&gt;Second time : After recess.&lt;br /&gt;Third : Before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth : Before tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth : Before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 23/8/07 :&lt;br /&gt;First : Before brushing teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Second : 2min after brushing teeth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My own loose bowels disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to disgust YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one's was like curry satay. Or maybe abit of the rojak with &lt;em&gt;youtiao. &lt;/em&gt;Mainly it was brown, a slight greenish tinge (esp. during the earlier times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BTW. I bought a box of Oreos (heaven now costs $3.57 at Cheers) on a whim and ate one out of the two 'tubes'. Why is this info. relevant?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two. Early morning wake up, then shit. (actually shit, in this post, refers to violent diarhorrea that leaves my legs slightly less-strong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour? BLACK. I &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;KID you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Not only is the cursed undigested shit (pardon the pun (: ) BLACK. It has triangular (really) little white things that look like lots of diced garlic that you put on green veg, FLOATING in the middle of the black whirlpool of, literally, shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And every single ml of diarhorrea that gurgles out, stinks like nothing i've smelt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I MISS SOLID SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No more cringing, promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRS WONG'S BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She is a super strong woman, as fangxian pointed out today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Like, she gave birth the day before yesterday, at 3.57 / 3.47am, and two OR three days before yesterday, she was in school, teaching us chapter 6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fantastic woman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When I'm pregnant, I'll watch Prison Break, eat Oreos, read books (no more King! make me feel like someone's watching...and waiting....with a gun....and alot of bullets...), play Sims 2 (not maple, it induces anger. bad bad bad.), write in my diary, take photos of my growing bulge, make lists of Good Baby Names and What They Mean, go shopping for baby stuff....etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NOT teach noisy kids about sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ending off. Talking to people is more fun. Everything is fun. But the degree of fun differs, if not by abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random : I love my capacity for storing pain and hurt within me. Just realised it when resisting to tell someone my camouflaged sorrows that have drowned long time ago. Whatever ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5047696715056057234?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5047696715056057234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5047696715056057234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5047696715056057234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5047696715056057234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-know-you-do_24.html' title='I KNOW YOU DO'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-296094765032181755</id><published>2007-08-15T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:30:34.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know you do</title><content type='html'>I AM GOING TO ASK SOMA TO BE MY STEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next time i see him. Initially, "Will you marry me?" sounded better, but after playing out that certain fantasy for a short short while, I remembered that we're underaged. (and I don't think our parents would let us fly to LA to get married at 16.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOY exams coming soon-Week 3 of Term 4, and we all know how fast time flies when you don't study. (very)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossiped with a guy I barely knew. Super liberating. Got some bite-sized secrets too ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ROOM IS A MESS. It looks like the "No Man's Land" that the notorious four inhabit. Except less smelly, and not as infested with random papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're learning chapter 6 of science right now, and after two short days of looking at that cross-section illustration of guy's "jewels", I conclude that it is disgusting and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are pretty. Present tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that. Some are pretty! some beautiful! some unique! some downright fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, diversity is what makes the world go round yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Besides, with freaks of nature like TOADS and WHALES to compare ourselves to, we'll feel alot better on Bad Hair / Body / Mood days.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MH is nice. Surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice at his own expense, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. After asking him what's another term in chinese for "train", he pondered really hard for a few minutes, then gallantly announced that he would check with Chen Lao Shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanru and I squealed for him to shut up and "nevermind!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not running for one week might have put me in a foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's liquid deprivation-i'm cutting down from 3 litres, i don't think it's very healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunalan says I am "High, morning day and night, on marijuana."&lt;br /&gt;I think that's a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS IN THE AIR!&lt;br /&gt;more on that sooner or later, piano in 30min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REBECCA TAN! here's the pics you covet :D&lt;br /&gt;(in backward chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures of the 48th National Track &amp;amp; Field Championships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquMt7OQVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vz5g9Iu37Jg/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101081061460164946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquMt7OQVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vz5g9Iu37Jg/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punkd people in the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquM97OQWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NFqlgmONxXE/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101081065755132258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquM97OQWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NFqlgmONxXE/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Han and PWF. JS should remember this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquNN7OQXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w1m-yfuQiyQ/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101081070050099570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquNN7OQXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w1m-yfuQiyQ/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. The many lectures that graced the molecules of the surrounding walls have not been lost in my memory. I love his Pep Talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquNd7OQYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hnhguU_ExXg/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101081074345066882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquNd7OQYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hnhguU_ExXg/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca at the back :D&lt;br /&gt;My hair's sticking to my head because i've been hopping around (my armpits hurt) on one foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtid7OQQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YtDl082oxU4/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101080335610691842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtid7OQQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YtDl082oxU4/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've got this big a lead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtit7OQRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5RFZ04XNcXI/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101080339905659154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtit7OQRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5RFZ04XNcXI/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOSES! Yay. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqti97OQSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kY41m4EKdaI/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101080344200626466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqti97OQSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kY41m4EKdaI/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry picture of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqtjN7OQTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/osyOvb-A3ds/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101080348495593778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqtjN7OQTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/osyOvb-A3ds/s320/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses, post-1500m. He has more muscle than some 14 year old guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtjd7OQUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UmAw9WoNzaU/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101080352790561090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqtjd7OQUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UmAw9WoNzaU/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL. THRASHING. NANYANG.&lt;br /&gt;(good girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsn97OQLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/wbw7YastlFk/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101079330588344498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsn97OQLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/wbw7YastlFk/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired old bones who need to rest on the stone steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsod7OQMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fgVLKfM8gP4/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101079339178279106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsod7OQMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fgVLKfM8gP4/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never get to hold this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsot7OQNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/URgeW2UsoXs/s1600-h/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101079343473246418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqsot7OQNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/URgeW2UsoXs/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqspN7OQOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/K9oOuVigIvY/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101079352063181026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqspN7OQOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/K9oOuVigIvY/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEW LIN! &lt;3 href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqspd7OQPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TrFtHqn2g2E/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101079356358148338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqspd7OQPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TrFtHqn2g2E/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "A" Div giants. Looking kinda bored. And lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrk97OQHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nseQ3CXg6vo/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101078179537109106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrk97OQHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nseQ3CXg6vo/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald using the flag as a fishing pole. "yuan zhe shang gou."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrlt7OQII/AAAAAAAAAOM/ET3lY1DMxjs/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101078192422011010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrlt7OQII/AAAAAAAAAOM/ET3lY1DMxjs/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, Rachel, Moses!, Rebecca, Alex, Kenneth, Miss Lee...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrl97OQJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FYLTgEiy7N8/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101078196716978322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrl97OQJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FYLTgEiy7N8/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cute juniors whose cheeks i just want to pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrmd7OQKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3wjsSN1IsBs/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101078205306912930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rsqrmd7OQKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3wjsSN1IsBs/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqYN7OQDI/AAAAAAAAANk/xRAM_LH33H8/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101076860982149170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqYN7OQDI/AAAAAAAAANk/xRAM_LH33H8/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr Cool. And there's nothing you can do about it. Except take a shot of me. Looking ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqYt7OQEI/AAAAAAAAANs/zxrYYGdES7s/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101076869572083778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqYt7OQEI/AAAAAAAAANs/zxrYYGdES7s/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pei Han's hand i think. Mr Lee is definitely NOT camera-shy. (look at previous post with track pics.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqZt7OQFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DnGosvyAktw/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101076886751952978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqZt7OQFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DnGosvyAktw/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE GIRLS! The boys are not as easy when it comes to sneaking up to them, hopping on one foot, and screaming S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E! *press button*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqaN7OQGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cSsjcCGdnVk/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101076895341887586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsqqaN7OQGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cSsjcCGdnVk/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Same picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;BTW! In case you're looking for the so-called formal shots taken at the finishing line, go find Mr Z!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming (round the mountain) on Teacher's Day :D Yay.&lt;br /&gt;So watch out for more camera flashing action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-296094765032181755?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/296094765032181755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=296094765032181755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/296094765032181755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/296094765032181755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-know-you-do.html' title='i know you do'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RsquMt7OQVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vz5g9Iu37Jg/s72-c/IMG_0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-9188602994781852432</id><published>2007-08-15T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:50:40.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMA IS HOT.</title><content type='html'>(Rebecca Tan, THE NEXT POST WITH PICS WILL CONFIRM (gurantee plus chop! haha!) HAVE THE TRACK PICS. IF DON'T HAVE, THEN I WILL NEVER TOUCH MOSES'S HEAD EVER AGAIN. AND I LOVE HIS HEAD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty blogskin that i can't stop gushing about has motivated me to post pictures of today's drama outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the DBS Art Centre to watch Agememnon; that's right, the king who destroyed Troy. [Brad looks like he's been on a steroid-diet in that super nice movie.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to write about how much it sucks and how much sexual innuendo they squeezed in. It was all either about sex or catfights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM PICS ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;(SO not in chronological order.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvLt7OP_I/AAAAAAAAANE/_SnnKURYOIc/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096981373435890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvLt7OP_I/AAAAAAAAANE/_SnnKURYOIc/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; scandalous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvLt7OQAI/AAAAAAAAANM/-26iuWrcROg/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096981373435906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvLt7OQAI/AAAAAAAAANM/-26iuWrcROg/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the KKB gang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvL97OQBI/AAAAAAAAANU/hwY6rUbB4VY/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096985668403218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvL97OQBI/AAAAAAAAANU/hwY6rUbB4VY/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WE LOVE OUR TICKETS. (see cheryl's scarf? VERY soft and huggable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvL97OQCI/AAAAAAAAANc/mMzbPqhLvh8/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096985668403234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvL97OQCI/AAAAAAAAANc/mMzbPqhLvh8/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Didn't know that my camera could capture cheryl AND me. I love Canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVN7OP7I/AAAAAAAAAMk/z3G8tbvNIvA/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096045070565298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVN7OP7I/AAAAAAAAAMk/z3G8tbvNIvA/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF!!! AHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVd7OP8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/h4LJPsqGydU/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096049365532610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVd7OP8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/h4LJPsqGydU/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the bus, on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVd7OP9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tih0J2HUaeg/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096049365532626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVd7OP9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tih0J2HUaeg/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "oh darling, look at the tangles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVt7OP-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/yCNW3YfOYgo/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096053660499938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RscuVt7OP-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/yCNW3YfOYgo/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs Kamal + Mrs Lee! Taken by Jerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscto97OP3I/AAAAAAAAAME/BIxnIetjMow/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100095284861353842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscto97OP3I/AAAAAAAAAME/BIxnIetjMow/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think soma's saying "i don't want to take!" YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE! (hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsctpN7OP4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/GZPkPfNvTqg/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100095289156321154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsctpN7OP4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/GZPkPfNvTqg/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Denise and I being bored while waiting for our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsctpN7OP5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/q5Jr24lXR-I/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100095289156321170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RsctpN7OP5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/q5Jr24lXR-I/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spidergirl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7N7OPzI/AAAAAAAAALk/tJ6bRm7-9aY/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100094498882338610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7N7OPzI/AAAAAAAAALk/tJ6bRm7-9aY/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SOMA THE SEXY AND JERALD THE HOT-CHEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7d7OP0I/AAAAAAAAALs/jwTUSjzRMWM/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100094503177305922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7d7OP0I/AAAAAAAAALs/jwTUSjzRMWM/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping Beauty. Makes me want to pounce. EEK. DOWN GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7t7OP1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RgjHQo2gx0s/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100094507472273234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs7t7OP1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RgjHQo2gx0s/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO CUTE!! Hahaha! You can't see it, but Sakinah's shirt / tunic (?) looks very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs797OP2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6WMlyNm0a7M/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100094511767240546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rscs797OP2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6WMlyNm0a7M/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; two-by-two! &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/6058325017597791502-9188602994781852432?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9188602994781852432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=9188602994781852432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9188602994781852432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9188602994781852432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/soma-is-hot.html' title='SOMA IS HOT.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RscvLt7OP_I/AAAAAAAAANE/_SnnKURYOIc/s72-c/IMG_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-6760220183467876288</id><published>2007-08-15T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:24:12.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING TO CHANGE BLOGSKIN SOON! good, i'm starting to loathe this one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GO TO &lt;a href="http://11062107.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://11062107.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; FOR CLASS CHALET ROUGH DETAILS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;NOT EVERYTHING IS FINALISED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GOT TO DECIDE FAST, 4 OUT OF 20+ CHALETS LEFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHICH IS LIKE, 5%?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;NO NO. 20%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND IT'S SO APTLY NAMED AFTER OUR TWO YEARS TOGETHER, AS 1/1 '06 AND 2/1 '07.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AS IF YOU DIDN'T FIGURE THAT OUT ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6760220183467876288?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6760220183467876288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6760220183467876288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6760220183467876288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6760220183467876288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-to-change-blogskin-soon-good-im.html' title='GOING TO CHANGE BLOGSKIN SOON! good, i&apos;m starting to loathe this one.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-4957072244871558910</id><published>2007-08-15T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T16:28:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we never really had our closure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate fighting for naught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;After studying &lt;em&gt;zhong guo li shi &lt;/em&gt;aka Chinese History for 2 hours 40min straight (which resulted in my sleeping time being 2.40am, which sounds very little, but is actually like, 4 hours) and then taking the insansely hard test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And probably getting only half right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jialat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Anyway. It's the so-called end-of-exams, if you don't count the english grammer thing, because who can study for grammer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;But for some mysterious reason, I feel like studying history, geog, maths and sci. (note the missing "CHINESE")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Hopefully this feeling / impulse lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;I love prison break. The CHRISTinaROSE tattoo? Like never see before leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Monday is the O-lvl-drama Performance thing, prolly graded. Our group hasnt met up since the lesson we were given the 'task'. It's saturday tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Hooray for deadlines and hard-to-fix rehearsal timings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Haven't seen cheryl since monday. Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do they like picking up my rubbish?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;HAHAHA!! Somemore this 'rubbish' is seriously thrashy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;What happiness can they derive from fratenising with such boorishness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Gross. It would induce goosebumps if I didn't know how low they could go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;It's amusing, how freaks are oblivious to the change in the winds in 2/1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone knows what you did..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Honesty (esp. in a test~) is a policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I ate 4 oranges yesterday (as in, four WHOLE oranges.), no surprise that 15+min of my day was dedicated to reading David Baldacci on the 'royal throne'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANYWAY. Class photos are out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YJ observed (rather accurately) that majority of 2/1 look much better than last year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YAY! Haha! Here's some random observations from the 4 photos right in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;1 . WHERE IS JIAXIN?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;2 . Hilmie kinda looks like a terrorist. Grats, bro! You'll have hard times at airports!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;3 . Guo Wei has evolved from doing pretty-boy poses (refer to last year's. he was SO CHIO.) to..um..flushed-faced-shy-grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;4 . Mrs Wong's lippie is bright. Almost an unnatural brinjal-ish tinge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;5 . MH STICKS HIS TONGUE OUT SIDEWAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6 . But that's not all on the "act-cute list"..we have...WEILONG in the photo that's going to be in the yearbook! (don't you just want to pinch the hell outta him?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7 . Jane shows us her eyelids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8 . In the photo-that's-gonna-be-in-the-yearbook, MH is almost the only guy who smiles and shows his teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;9 . In that same photo, 14 girls smile and show their teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;10 . (not gonna count for the other pics.) YP looks like he's about to kiss ZUL in the "hand-stand thingy" photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;11 . Weilong pretending to be a poltergist and pushing phyllis' head down. Uh, what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;12 . DANIEL TAKING OVER GW'S PRETTY-BOY POST! Omg, so chio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;13. None of the guys look very happy in the yearbook photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;14 . Syazwan missing from the Fish-Eye photo......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;15 . My huge eye-bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;16 . JW's open fly! (kidding :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;17 . Danial, Yao Hong, MH, JW not doing anything at all for all 4 pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;18 . Nurul Amira pulling at her tie in the Fish-Eye one. Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;19 . Jia Le looking like a koala bear clinging onto Jane the "tree" in the Fish-Eye one. Go, australia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;20 . Fish-Eye : Fred + JS doing the "SINGA LOVES YOU!" hand-symbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;21 . Sylvia looking gloriously burnt. Her tan (?) can rival Zul's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;22 . Scratch that. We just had PE. So we're flushed. Some are red faced (eg. Qijin, Fangxian, Bertrice!, JS.) some browned (eg. Sylvia, Weilong, etc.) some..PALE?? (eg. Rebecca, Tamaryn, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;23 . WX and Hilmie competing to look the scariest in the yearbook photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'nuff said. off to do o lvl drama. and maybe eat some raisins. and and and. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sllleeeeeepppp.. (you definitely can see &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; through the GGD. ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-4957072244871558910?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4957072244871558910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=4957072244871558910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4957072244871558910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4957072244871558910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-never-really-had-our-closure.html' title='we never really had our closure.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-9117579051896554403</id><published>2007-08-15T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T18:16:43.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU CANT FIGHT GENETICS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some people have irrational fears, eg : fear of bald men, fear of pink shirts...etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My irrational "fear" (it's more of an &lt;em&gt;aversion&lt;/em&gt;) seems to be reading other people's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't dare click on any name on the LINKS section. For fear of what? I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take a good hard look at this "Rainbow Vector" (Vector = ??) skin, because it's going to give way to Yan Ru's black-white-grey creation as soon as we're both online simultaneously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am sick with cough, flu and headaches, but shockingly, i've never felt happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scary. Wei Long can't seem to understand why his hand signs (think of three numbers! clue : 3n is the 'formula'. did you pay attention to TODAY'S math lesson?) bring tears of laughter from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today is a day of apologies. [ there's a song about Sorry being the hardest word to say or something... ] During the first 20+min of chinese...During EFL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Relatively mundane in my POV. But I guess when you're facing two entire levels of adolescents who are looking at you with a potent mixture of condemn and curiosity, you won't be inclined to make a lengthy speech laced with remorse, regret and melodramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Too bad. I, being the Lover of All Things Weird and Sometimes Nasty, was kinda hoping for something that I'd remember for the rest of the month at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;On a slightier non-nastier note, today is Meng Hong's birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Huge surprise. Hope that today has been a happy day for him despite the first 20min of chinese lesson. A birthday is always a day to celebrate and go wild. Did he get any presents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Prolly not. To "compensate" for the gaping hole in his self-esteem, we should all be nicer to him. (not just 'cos he's finally 14, but because it's the humane thing to do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As some people (the Notorious 4?) have illustrated in their dialogues, it's super hard to be civil / nice to a person who will yell vulgarities at random non-living objects, at ppl who weren't talking to him in the first place and the people who were trying to be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love a challenge. It's time to let this cup of milk be fermented!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last four eps of Prison Break. Last four weeks of being able to stare at The Pretty's perfectness on Chnl 5. When will season 3 come out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Exams. Bertrice suspects Mr Low will return our history papers tomorrow. I don't remember taking any history test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haha. This round's CA has been super slack for me. Compared to the midyears, the revision done is like.......*crow call*. This is the calm before the storm that I won't call cramming, but instead, chionging (for end years).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Speaking of the end of this glorious year... WHEN IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL? Shafeeq says Mrs Wong says that it's the 10th of Oct, which is almost virtually impossible, because then we'd have, what, two months of nothing? Not that i'm complaining. Haha!! But so early meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;This info. is kinda important because I want to book a chalet &lt;em&gt;fast. &lt;/em&gt;If we manage to book early, then it's cheaper and we're assured of a chalet. Oh, and the chalet will be within the first three weeks after the last day of school. (if we hold it off too long, ppl will fly off to various locations, come back enviously tanned OR with chapped lips and dry skin, but anyway : it needs to be early.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Have you ever been in love, not with the person, but with the idea of being in love? Have you ever been in so deep (into that "in love with love" illusion) that you really thought you were in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Damn me lah. How many times (less than 3 i hope) will yours truly make this mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Okay. Not really "mistake" lah. More of a delusion. Especially if the delusion is supported by evidences from both sides of the fence. Then that would really suck because it'll be so confusing and sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;But if you have this delusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;there are only two ways for it to cease being a delusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;First is when you know you really don't like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;so what happens if you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Glad not to be caught up in the(/&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;) tangled web of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Or crushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Or infatuations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;What happens..if you agree to stead with someone (not me ar, i'm not not-innocent. yet.) and you realise that he's only in love with the idea of love, and you're just not that into him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;*drumroll*....introducing.....AWKWARD BREAK-UP SCENES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Hooray for friends who agree to be the middleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I WANT TO GET 3O POINTS FOR NAPFA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No further comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But one last thing... I will kill myself if i get 28 / below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guess that's one more irrational fear ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-9117579051896554403?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9117579051896554403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=9117579051896554403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9117579051896554403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9117579051896554403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-cant-fight-genetics.html' title='YOU CANT FIGHT GENETICS!'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-366547119109529626</id><published>2007-07-30T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:21:58.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"don't you love it too?" 301 305 314</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I love national days. Especially when you see a whole stadium of Singaporeans singing their hearts out to Home..Where I Belong..etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kallang waves are fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All the pictures are about..2 weeks old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My mum got tickets to one of the NE shows and so we went happily skipped off to Marina Bay where the primary schools of ?-Z were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My dad noted that our "sector" was the most boring one. Like when everyone was screaming "ohh....YEAH!" (to 'encourage' the parachuters) our sector was silent. Like when it was past 7.30pm, and all the 11 year olds were wearing the (ridiculous) hat and shaking the Star Light, our sector waved the Flag with limp wrists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Heheheheheheheh. That's what you get with front seats. Not that i'm complaining ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We saw our neighbour there :D Christine and her no. 2 brother (no. 1 dunno go where) were there too. And Mark's dad was sitting with Teo Chee Hean (sp?) so we took shots of that too. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My obsessive photo-taking is demonstrated in the following 100+? pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, they're in chronological order the opposite. But scrolling down with this skin (that i feel like changing, AGAIN) is very not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So enjoy the backward show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[very little comments. it's 10.25pm. and i want to change the skin.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJyhMnB2I/AAAAAAAAALE/1urPideZMyE/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096326323088328546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJyhMnB2I/AAAAAAAAALE/1urPideZMyE/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..and golden sparks flew out of Harry's wand..."&lt;br /&gt;(from GOF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJyxMnB3I/AAAAAAAAALM/yG7-xS7gUYc/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096326327383295858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJyxMnB3I/AAAAAAAAALM/yG7-xS7gUYc/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...berjaya singapura..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJzBMnB4I/AAAAAAAAALU/h2JfduGaPIw/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096326331678263170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJzBMnB4I/AAAAAAAAALU/h2JfduGaPIw/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprinkle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJzRMnB5I/AAAAAAAAALc/mPZxwpFtc2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096326335973230482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJzRMnB5I/AAAAAAAAALc/mPZxwpFtc2Q/s320/IMG_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the switcheroo bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2BMnByI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KSXlrwpA90o/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096325283706242850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2BMnByI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KSXlrwpA90o/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shimmy shimmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2RMnBzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Fy8_AEpL5Ng/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096325288001210162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2RMnBzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Fy8_AEpL5Ng/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2hMnB0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/MINiMiq65u8/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096325292296177474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2hMnB0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/MINiMiq65u8/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2xMnB1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Hix0TMn3dxs/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096325296591144786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnI2xMnB1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Hix0TMn3dxs/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finale. Love them lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFBMnBuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ioERebqyhGA/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324441892652770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFBMnBuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ioERebqyhGA/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFRMnBvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SZWaObIiXmM/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324446187620082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFRMnBvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SZWaObIiXmM/s320/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fizzle shizzle mizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFhMnBwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XjfEaaa_LPg/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324450482587394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFhMnBwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XjfEaaa_LPg/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka-boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFxMnBxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L-txsbcxL9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324454777554706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnIFxMnBxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L-txsbcxL9Y/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkRMnBqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GgZnwfTpXIg/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322779740309154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkRMnBqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GgZnwfTpXIg/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're colourful and there's nothing you can do about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkhMnBrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9i54Fi4wA3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322784035276466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkhMnBrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9i54Fi4wA3Y/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Luke..I am your father."&lt;br /&gt;*gasp* *takes light sabre and stabs wildly while screaming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkhMnBsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/s5rZDzkd9QA/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322784035276482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkhMnBsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/s5rZDzkd9QA/s320/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny. Like silver fishes. But the theme prolly is..technology again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkxMnBtI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b8mbhDEIRH0/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322788330243794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnGkxMnBtI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b8mbhDEIRH0/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for THIS is something like Golden Age.&lt;br /&gt;The goldy-oldies did tai chi together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqhMnBmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g-tS2VZtJzs/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321787602863714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqhMnBmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g-tS2VZtJzs/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the Real Kit Chan please stand up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqxMnBnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/w7t4yczoxbg/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321791897831026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqxMnBnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/w7t4yczoxbg/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performers at the back are holding wayang-kulit-like structures of animals like Rabbits..Monkeys..etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqxMnBoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ur7IFvNDDus/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321791897831042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFqxMnBoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ur7IFvNDDus/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His make-up made him resemble a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFrBMnBpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0nXcX6fPsCA/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321796192798354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnFrBMnBpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0nXcX6fPsCA/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. This theme was something like Technology. The lights are actually flying "machines" controlled by technicians on the ground. Very very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhhMnBiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRuLoW03u3I/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096320533472413218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhhMnBiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRuLoW03u3I/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it isn't that dark, just that the flash cannot reach that far, and the sky is not very bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhhMnBjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fRSx1kfkubY/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096320533472413234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhhMnBjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fRSx1kfkubY/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China junks! This is like Sentosa's Magical (or is it Musical?) Fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhxMnBkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eFDpGT_Ghbk/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096320537767380546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEhxMnBkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eFDpGT_Ghbk/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Sesame! This was interesting, the floorboards "split open" to allow the lighted boat-thing to glide through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEiBMnBlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lcV-D0N0Fz0/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096320542062347858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnEiBMnBlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lcV-D0N0Fz0/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fake Kit Chan lip-synching to the 07 theme song which like promotes other countries. "I've climbed the effiel tower, the great wall in one hour..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdBMnBeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A8qgMylJYKs/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319356651374050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdBMnBeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A8qgMylJYKs/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three rollerblading fishies who look like they're iceskating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdhMnBfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rFDtvRbOOKc/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319365241308658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdhMnBfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rFDtvRbOOKc/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All performances have a theme, this should be Water Life or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdhMnBgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-dhjGSQgvEM/s1600-h/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319365241308674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdhMnBgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-dhjGSQgvEM/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine's a giraffe, her's a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;Both don't work very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdxMnBhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-e1GGmPFVWE/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319369536275986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnDdxMnBhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-e1GGmPFVWE/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights! See the pri-sch-kids sector?&lt;br /&gt;See the adult sector?&lt;br /&gt;Lights VS no lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCiRMnBaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/whIpB6Jj1Zo/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318347334059426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCiRMnBaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/whIpB6Jj1Zo/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment. My brain juice is high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCihMnBbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EwL-Ks9iqmY/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318351629026738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCihMnBbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EwL-Ks9iqmY/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think their name starts with a 'C' or something.&lt;br /&gt;Super flexible. Like the submarines below, they can do 45 degree turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCixMnBcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/73YaPJEkw7g/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318355923994050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCixMnBcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/73YaPJEkw7g/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighted blimps. and People wearing the (ridiculous) hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCixMnBdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7aZmwXBLS-w/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318355923994066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnCixMnBdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7aZmwXBLS-w/s320/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of the dimmed sky...are min yi+chih+ting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0BMnBWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HL8QjSDVfE0/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096317552765109602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0BMnBWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HL8QjSDVfE0/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 blasts! This was near some bridge. Uh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0BMnBXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mFPSAKFzZKw/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096317552765109618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0BMnBXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mFPSAKFzZKw/s320/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewing the contigents. Gotta admire those wo/men. Stand so straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0RMnBYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QTPp7k17H1E/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096317557060076930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0RMnBYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QTPp7k17H1E/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure their intention is to scare us witless.&lt;br /&gt;It's working. My bladder feels loose alr.&lt;br /&gt;HIYACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0RMnBZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T7TaephgjMk/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096317557060076946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnB0RMnBZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T7TaephgjMk/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang Bang. They can like, do 45 degree spins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6BMnBSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5It4-VQ-T0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096316556332696866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6BMnBSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5It4-VQ-T0Q/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA! Only sharp eyes can see what I see!&lt;br /&gt;To his left arm is my dad + mum! and my grandmothers are blocked, but on his right shoulder is min chih's head and yours truly taking this shot. Hurray for cameras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6RMnBTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dVqeLxNGAr4/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096316560627664178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6RMnBTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dVqeLxNGAr4/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a good laugh when they announced : " And the Senior Minister. Simulated."&lt;br /&gt;(cue laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6hMnBUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VUh8SZnhGx8/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096316564922631490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6hMnBUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VUh8SZnhGx8/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay's skyline + helis and the Flag + grey sky = beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6xMnBVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_xAYbjN5Wwg/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096316569217598802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnA6xMnBVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_xAYbjN5Wwg/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty lights. VOOM! The symmetry of the air-exhaust pattern is so pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnALhMnBPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JV2dU24J7jk/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315757468779762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnALhMnBPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JV2dU24J7jk/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAHHH!! CONVERRGGEE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Furry helmets are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnALxMnBQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lerTO-mgzb0/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315761763747074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnALxMnBQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lerTO-mgzb0/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. The guys who yell receive trainings months ahead of 9/8 so that they can roar, and people right at the back can hear them, and stamp their boots on cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tarzan. Hear me roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnAMBMnBRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MFMem0iNhHI/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315766058714386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnAMBMnBRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MFMem0iNhHI/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls / Guys in uniform are fun!&lt;br /&gt;M x H = L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_vxMnBMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-3lngKSEzBY/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315280727409858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_vxMnBMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-3lngKSEzBY/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their voices induce goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_wBMnBNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gDaqP6aYw2A/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315285022377170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_wBMnBNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gDaqP6aYw2A/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOODDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_wRMnBOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/R5F8B9A1jIM/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096315289317344482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_wRMnBOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/R5F8B9A1jIM/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE KALLANG WAVE :)&lt;br /&gt;So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LRMnBJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q5NrA8m2UpA/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096314653662184594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LRMnBJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q5NrA8m2UpA/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emcees. The cute mini-blimps. The pretty overcast sky. The expensive lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LRMnBKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NvHGNdRkdQw/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096314653662184610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LRMnBKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NvHGNdRkdQw/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is the sky clear?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LhMnBLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0lGFidBjYnc/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096314657957151922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/Rrm_LhMnBLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0lGFidBjYnc/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners of a talent show? Hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-366547119109529626?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/366547119109529626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=366547119109529626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/366547119109529626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/366547119109529626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-you-love-it-too-301-305-314.html' title='&quot;don&apos;t you love it too?&quot; 301 305 314'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RrnJyhMnB2I/AAAAAAAAALE/1urPideZMyE/s72-c/IMG_0506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-7355748532015062901</id><published>2007-07-30T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T02:57:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THBT governments should sponser free admissions to all museums.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Omg. It's 3 am. Tomorrow is the Science CA2 test. All i've done tonight was the debate thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't touch the chinese w/s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I forgot about art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't read the science textbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I am going to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just hope it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7355748532015062901?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7355748532015062901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7355748532015062901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7355748532015062901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7355748532015062901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/thbt-governments-should-sponser-free.html' title='THBT governments should sponser free admissions to all museums.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-919866336760119648</id><published>2007-07-30T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:52:26.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...me.</title><content type='html'>Crystal and I have been talking for about 6 hours for the last 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So when she slept and 2am and was super tired on sunday, her mum was majorly pissed. Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But anyway. THANK YOU MEINA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's damn nice. Apparently Mrs Wong delegated her to update me of all the science stuff that she taught today (the only lesson in two weeks, AND coincidentally the only lesson before exam) and she was like telling me everything over the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Somebody give this girl a prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope she wins the Most Courteous Student thing. Kind students should not go unrecgonised!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Why wasn't I "in school" today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;ABRSM PIANO GRD. 6 EXAM(INATIONS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm immensely proud of my Aural test. If I got anything wrong, the examiner guy didn't show it. Hearing him say "Well done! Spot on!" in that funky accent compensated for my disappointment with myself earlier on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;My scales were quite good. The pieces ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If (another "If" ;D) I had not put in 2 hours every single day to prepare for this 20min exam, then I wouldn't have felt upset at not playing perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But missing notes, playing too softly, or too loudly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sucky sucky sucky sucky suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My three pieces (altogether about 6+min) could be executed perfectly in my Kingsburg piano. My teacher's ?? (some Jap name) piano was also fine. Damn Yamaha. Why are the keys so loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What's done is done. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why am i blogging when i have :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- art folio. (what the hell?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- debate stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- science chap 4 + 5. STUDY FOR TMR'S TEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- chinese w/s that will invariably take me ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to do by 5 am later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess I can't take my eyes off the com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You can't take your eyes off the answer sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can't take your eyes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^ Lol. The truth disgusts? ^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-919866336760119648?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/919866336760119648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=919866336760119648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/919866336760119648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/919866336760119648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/me.html' title='...me.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-3398414279160250087</id><published>2007-07-30T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:24:12.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>durians = love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;super duper short post. today's debate session was SUPER funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soma was like talking shit from the top of his head. Like "you like to physically punish students&lt;em&gt; because your mama said so.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obviously, Jon was abit pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soma is bitching about how &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people don't have to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prashan was very nice today. That's twoschooldays in a row!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time to upload pictures soon i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After exams! Which is 3 - 4 weeks from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things to Write / Upload about : NDP. CelebrateDrama @ Asian Civillisations Museum. Social politics!! Food, glorious, food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the truth shall set us free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-3398414279160250087?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3398414279160250087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=3398414279160250087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3398414279160250087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3398414279160250087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/durians-love.html' title='durians = love'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5838345854185793724</id><published>2007-07-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:42:17.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no colours here! enough colours in the new blogskin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just yesterday the blogskin changed. now i don't really like it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hopefully this doesn't reflect my attitude toward love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(but as they say : Guys are like shoes! You have to try all of them on before you know which fits you best)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Speaking of shoes.. I JUST BOUGHT A PAIR OF PERFECT WHITE WEDGES FROM CHARLES &amp; KEITH. If that squashed ant-beetle-thing weren't there, I would have kissed it from tip to heel :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Had two whole hours (out of the FIVE) free today. IT WAS CHAOS at the back of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some guys broke a chair. Then other guys went to use it as a cradle or a ship or something. Some broke sticks and tried to "curse and jinx" each other. (Does Impedimeta, Crucio, Expecto Patronum, Obliviate and of course, AVADA KEDAVRA sound vaguely familar?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some did handstands. Some gossiped like girls :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hehehe. Talked to yanru about this guy who sound alot like me. So fun. Name'll be excluded. Not sure if he saw the blog or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A certain somebody's holier-than-thou, inconsiderate and immature attitude has finally gone over-my-board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like, hello? Does being nasty and demanding to everyone turn you on, you freak?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ooh. I can be talking about two different people here. (not from 2/1. we're nice :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's gonna be fun trying to avoid seeing them in a very good bid to lower my blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(miss lee has convinced me (and hopefully cheryl) to buy more new &amp;%@* ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guilty is what I feel when i type. I SHOULD BE MEMORISING FORMULAS AND HISTORY NOTES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last one. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Soma has been torn away from me (to his glee) today. Instead of working with him on the O lvl Drama project, Prashan is his replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hmmm. If you can't get the Moon, at least you'll get the stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moving on, it's my time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never were a friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hurt at first, a little bit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but now I'm so over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5838345854185793724?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5838345854185793724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5838345854185793724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5838345854185793724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5838345854185793724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-colours-here-enough-colours-in-new.html' title='no colours here! enough colours in the new blogskin.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-1304644771287404819</id><published>2007-07-25T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:42:25.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's plant fairies.</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Majority of the ATC population went to the Arts House to watch two performances in the Play Den. If that name looks familar, that's cause it's the exact same space that we had the Marryatville-Anderson performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We watched the Art of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(which cheryl says is "very cliche".)(the Bedok North cast is "somewhat" unprofessional. Sorry, understatement. They were laughing &amp; smirking &amp;amp; giggling on stage when the scene was an angry-confrontational one. Girl 1 lifted her shirt (to flash everyone her paunch) and adjusted her tight pants. Girl 2 KEPT patting her hair during the show, so "out-of-character".) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and Wild Boy something something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The second one was super nice. Something about this retarded (?) girl who loves her dad so much that when he's gone &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and when i'm gone just carry on...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she becomes even crazier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But in the end all is well between her, and she becomes unretarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And there's one guy whose chest is like, WHAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It practically sticks out like melons. His calves are huge too. Larger than anything i've remember in this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I BET HE'S A GYMNAST. Thank god cheryl was beside me, if not i'd miss the whole show while staring at his melon-y chest. (he was wearing a singlet, btw)(quite thin oso.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dear. I should add weird-looking things to my list of turn-ons, which now only consists of BEARDS and GAY HOMOS. (Lesbians would be fine, but kinda freaky.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jerald and Soma (who were sitting behind sarah, cheryl, me, jacqchoo, jacqkho..etc.) were doing some funny-guy-stuff that I shall not repeat. It's amazing what things they notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lots of things to memorise for this week's tests!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maths, history, music , apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After a depressing PE session where I discovered that my incline pull-ups SUCK LIKE HELL, I am going to do whatever it takes to get A for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The worst thing is, I've been religiously doing push-ups (slowly so as to "maximise muscle endurance and stamina) every stupid day since June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If I were some lazy ass who can't lift a normal table without feeling a strain, then Hey, not getting an A for incline pull-ups is normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sob. Miss Ho says we have to do "conditioning". I hope doing 3 sets of 30 reps (10 reps = 10 counts of "__ thousand") everyday from tomorrow onwards after school will help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ahah. Here's the clinch. Piano hands are NOT supposed to strain themselves. You really can't play after straining. (It's true. I couldn't do trills for 3 hours after the 3 sets of 30 reps @ Serangoon Stadium)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My piano teacher says "Right now you have to put your piano as top piority!" And i so agree. (Then how?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Last year before I went into the exam room, i actually broke down. Which is so pathetic, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The only thing good about this is : The one and only person who can torture me (until &lt;em&gt;liddat&lt;/em&gt;) is myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The evil self-destructive perfectionist in me always surfaces during Napfa period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alien nation. Alienation. Or, the isolation and / or ostracization of a person due to irrational and/or rational reasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You gotta look into another's world to see their POV"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True colours surface beneath the scratched surface of painted faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hating someone isn't going to make you happier. The only thing it does is to make the person feel sad for you, for losing the person as a friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if that's the way the cookie crumbles...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(then i won't be the one to help you sweep it up.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(why can't i change the font to VERDANA instead of this ugly thing?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-1304644771287404819?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1304644771287404819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=1304644771287404819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1304644771287404819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/1304644771287404819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/lets-plant-fairies.html' title='let&apos;s plant fairies.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5218741225953763921</id><published>2007-07-25T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:46:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bravery and courage is vastly admired. It's not a waste of effort, it's been noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But to what cost the goal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When the sun is out of your reach, be happy, cause guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all you'll get is a really bad burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friends forever, enemies never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Killing yourself for nothing is stupid. Like, cutting yourself for things you cannot control is stupid. (oops. "practise what you preach") Like, cutting yourself because a S.Korean hostage got killed isn't going to help. Like, slitting your wrists because the sky is blue is also wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pride goes before destruction. haughty spirit before a fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you suck at history, aiming to get full marks is not an ideal option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;think hard and think long. all i want is to bump you back to the right road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then again,&lt;strong&gt; all i want is everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5218741225953763921?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5218741225953763921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5218741225953763921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5218741225953763921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5218741225953763921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-do-very-bad-things-and-i-do-them-very_814.html' title='I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5131094235677181595</id><published>2007-07-25T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:29:30.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS : You don't blame a fish for not biting your fisherman's bait right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Why climb a mountain filled with knives and holes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Determination is fantastic (without it, we wouldn't have stuff like electricity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But limits are good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5131094235677181595?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5131094235677181595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5131094235677181595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5131094235677181595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5131094235677181595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-do-very-bad-things-and-i-do-them-very_25.html' title='I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6589047124729399052</id><published>2007-07-25T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:19:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To cut yourself up is bad. To cut yourself up for nothing is worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can't lose what you never had, so why mourn your so-called loss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Common tests are around the corner! Loads of chiong for maths, history, chinese history..et cetra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mensuration? Did we learn that last year??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Streaming sounds kinda exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Too bad Soma(ma) won't be around next year. Sob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Brain currently incapable of making logical sentences after seeing poor scofield's face get bashed by Kim, the bald rat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;He still looks &lt;strong&gt;Pretty &lt;/strong&gt;with swollen cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's 12.21am, and it seems that there is no way in hell that i'll be able to produce a CD by tomorrow for our ONE AND ONLY technical run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've run out of blank CDs. My mp3 is useless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yippee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Act in the face of danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But don't act to make ppl pity you, because they won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6589047124729399052?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6589047124729399052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6589047124729399052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6589047124729399052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6589047124729399052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-do-very-bad-things-and-i-do-them-very.html' title='I DO VERY BAD THINGS AND I DO THEM VERY WELL'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6718319572461489125</id><published>2007-07-25T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:53:02.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it takes two to tango</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Super short post before the official exam hiatus starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Grd. 6 piano exam is on 6 August, which means it's approx. ELEVEN days away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently, my arppegios suck. Ah well. Looks like 90min of drilling a day ain't gonna cut it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm slightly obessed with Soma. You always wants things you can't get. For example, Soma's cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;He stubbornly refuses to let me pinch it. Sadly, my ninja stealth is no match for his wary eyes....yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's so tragic that he won't be with us next year, and will instead be terrorizing his fellow NJC-ians with his "pick-up lines" from FHM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday we had part 1 or 3 of English Enrichment Course by Mrs Lowe. It was about spoken english...etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Obviously the highlight of this short para. isn't about the 'beauty of vowels and consonants".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wei Long and Jun Wei, the super hyper / zi-high duo decided to chirp happily all the words we were mumbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;You know the seagulls in Finding Nemo who go "MINE!MINE!MINE!MINE!MINE!"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's what WL + JW decided to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;30mins of laughing at "I AM A-DICK-TION" and "ALBERT WENT TO THE ABBOT" and "ACCENT!ACCENT!ACCENT!ACCENT! -BUUURP-" did not go past Mrs Lowe's eyes unnoticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;But scolding the dynamic duo didn't do much. Even the way Wei Long apologised (:"We're very very sorry. We like your lesson very much (ah), that's why we want our english to be good! We are pronunciating words!") was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love 2/1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love Harry Potter &amp; the Deathly Hallows. Who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rowling is genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;No spoilers here. But &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;is so lovesick and romantic. Heartbreaking, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tough Questions on Life in General :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why does &lt;strong&gt;MH &lt;/strong&gt;laugh along with people who are laughing AT him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is &lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;so mean? "...can't we all just get along?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; so mean, and then back to normal once the ball is outta sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why does &lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt; hair grow so slowly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;How does &lt;strong&gt;Miss T&lt;/strong&gt; not notice 4/40 aka 10% of her class drooling and snoring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;What is &lt;strong&gt;Mdm H&lt;/strong&gt; saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is &lt;strong&gt;Mrs W&lt;/strong&gt; still in school? Accidents are bound to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who bashed &lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;'s face when he was a baby? Who gave &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; his deformed face?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Does anyone know about &lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;'s hidden side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;If so, who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who will get inebirated at this year's class chalet? (three days two nights people! bring your toothbrushes, we don't want to ask you if you've ever heard of Listerine.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who will get hit by Cupid's Arrow next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6718319572461489125?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6718319572461489125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6718319572461489125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6718319572461489125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6718319572461489125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-takes-two-to-tango.html' title='it takes two to tango'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-4539231896616481610</id><published>2007-06-23T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:51:47.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the phone ain't ringing, that's me not calling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;According to Crystal, GSS is finally over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Just when I'm trying to break the piggy bank again. Min Chih has agreed to take over my current school bag. I don't know why she would want/like it. Maybe she goes for brands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;According to Junjie, (yes, the very one who got like, ten A1s. But who's counting?), a certain scarred someone didn't die in the seventh book. Damn spoilers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I didn't open his sms. So the only other thing i saw was volder- and then nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Min Chih is reading Deathly Hallows. I wonder if Hermione and Draco hook up. Somebody needs to comfort that broken soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;And finally, after nearly 7 whole months of "abstinence", my hair is finally chopped off! I LOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;While my aunt was making magic with her gifted (and smooth~) hands, my eyes weren't exactly following her. So after 25+min..it was a pleasant surprise :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Can I say something without sounding egoistical? IT LOOKS SUPER CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;My first impression was : omg, she's made me into a 5-year old version of myself. (when i liked to read out every single road sign my dad drove past)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Second impression : I look like mulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Unfortunately, great minds do not think alike. My precocious sisters insist that yours truly looks like Cho Chang in the fifth installment of the Potter Movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Uh, NO?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Here's what she did. I think. : Thinned the notoriously thick locks. Cut off quite a bit from the back. Made it into a V-shape / Rounded shape. Cut about 3 inches from the fringe and now I don't have to pin it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Cheers to perfection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. The exams are murderously close. So far, with regards to serious studying, i've done almost NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Cramming does wonders, but taking things slow is much better.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much my maths / chinese will pick up by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;All you need is a little faith. Ain't that right Scofield?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SOME pictures of the 48th Annual Track and Field National Championships!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbsRMnBFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5XysIGcvyKo/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090012819947455570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbsRMnBFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5XysIGcvyKo/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i have to stand in. (can't recognise the top of their heads)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbsxMnBGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0QoBF2TVi_w/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090012828537390178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbsxMnBGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0QoBF2TVi_w/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i look surprised / skeptical, it's because MR LEE is the one holding the camera.&lt;br /&gt;(Anderson people, doesn't he look like Daniel??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbtBMnBHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fdK95KQsl_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090012832832357490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbtBMnBHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fdK95KQsl_Y/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field Marshals! They're young and like to fool around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbtBMnBII/AAAAAAAAAFU/RIx9jhMnm2k/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090012832832357506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbtBMnBII/AAAAAAAAAFU/RIx9jhMnm2k/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYAN AND THE FLAG. Oh, how i miss the days when Mr Z would run away when i tried to snatch the flag. (He doesn't have to run now. You just have to walk to "outrun" an invalid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNavhMnBBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cD1j4oxtAzc/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011776270402578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNavhMnBBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cD1j4oxtAzc/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan trying on crutches WAY too high for him. Get down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNavxMnBCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L2M5kbdxhq0/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011780565369890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNavxMnBCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L2M5kbdxhq0/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who's having fun now. MR Z~ YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNawBMnBDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ePYND0XC4so/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011784860337202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNawBMnBDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ePYND0XC4so/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B Girl, D Girls and C Girl (s?) and the guys who are not behind me. and miss lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNawBMnBEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/M45S15Yb_Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011784860337218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNawBMnBEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/M45S15Yb_Ls/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLAS AND ALEX!! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaABMnA-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/A4m20XRW4-Q/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010960226616290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaABMnA-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/A4m20XRW4-Q/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My masterpiece! THIS is how I spend my MC days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaABMnA_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/gozMMMsttVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010960226616306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaABMnA_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/gozMMMsttVQ/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Kenneth! Thank God Kenneth is p5. I can see them next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaARMnBAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oS3J33XtDy0/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010964521583618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNaARMnBAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oS3J33XtDy0/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR Z AND MISS LEE. Two of my favourite people in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE COMING SOON-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-4539231896616481610?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4539231896616481610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=4539231896616481610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4539231896616481610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4539231896616481610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-phone-aint-ringing-thats-me-not.html' title='when the phone ain&apos;t ringing, that&apos;s me not calling.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RqNbsRMnBFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5XysIGcvyKo/s72-c/IMG_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-258949220986570082</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:55:05.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's my stupid bitch</title><content type='html'>FOOD SCIENCE COURSE IS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so damn fun. Peter the teacher is so kind, helpful, thoughtful, tolerant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group (hilmie, preanna, cheryl, david and me) was called Rainbow Foam! (no prizes for guessing who forced everyone else to have this "psychedelic" name.)(Groovy, baby.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I have nothing to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been super stress, damn tiring, and more or less mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised how my INHERITED eyebags make me look tired all the time. Thanks alot mum. Kidding. (not sure whether it's daddy darling or mummy dearest.)(hahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of playing soccer with guys (besides the fact that they're good) is how fun it is when they scold each other. You won't hear girls yelling at each other "YOU [insert private part here]!! GO AND [insert procreative act here]!! [insert hokkien expletive here]!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn fun. Even when prakash is pushing me down the stairs, it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm falling in love ith prashan and soma. Ridiculously hilarious. No matter what they say, it's funny. And unlike some people, they can pull off being in a perpetually horny state, and not be disgusting. It's funny, just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bite-something-somebody-anything kind of mood again. Love bug bites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-258949220986570082?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/258949220986570082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=258949220986570082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/258949220986570082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/258949220986570082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/hes-my-stupid-bitch.html' title='he&apos;s my stupid bitch'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-3612919262916473297</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:30:35.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lick my lips i'm fading.</title><content type='html'>YAY!! Watching most of the sec 2 student population huff and puff for at least 10min (dunno how fast istah (sp?) / melvin ran) while hoarsely yelling their names out was strangely satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON'T GO TO SCHOOL FOR A LONG TIME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, that's not all that has changed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say besides that i'm sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Guess this is the game of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say in project runway.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-3612919262916473297?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3612919262916473297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=3612919262916473297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3612919262916473297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3612919262916473297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/lick-my-lips-im-fading.html' title='lick my lips i&apos;m fading.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-9078942871648153951</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:27:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"i'll be tarzan and you be jane!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyone up for a quiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHICH IS WORSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Farting in a public toilet that amplfiles the sound OR Farting in a public bathroom that amplfiles the smell? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SOUND! (if you don't confess, who would know? muahahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being eaten by your family member OR Eating your family member? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yuck. Tough choice. Uh. Eating my family member. Being traumatized is way better than being digested. (CARBOHYDRASES!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Telling someone you like them, and have them humiliate you OR Not telling someone and never knowing if they felt the same way? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Second one, hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Having the best make-out session with someone you hate OR having the worst with someone you love? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Second option is worse. First one would be interesting. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Having your dog poop on you OR Having your dog puke on you? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dettol wouldn't make either better. Um...Puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Receiving a throphy then find out it was a mistake OR Not getting a throphy when you should have gotten one? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Not getting a throphy. Humilation VS Injustice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Frontal wedgies or Back wedgies? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Front ones. Imagine what would happen to guys. Banana Split! Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Waking up to find yourself in the desert OR Waking up....in the Artic? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Artic. Freezing to death can be done while you're sleeping. Death by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dehydration? No no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A noisy neighbour OR A smelly one? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SMELLY ONE. My nose thrives on clean air. Some Miss Sixty Deo would be nice too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Walking into a pole OR Walking into a spider web? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Web. Did you know that an average person would consume at least SIX spiders in his lifetime? The spiders fall into his/her open mouth while s/he is snoring away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eating a goat's eye OR drinking a cow's blood? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(goat's eyes are quite big and glassy right?) Give me one glass of &lt;em&gt;Bovidae&lt;/em&gt; blood anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Slipping and falling backwards OR Slipping and falling forwards? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Right now Forwards seems more fun. If you get a bruise on your butt, nobody gets to see it! (that is, during school hours.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being grounded OR Being spanked? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Grounded. Who spanks people nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Go insane OR Become paralyzed? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Insane. If you're insane, you can't play computer. If you're paralyzed, you can. And mental patients don't get to watch Prison Break. They watch Barney's and other "non-aggressive programs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pissing a marble OR Crapping a baseball? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eek. *nasty mental image inserted into mind* Pissing a marble. (The difference in their diameter is like, at least 8cm??!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Having an itch on your foot with your shoes on OR Having an itch in your butt with your pants on? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Foot itch. (Go toilet scratch your butt.) Removing shoes is harder than sticking your hands into your pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Banging the funny bone OR Getting kicked in the groin? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Groin Kick. Bang the funny bone, also not very pain.. (but that doesn't mean anyone has ever kicked MY groin. because that would mean i would have to kill him/her. muahaha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Slamming finger in car door OR Dropping bowling ball onto foot? :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FOOT! My feet are already fractured, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A lie that draws a smile OR The truth that causes a tear? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the lie. prashan : "the truth hurts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A horror movie that's not scary OR A comedy that's not funny? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Comedy that's not funny. Cause then it'll be lame. And everyone hates LAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hearing someone puke OR Hearing someone poop? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hearing someone puke. Hearing someone poop would be funny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kicking a puppy OR Making a child cry? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kicking a puppy. Children can cry for the cutest reasons. Like when someone refuses to let them bite keys? (that was only like, 500 times?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being stalked OR Getting harrassing phone calls? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Getting harrassing phone calls. I can't talk and do work at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being tickled until you wet your pants OR Being bitten until you bleed? : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The evil, morbid person in me says Peeing on yourself is worse. I agree :E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;____________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-9078942871648153951?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9078942871648153951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=9078942871648153951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9078942871648153951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9078942871648153951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/ill-be-tarzan-and-you-be-jane.html' title='&quot;i&apos;ll be tarzan and you be jane!&quot;'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-5627943453145029668</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:26:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This just can't be summer love... you'll see.</title><content type='html'>I love justin timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! More pics from the marryatville thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The post below has pictures from the last day, while this one has the ones from Wednesday, Performance day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, it's abit messed up, so for this post, it's easier if you view the pics from bottom to top.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQM64q3I/AAAAAAAAADs/KaBg3JUIrL8/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431772321721202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQM64q3I/AAAAAAAAADs/KaBg3JUIrL8/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Puffy Mouths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQc64q4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/5hXnOd3ZFFA/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431776616688514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQc64q4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/5hXnOd3ZFFA/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQs64q5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4XQw5SRoyDI/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431780911655826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQs64q5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4XQw5SRoyDI/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Direct Flash Into Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMU6s64q1I/AAAAAAAAADc/m0oG9bWJdao/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431402954533714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMU6s64q1I/AAAAAAAAADc/m0oG9bWJdao/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min Ting!! Bryan says it's like my face was photocopied unto hers.&lt;br /&gt;We're clones~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMU6s64q2I/AAAAAAAAADk/0LHOLJLkaEs/s1600-h/IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431402954533730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMU6s64q2I/AAAAAAAAADk/0LHOLJLkaEs/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAMSEY + ABRAHAM (after the makeup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUtc64q0I/AAAAAAAAADU/dvuvGtlHtCg/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085431175321267010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUtc64q0I/AAAAAAAAADU/dvuvGtlHtCg/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three dwarves! Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;(Ting's shirt's really cute : 333 IM ONLY HALF EVIL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUfs64qzI/AAAAAAAAADM/IAo2QswcdS4/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085430939098065714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUfs64qzI/AAAAAAAAADM/IAo2QswcdS4/s320/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA! I tried to help Prakash put his makeup on..&lt;br /&gt;but he nearly cried cause i was so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUZc64qyI/AAAAAAAAADE/UYAN-iUeC2w/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085430831723883298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUZc64qyI/AAAAAAAAADE/UYAN-iUeC2w/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Gay Pride.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love aussie guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUQ864qxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/__-xylkgJnU/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085430685694995218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUQ864qxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/__-xylkgJnU/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUJ864qwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Bnzis_eNaWc/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085430565435910914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMUJ864qwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Bnzis_eNaWc/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Does this remind anyone of Chinatown on New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTeM64qtI/AAAAAAAAACc/hrxUS4tBAs0/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429813816634066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTeM64qtI/AAAAAAAAACc/hrxUS4tBAs0/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear, Hear! Mrs Kamal speaks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMT0s64qvI/AAAAAAAAACs/ykM5tWdshaI/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085430200363690738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMT0s64qvI/AAAAAAAAACs/ykM5tWdshaI/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the Soundbox (glass windows seh...dont play play)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTnM64quI/AAAAAAAAACk/unHw1w6IZC8/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429968435456738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTnM64quI/AAAAAAAAACk/unHw1w6IZC8/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No flash photography! (Another Non-Flash photo from the Soundbox!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTPc64qsI/AAAAAAAAACU/zgkYH_qmuTI/s1600-h/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429560413563586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTPc64qsI/AAAAAAAAACU/zgkYH_qmuTI/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TECH CREW! lights, lights, lights, mist machine, SOUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTAM64qrI/AAAAAAAAACM/nElxOJesGvk/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429298420558514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMTAM64qrI/AAAAAAAAACM/nElxOJesGvk/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me + Min Ting + Mum Look Alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Min Chih looks like my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Min Chih looks like my older sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMS5s64qqI/AAAAAAAAACE/QXnmz0y-TcM/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429186751408802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMS5s64qqI/AAAAAAAAACE/QXnmz0y-TcM/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEACHERS!! (miss sharmilah looks so cute and innocent :D)&lt;br /&gt;(at the cocktail reception)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMS0c64qpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jKxtLI9BCI8/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429096557095570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMS0c64qpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jKxtLI9BCI8/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny is Afiqah's brother in the play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now he just looks like he wants to HOOT AR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSuM64qoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z8OVaqQTNK0/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428989182913154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSuM64qoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z8OVaqQTNK0/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eugene!! muahaha.. and and.. IS THAT CARMINA?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(you look pretty~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSSc64qnI/AAAAAAAAABs/qrrc2JpeQ8I/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428512441543282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSSc64qnI/AAAAAAAAABs/qrrc2JpeQ8I/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, the shocked expression of discovering a camera in my dangerous hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't take a photo, minyi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSK864qmI/AAAAAAAAABk/4Ag0vG20TUA/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428383592524386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSK864qmI/AAAAAAAAABk/4Ag0vG20TUA/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was during rehearsal :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(that's audrey on the floor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE THOSE POOFY HATS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSDc64qlI/AAAAAAAAABc/lIVjWNqEa5A/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428254743505490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMSDc64qlI/AAAAAAAAABc/lIVjWNqEa5A/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah and I slacking at the soundbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMR6s64qkI/AAAAAAAAABU/XNw-piw-Mh4/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428104419650114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMR6s64qkI/AAAAAAAAABU/XNw-piw-Mh4/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andersonians doing line runs! The spotlight is there to be "extra"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMRvM64qjI/AAAAAAAAABM/24TWzdnCepY/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085427906851154482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMRvM64qjI/AAAAAAAAABM/24TWzdnCepY/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place where we perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool name eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To call a space PLAY DEN is like calling a group ANIMAL BARN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahahaha! So cute ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;OOPS. GOING FOR XRAY! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will upload the thursday pics later (the day where we went to ViVo (not much pics, cause we were watching Transformers in 2k Digital) watch Dim Sum Dollies (spaz pics taken near S'pore river!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5627943453145029668?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5627943453145029668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5627943453145029668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5627943453145029668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5627943453145029668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-just-cant-be-summer-love-youll-see.html' title='This just can&apos;t be summer love... you&apos;ll see.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMVQM64q3I/AAAAAAAAADs/KaBg3JUIrL8/s72-c/IMG_0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-8565858814710359218</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:50:25.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartographer of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have possibly fractured my foot. What bad timing, seeing that next week is the 2.4km run. Crappy~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's how it possibly happened. Even I am not very sure when and how....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Possibility 1 : After jumping off the railing to get the ball. My landing sucked, and both feet felt like the bones had shifted. 3min later, standing was an option. 10min later, playing football was not impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Possibility 2 : After going home, my mum and I decided to jog, and we ended up jogging for 42min25sec. This was when my foot was in slight discomfort. (but since no pain was felt while wearing Brooks...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Possibility 3 : After taking off the Brooks. Here is where it really starts to hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One word for myself : ORBIGOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha! But I don't regret jogging. (I regret JUMPING. Should have left that to the guys.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With this incident, my mum feels that it is her motherly duty to insist that i have not-very-strong bones, and a suspected calcium deficieny. I can crack my hip-leg joint, spine joint, and my hip-back joint. Which is disgusting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i have a taste of how it's like being an invalid. Very very sucky. Cant switch on the fan with my foot anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;___________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HERE ARE THE PEOPLE MOST OF US DESPERATELY MISS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMH9s64qbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z2b65gxl-MY/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085417160842979762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMH9s64qbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z2b65gxl-MY/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you love it when big guys act gay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085417848037747138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMIls64qcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OtkuvaTNFlQ/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you love it too when little guys act gay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ramsey was sick. Poor baby.)&lt;br /&gt;(that didn't stop him from wearing a "it's not pink, it's lightish red" shirt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMOV864qiI/AAAAAAAAABE/ix6jUqOPrck/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085424174524574242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMOV864qiI/AAAAAAAAABE/ix6jUqOPrck/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HUGS AND KISSES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMIwc64qdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qwoql3Fr-FU/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085418032721340882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMIwc64qdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qwoql3Fr-FU/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear. I THINK that's Cooper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, from left to right, Cooper, Ramsey, Ryan, Jonny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMOLM64qhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQk446Lk8N8/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085423989840980498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMOLM64qhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQk446Lk8N8/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUDREY&lt;3!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMN5c64qgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D7GFkC-gqxM/s1600-h/IMG_0102_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085423684898302466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMN5c64qgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D7GFkC-gqxM/s320/IMG_0102_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From left to right : Ting, Me, Audrey, Lachland aka LACHI, and um...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMLM864qeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/veVnBw1AKGc/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085420721370868194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMLM864qeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/veVnBw1AKGc/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spot Audrey's bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMLVc64qfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4V6oqEtHGi8/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMLVc64qfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4V6oqEtHGi8/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085420867399756274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMLVc64qfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4V6oqEtHGi8/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waving frantically for 3min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-8565858814710359218?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8565858814710359218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=8565858814710359218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8565858814710359218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8565858814710359218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/cartographer-of-heart.html' title='Cartographer of the Heart'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_17te_bkgBkA/RpMH9s64qbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z2b65gxl-MY/s72-c/IMG_0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-7471631389618775532</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:53:45.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..in MY world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apparently today is Chinese Valentine's Day. Giggle-whoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Random para : I mean, she CAN sing, but can she resist from blasting us with sissy songs at random times?? NO. Sometimes it gives me headaches, y'know? Here I am, trying to read Hannibal Rising, and min chih with her "..you get the BEESST!! of both worlds!!..." is a huge distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2.4km run is up in two weeks! Shockingly yours truly fares MUCH better in school than in stadiums. Which spells trouble :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;My friend was telling me about this "fat little biatch" in her school. Kidding. My friend is myself. HAHA! This isn't the end of my remarks! Find me personally to "gain access" to them, not writing them here. I think some people would feel uncomfortable reading them 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1. it's about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2. they don't include "biatch" in their vocab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Reality is hitting me : one way or another, the homework has to be done. For some, their 'major factor of stress' is love. Nuh-uh. I'm partial to matters of the heart. IT'S HOMEWORK THAT'S KILLING US ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;While waking me up, Yanti had the time to check out my hair (bryan : "it's super thick lah!") and yank out 3 white hairs. One was very cute, (Yes, that word is so apropriate) it was like, black at the roots, then white for 3cm, then black again all the way down to the tip of the hair. like a zebra!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Marryatvillians said that they were allowed to dye their hair "any natural colour they liked". Someone there has the most gorgeous brown curly hair. Me likey. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm feeling in a "poet-y" kind of mood. Off to write something, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One thing's for sure...'tis gonna be 'bout lurve. Can never have too little of it in the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7471631389618775532?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7471631389618775532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7471631389618775532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7471631389618775532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7471631389618775532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-my-world.html' title='..in MY world.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-9043433329369299966</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:59:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(talk) to the power of SE7EN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;AHHHHH! THE MARRYATVILLIANS ARE GONE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Four days to get to know each other (and eventually be gay and hug random people walking past you) and now it's all gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Kidding. Bill Gates and his workers created Msn for a reason :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Ooh, yesterday the marryatvillians + anderson hosts all went to ViVo City. Some went on a shopping frenzy, some went shopping, some watched Transformers in 2k digital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Cheryl, her buddy and Ting went shopping. Audrey, Lachi, Hady, Halim, Denise, Me...+15 other ppl watched Transformers. The fight scene was SO long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;But sitting with someone made up for it. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ANYWAY. i think i sound slightly spazzed out. that's what happens when you sleep for four hours, then wake at 4am, hustle and bustle around, and then run 2.4km four hours later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we were waving so violently until our bodies were moving, it's like...there was this empty feeling. Haha. On the first day I was all "shit shit shit. bury me in a pit so i don't have to talk to anyone" and now i'm like "3..2..1..3.. SAY CHEESE!!". Metamorphosis. (m{phosis.)(GSS ain't over yet, baby.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY BUDDY, TING, BOUGHT A BIKINI. And i'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I kinda want one too. Hmmm... Black sounds too safe. Red would be too lifeguard-ish. White is yuck. Green...not my colour. Brown? Nah. Orange good??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cool sia. Then at the end of the year we can all have a chalet-cum-beach party, BIKINIS and SPEEDOS MANDATORY. Kidding, again. Nobody wants to see how much you DON'T need to wear underwear (cause there's nothing to hide~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oops. Why am i talking liddat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Typing Under The Influence Of Soma. Hilarious. Most of the guys there are. Like the infamous Ramsey. "it's not pink, it's lightish red"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sure everyone's noticed it, maybe even TYPED about it (currently not reading blogs. my com is very prone to jamming nowadays), but what's up with the weather?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tsk tsk! I hate the way my skin gets shimmery and slick with pespiration. Somemore the uniform is so uncomfortable. Like for guys, when they sweat, the shirt sticks onto their backs with some air bubbles speckled around. For us ladies...let's just say that guys are lucky that they don't have to wear singlets, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;my brain cells are fried. how to do chinese / math / history? -XOXO- tomorrow is 7/7/07. something's gotta give -XOXO- my piano exam date is nearing, xue te. -XOXO- i don't love michael, i love scofield. -XOXO- bikinis are fine with me, but NO T-BACKS! (cheryl and cat.'ll know this) -XOXO- i love that special photo :D (johnny is not the only cute guy.) -XOXO- i love running. away. from. you. -XOXO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hugs and kisses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-9043433329369299966?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9043433329369299966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=9043433329369299966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9043433329369299966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/9043433329369299966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/talk-to-power-of-se7en.html' title='(talk) to the power of SE7EN!'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-7540264802807025581</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:51:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression / Agression / Passion? 1 &amp; 2 is the cause of 3.</title><content type='html'>In contrast with my super long and many-articled post below... here's a short one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL........ool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly all the homework i've not completed are not currently wanted by the teachers. But it's only tuesday...things could happen...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, i'm going to be not going for quite a few (at least 3?) drama sessions cause it clashes with Junior Track Nationals. Hope the teachers don't take it the wrong way. I mean, I'm not even going to fetch my mum from the airport this thursday because it also clashes with track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despo. But imma gonna make a totally nice card with loads of random salutations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the first two days of term 3 have been fantastic. I should stop cutting, but it's hard to stop doing something that distracts from greater pain. Yeah, you heard me, slitting is the lesser evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to wallow in self-pity, and the blade / ruler (which really sucks by the way.) is aiding my way to get out of any hole i might have dug myself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Better not make people nervous or anything. If MY friend start sawing at herself with blank eyes, I'd go insane and burn all her blades. So shall not torture people who care about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall write in diary instead. haha! kidding. piano later, cannot exert too much energy on hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hands.. Today was the UNSW English Writing Competition and we had to like write a debate speech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest obstacle was I didn't know which side to side with. In debates, your side is chosen for you, you don't have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I agreed that, YES, the benefits of new technologies are justified by our (apparent) loss of privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are they gonna mark? Like, i mean, what yardstick can they possibly use? [common sense, lol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-7540264802807025581?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7540264802807025581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=7540264802807025581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7540264802807025581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/7540264802807025581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/depression-agression-passion-1-2-is.html' title='Depression / Agression / Passion? 1 &amp; 2 is the cause of 3.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-3551074470210825007</id><published>2007-06-22T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:02:20.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minus the 'ego' at the end. WHO CAN GET THE ANSWER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Sunday is the debate interview thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Today is Friday. And i'm trying to spot questions. Hopefully they'd ask stuff like "What is your favourite movie and Why?" instead of things like "What can you contribute to the Debate Excellence Program?", because seriously, how would i know what to contribute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Ask me to give and i'll give. Hard to build castles in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;So everynight, when i bathe (cause there's nothing much to think of except that), i make up imaginary questions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;This is hard. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What is even harder is trying to go for the Track Nationals when i'm supposed to be hosting people from Marryatville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They're coming for the homestay thing from 2 July to 5 July. JUST NICE that from 3-5 July has 3 afternoon sessions of of the 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And this year, the very last batch that I know well (the rest were p3 when we were p6, so don't really talk to them) and I already missed the Relay Nationals in March, so I MUST NOT MISS THIS ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And JUST NICE also, one session is on speech day day. Most probably I don't have to go. Lucky I didn't go for the June Hols Drama Rehearsal (must pioritize).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I LOVE TRACK. Especially since you can get a tan too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;OMG, last year was fantastic. The 2006 B girls team (Now Sec 1) won championship title for the whole division. That's like Anderson's Basketball team winning championship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;And it was the first time for ROSYTH to get such a title. So obviously, everyone was like insanly happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Speaking of alma maters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Miss (or is it Mrs?) Celine Ng, the principal of Rosyth for 2 years is, in essence, a bad bad woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her irrational 'fear' of alumni returning is shocking. She gets the poor security guards to chase us ex-Rosythians out like we're terrorists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;like, WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tsk tsk. And she has some pretty weird ideals about how Rosyth should be run. Students have to bow ninety degrees when saying Good Morning/Afternoon. There is a "silence clap" where everyone must clap, put their fingers to their lips and sit up straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Idealistic communist. (MAO ZE DONG! HIYACK!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alot of us love our primary schools right? The classmates...the teachers...the 6 years spent in that familiar compound....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;We should not be denied entrance to a part of our history!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What a....yeppez. (my bestfriend from pri sch made up his own language. to do this you either have to be mentally retarded or really clever. he's now in NUS high. (and his hands are like dustbin covers- at least 10cm bigger than mine) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Enough ranting. Time for raving :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I HAVENT DONE ENOUGH SHOPPING AND LOOK WHAT TIME OF THE YEAR IT IS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;END OF GSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It might be psychological, the reason why I cannot find anything wearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have this mentality that all shirts don't fit me and I have to find really big ones. And big shirts that are nice are rare. ( I don't mean to say "I THINK I'M FAT AND HAVE A HUGE PERDONKEY", but it's like... they're TIGHT. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;OH! Maybe it's not just psychological! My shoulders are broad, baby :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So that's why Crystal keeps telling me "Too many push ups / sit ups / ______ are BAD!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;See who has the last laugh when I kill off fellow ninjas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;MAYBE I SHOULD MAKE MY OWN STUFF!! WOW! Like ting hui sewed an entire BAG from her old jeans. How brilliant is that?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Shiokadoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;We are happy little kids having lots of fun; happy little kids ARE we... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;We love to ? and ? ? ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Shit. Cant remember the PAP kindergarten song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Kindergarten was so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;There was this guy (who later went on to Rosyth too, and was in my p1 p5 p6 class) who wasn't exactly the most talkative guy in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I dunno what inspired me, but I pointed the middle finger at him and grinned : " SEE? I CAN DO THIS! CAN YOU DO THIS?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And he quietly told me that that was the "gun finger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;DAMN FUN. Of course when I was 5 I didn't know that that meant UP YOURS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And there was this guy who drew pretty dinosaurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And this girl who liked to put her head in plastic folders (much to the panic of my teachers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And this guy who peed in his pants. sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And this girl who was a spoilt brat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;If only all of us, at this "mature" age (like people read Cujo and they go to page ??? to see the "mole just about her %(&amp;^%" part. haha!) can still act like kindergarteners. Like, we all don't know anything and are just wearing the damn uniform and sitting there playing with Lego FOR FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Because Lego makes the world go round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;(hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-3551074470210825007?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3551074470210825007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=3551074470210825007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3551074470210825007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3551074470210825007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/minus-ego-at-end-who-can-get-answer.html' title='minus the &apos;ego&apos; at the end. WHO CAN GET THE ANSWER?'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-5524743384734622391</id><published>2007-06-20T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:55:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pee-Pee Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went ice-skating today again. From 11.30 to 3.45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SO MANY PEOPLE! OMFG, easily about 200. And it doesn't help that they all hold hands (like in groups of 5?) and stumble around screaming like headless chickens. Hard to navigate seh. They should have RESTRICTIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But that's kinda mean. Like, you're from (let's say, uh,) Serangoon. And you go all the way to Jurong East to ice skate and the lady in the blue jacket refuses to let you in cause there are too many people in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ah well. Min Chih and Min Ting had ALOT to say about the "hockey" people who kept "inconsiderately whizzing past people". And somehow, Min Chih observed that this guy purposely scanned the crowd for 'weak' people and encircled them to "disorientate" them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Funny. Why didn't I see that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No more free advertising for Fuji Ice Palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yesterday my family all decided on watching Men In White at Jubilee. Tickets were dirt cheap. $5! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Men In White is genius. Even though Chih and my dad (smsing during the show...wasted man) think that it has no plot at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IT MAKES ME LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Actually, I laughed until I puked on the Eng Wah floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;It's like this : Yum yum yum. Eat popcorn. Popcorn slides down gullet. Glug glug glug. Coke follows after. Look up at screen. Try to quickly swallow gassy drink. Shit, cannot, too much Coke inside. What cannot go in, must come out. BLEUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Oops. I used my hand to cover it. So it kinda exploded... PHOOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Sticky mess. It was around the starting. So i had to put my feet on the chair in front. Even though it was a 9.30pm show, still got quite some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PRISON BREAK. WENTWORTH IS SO HOT.&lt;br /&gt;I love grass jelly too.&lt;br /&gt;but most of all... i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so fun :E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ever wondered what life without chocolate would be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that doesn't have any hidden meaning. Haha! Just wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me whisper in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i love poetic stuff.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5524743384734622391?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5524743384734622391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5524743384734622391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5524743384734622391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5524743384734622391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-pee-pee-boy.html' title='My Pee-Pee Boy'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-8032960495223247559</id><published>2007-06-15T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:11:39.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suckin' too hard on a lollipop, well, love's gonna get you down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;School reopens in two weeks. More than 75% of my homework is not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wonder whether teachers will really collect the homework anot. Haha! Either way, i'm not going to force myself to toil over "simple probabilties", "mean median mode" and "book reviews with less than 40 words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maybe i'll do that last one. Tralalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S YAN RU'S BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!! Keep on shining starshine! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Oh, and it's my grandmas birthday too. Haha! She's 70 today, but she dont look a day over 60. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;We're gonna eat at this vegetarian restaurant later (the number is in my head : 62828022) and a vegetarian cake has been ordered. How to make cake without eggs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Crystal called me just now and i told her that, but she says vege. cakes are okay. And she told me of her friend who wore a bikini (even with the sponges, she's still...kinda....flat.) and flirted with an ugly hobo WildWildWet guy (he works the Ular lar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Aiyoh. This reminds me of another thing Crystal asked a long time ago. "Will you ever wear bikinis? Like when you're 17?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Obviously I gagged. (Do I want to be nekkid at the pull of a string? A mere 1kg or pressure, and WHOOPS! No, I really don't) But then she goes "But have you ever seen a 17 year old wear a full body suit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Mm'kay. Score one for Crystal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Come to think of it. My skin hasn't felt chlorine for the whole year. Guess im more of a runner than a swimmer. Rawr. But i remember how tasty chlorine is. Kidding....not. Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think i'm going to try and fix the skin issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me likey my purple + red + green + blue + orange nails :E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-8032960495223247559?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8032960495223247559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=8032960495223247559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8032960495223247559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/8032960495223247559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/suckin-too-hard-on-lollipop-well-loves.html' title='Suckin&apos; too hard on a lollipop, well, love&apos;s gonna get you down!'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-4383835687320098435</id><published>2007-06-08T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:27:03.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do We Go From here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is one honey pot that is enticing too many bees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Finally can change the skin! But i'm procrastinating this henious task. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just heard a piece of news yesterday that I think really made my day. The nature of this silly piece of news is hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I mean like... WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;How can a person, be so spastically stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oops. Not person. I mean... -shit. what do i mean??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;ANYWAY. It's a burning hot Friday. Min Chih got her friends over. They giggle nervously alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;Must be my bionic eyes. Poets have died trying to describe them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;Right now, there is a cockfight in 2/1. Interesting. Throwing insults and slinging punches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;In the middle of the hurricane is the eye. And the eye is the most calm spot amid the chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha. Overall this holiday is quite different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alot of homework. My tuition teacher is still piling me up with compos and test papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh no. I'm on autopilot. Haha. Each 'paragraph' is like a whole different post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dont get me wrong, it's not that I don't want a class gathering (DAMN FUN). It's that I don't want a class gathering at East Coast Park or wherever that has a BBQ pit. BUT, if someone organises one of course we should all go lah. I'm not organising one, because i'd rather do something like iceskate, or Escape theme park, or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Time to construct a story! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the man on the street definition of HYPOCRITIES (sp?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;          HYPOs are people who are "&lt;em&gt;jia xing xing&lt;/em&gt;" or "act good to people, but badmouth them behind their backs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;There actually are two kinds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TYPE 1 : the HYPO biotch who really acts kind and caring to all. but bitches about them, spreads rumours...etc. basically being an evil S.O.B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TYPE 2 : the SO-CALLED HYPO who is nice to everybody just cause she doesn't wanna be mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;As usual, a TYPE 1 HYPO is like telling people that yours truly is a TYPE 1 HYPO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oops. I made a TYPO. Actually there is only one kind of HYPO. I made up TYPE 2 so I could call myself that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ding dong? Is anyone up in the broken shell of a wasted exsistence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess so. Darling.. would you really rather I stop making an effort to be civil to you, and tell you "YOU'RE A TWO-FACED SCUMMY ASS WITH A FLAPPY ASS!" in your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heh. Cause that's what i really wanna do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why should I feed the dog that keeps biting my hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The purpose of this "story".. is to bitch about it. So fun.&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-4383835687320098435?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4383835687320098435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=4383835687320098435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4383835687320098435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4383835687320098435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-do-we-go-from-here.html' title='Where Do We Go From here?'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-4329856921683382183</id><published>2007-05-31T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:33:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you push too hard. but too hard isn't enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rawr. It was yesterday at Marine Parade fishmarket / coffeeshop that I met my soulmate. (my dad says he isn't (my soulmate) cause even a &lt;em&gt;dog &lt;/em&gt;can be a soulmate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ah well. Those yummy eyes belong to the guy at GUAN HENG DESSERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And unfortunately, those yummy eyes also belong to someone who is (obviously) between the ages of 30-35.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which, coincidentally is just 5-10 years younger than my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So unlucky. This is NOT infatuation. When we glanced at each other the electricity buzzed all around me and i'm sure him too. Muahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And when he gave me back change for two sugarcanes...lemme just say that the single point of contact between his seasoned fingers and my unabashedly calm hand was like..like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;a pure bolt of lightning striking my core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hmmm. Enough of him. We don't know his actual age cause when my super kind mummy agreed to buy Grass Jelly and ask his age.... HE WAS EATING LUNCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;So unlucky. Actually, at age 14, we're eligible to get married! So my goal of being a mother by age 26 will definitely be fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Moving on : Has anyone besides SuperGirl TingHui finished their homework? I sure as hell haven't touched mine. My zuo ye and chinese wbk are rotting in the locker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[this stupid sign keeps appearing : "securityToken: Your request could not be processed. Please try again" ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I look quite brown. Thanks to 3 hours sleeping in the sun, 2 hours rollerblading in the afternoon, shopping for 6 hours and reading for 2.5 hours outside. But not all in the same day lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;My arms are cinnamon coloured, my legs are hazel, but my face remains a freaking beige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I sound frivololus. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wish we could ......LOCK OUR HEARTS TOGETHER(throwawaythekey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-4329856921683382183?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4329856921683382183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=4329856921683382183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4329856921683382183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/4329856921683382183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-push-too-hard-but-too-hard-isnt.html' title='you push too hard. but too hard isn&apos;t enough.'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-5684560461067284369</id><published>2007-05-31T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:01:17.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOST MY TELEPHONE NUMBER, CAN I HAVE YOURS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, it's contributing to like, hmmm, a hundred percent of my misery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe that's too strong a word. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It's the holidays and my hidden agenda when going shopping is to TAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yesterday crystal and yours truly shopped for six hours straight until 6+pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;At Heeren, a bunch of stoopid aunties who came later than us cut our queue. Inducing mixtures of Hokkien-English curses from us two. In the end we had to sit at a bench outside the neoprint shop. So pathetic. And when we finished.....the auntie still didn't receive her food! (We ate at Graffiti, so had to wait like 30min for our noodles.) Heh. Hope she eat already get....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh. Bought a pair of shorts at this shop called FOURSKIN. The necklaces there are very retro with a splash of fantasy. Very pwetty. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ANYWAY. At CineLeisure, we both discovered that Blossomz totally cannot fit me. (and that they like to play Nelly Furtado.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;At Orchard Mall (shit, forgot the real name), we both discovered.... THAT TOPSHOP IS THE SHOP FOR ME!! [ Muahahaha! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn nice lah! And I could try about 5 different tops cause when I went in, the queue was only two people long. Super duper happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;So in the end, after trying on dozens of tops and sunglasses (guess what. we both have big heads :E) and one pair of soft grey shorts that expose my ass when i bend down (shhhh) I bought two tops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Haha.. Quite cheap somemore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then also, at Far East, we walked and walked for a very long time. And conquered ripples! But the saleslady ar... tsk tsk. What happened to the GEMS campaign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Our unseasoned legs were aching. And even after eating Jap Noodles (noodles again) at Taka Basement.... they still hurt like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;So one hour later, we both went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;END OF PAINFULLY SUCCESSFUL DAY:E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;My piano teacher just reminded me that the year has flown by so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Soon we'll all be in JCs.. and getting married... and having babies... and... and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;CARPE DIEM! I think it means Sieze the Day? Yes. Google just confirmed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;And that's what I'm going to do for this June holidays. My mission statement from now until 24th June is Carpe Diem and :E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Making it "CARPE :E DIEM". &lt;-- Looks malevolent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Speaking of malevolence.. rumour has it, that a certain somebody is not as nice (ToBeUsedLoosely) as s/he seems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a shocker eh? It must be fun for that person, to fool everyone with his/her cunning ways. To see people...trust in him/her, while s/he spreads venom among the general population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Poor darling. Such a life is one of a person who has no real sense of self-worth. It must be tiring to doubt yourself so much, that you cannot find beauty in the world; and instead, have to resort to despicable means to satisfy your empty shell temporarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a waste of oxygen. Pity the parents, because they have worked so hard for their vile offspring who doesn't appreciate their sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But they have one thing to be thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is Singapore. If it were the Bronx, Detroit, or any other "bad" neighbourhood.... This self-doubting, deflated and hollow pot might turn to be being overly promiscuous [and thus, becoming the cave for all the eels, regardless of whether they're destitute beggars) and/or die in a streetfight as a result of acting tough. (or, pretending to be somebody s/he's not in order to fit in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wait a minute. This person IS already these things. Just that s/he hasn't actually died from it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But eventually s/he will. Because when you try so hard to infiltrate venom all the time, you're living in a poisonous, airtight cell. And sooner or later....you'd suffocate from all the toxic fumes that you give out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Because what goes around comes back around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Justin Timberlake rocks, ALOT. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-5684560461067284369?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5684560461067284369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=5684560461067284369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5684560461067284369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/5684560461067284369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-lost-my-telephone-number-can-i-have.html' title='I LOST MY TELEPHONE NUMBER, CAN I HAVE YOURS?'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058325017597791502.post-3436713006054875546</id><published>2007-05-10T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:53:34.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing...</title><content type='html'>YAY! The end of the beginning is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are now sparkly purple thanks to my wobbly hands. And they're looking borderline awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the people in the mrt stations will pity me and give me those template thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, but purple.. me likey :E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_________THINGS I WANT TO DO FOR JUNE&lt;br /&gt;1) read at least 10 books.&lt;br /&gt;2) pack my room&lt;br /&gt;3) reinvent my wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;4) get a tan.&lt;br /&gt;5) wake up by 9 EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;6) build up pain tolerance (muahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;7) finish homework. sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;8) maple lvl 55!!! (one step at a time, baby)&lt;br /&gt;9) take random photos of things like sunny's poop.&lt;br /&gt;10) do a handstand without feeling like puking.&lt;br /&gt;11) SLEEP:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-3436713006054875546?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3436713006054875546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=3436713006054875546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3436713006054875546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/3436713006054875546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/testing.html' title='testing...'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6058325017597791502.post-6145586984949361023</id><published>2007-05-10T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:59:11.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wfdw</title><content type='html'>RAWR! will post when the layout can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pinkness is killing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6058325017597791502-6145586984949361023?l=biteme-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6145586984949361023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6058325017597791502&amp;postID=6145586984949361023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6145586984949361023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058325017597791502/posts/default/6145586984949361023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biteme-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/wfdw.html' title='wfdw'/><author><name>minyct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15981732088468187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
