<?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-36749410</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:14:10.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-7145950948802392708</id><published>2007-07-30T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:25:17.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you knw,&lt;br /&gt;i think my lobsters are gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz, i keep forgetting to feed them and change the water.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame it on sch!&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i should go change it now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i want them to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like i was supergirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7145950948802392708?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7145950948802392708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7145950948802392708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7145950948802392708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7145950948802392708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-knw-i-think-my-lobsters-are-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4976893128787746919</id><published>2007-07-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:45.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COZ I DONT WANNA DO ANYTHING ELSE. [TYPING IN CAPS COS OF BFFFFF. LOL.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE, I WANTED TO AUDITION FOR POTTER. BUT DINT MAKE IT. MOPS APPARENTLY ARE MESSIER THAN BROOMS COS THEIR ERRRRR, 'STRINGS' AREN'T TIED TGT. OH WELLS. I'LL JUST WAIT FOR SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH TO COME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hzwop-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NRGQiBkaOj8/s1600-h/DSC00403TWO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648169618581474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hzwop-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NRGQiBkaOj8/s320/DSC00403TWO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HAND'S A BLUR COS I WAS MOVING AT SUPER SPEED. EFFICIENT EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hjwop9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qpnU98HUl4E/s1600-h/2007211+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648165323614162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hjwop9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qpnU98HUl4E/s320/2007211+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONNEEE CONNEH CONNEHHH. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hzwop_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/vIf7oWdVdl4/s1600-h/2007211+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648169618581490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hzwop_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/vIf7oWdVdl4/s320/2007211+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SIAO SIAO AND JOYCIE WHO'S ADDICTED TO CAKE MANIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4iDwoqAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cZ5XXUePyPs/s1600-h/2007211+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648173913548802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4iDwoqAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cZ5XXUePyPs/s320/2007211+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS TOO MUCH OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4ijwoqBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TBuNkIabCow/s1600-h/2007211+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648182503483410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4ijwoqBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TBuNkIabCow/s320/2007211+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zzwop8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/T9bK9Cdu7Ow/s1600-h/2007211+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092647379344598978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zzwop8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/T9bK9Cdu7Ow/s320/2007211+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS JANE. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3yzwop5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/26dXJ7VPJuk/s1600-h/2007211+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092647362164729746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3yzwop5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/26dXJ7VPJuk/s320/2007211+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFFFF. I'VE DECIDED TO MAKE IT A POINT TO POST ONE PHOTO OF YOU FOR EVERY PHOTO POST I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zDwop6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UzeA90Ou9bE/s1600-h/2007211+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092647366459697058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zDwop6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UzeA90Ou9bE/s320/2007211+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zDwop7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GeEiAuEuIx0/s1600-h/2007211+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092647366459697074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3zDwop7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GeEiAuEuIx0/s320/2007211+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again. for the olderflowers. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3yTwop4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Oat0Z8qYKPQ/s1600-h/2007211+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092647353574795138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy3yTwop4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Oat0Z8qYKPQ/s320/2007211+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no eyebrows. quite sad. rarrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4976893128787746919?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4976893128787746919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4976893128787746919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4976893128787746919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4976893128787746919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/coz-i-dont-wanna-do-anything-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rqy4hzwop-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NRGQiBkaOj8/s72-c/DSC00403TWO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-8675809872157735896</id><published>2007-07-25T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:58:19.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch today was alrighhhht. went to tong's house after weather.&lt;br /&gt;her parents are like superrr nice.&lt;br /&gt;her mom heard me coughing and my phlegm rumbling.&lt;br /&gt;so, she made luo han guo for me to drink and gave me some sea coconut thingy. she even fed me the thing lar. literally spooned it into my mouth. after tht, she gave me warm water. lol. and then like b4 i left the house, she told me not to eat sour things, drink more water bla bla. so sweet. her dad too. bought errrr, chu mi fen for dinner. and it was good. the fish is kinda different from the normal kind.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: go to tong's house if u lack motherly love or smth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think psps are cool man. played this dancing thing on tongy's and i kept dying! and she kept laughing at me. ass. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. during break tht day, nad and tong were buying chin cao (sp?) at the fruit stall. i happened to see a banana. so i grabbed it and told tong i want one. haha. she paid for it. thanks! but she's v amused by my sudden banana buying and thinks it's my favourite fruit now or smth. lol. and she even told her mom i like bananas when i ate one in her house. *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;over lunch on the same day, this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong hits her chest hard and says 'eh did u hear tht?'&lt;br /&gt;nad and i both lose it.&lt;br /&gt;and i say my phlegm's giggling too.&lt;br /&gt;which was true.&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the word 'luh' is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i need a dietician. for an interview. anybody got any to introduce?&lt;br /&gt;i need smarties.&lt;br /&gt;i need louis koo movie.&lt;br /&gt;i need moolah.&lt;br /&gt;i want hk.&lt;br /&gt;i want a crumpler. but nad says only if they have feminine ones.&lt;br /&gt;my phone's finally more spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;my spacebar's kooky.&lt;br /&gt;why do some people get everything they want?&lt;br /&gt;why doesn't mr. bean have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i like martin mystery on disney channel.&lt;br /&gt;i think hig-h scho*ol musical's overrated.&lt;br /&gt;dragon jake long or whtever it's called is nice too.&lt;br /&gt;totally spies is bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;i watched too much tv when i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;do you knw wht it feels like loving someone who's in a rush to throw you away?&lt;br /&gt;i betcha don't. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-8675809872157735896?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/8675809872157735896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=8675809872157735896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8675809872157735896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8675809872157735896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-489267815792787854</id><published>2007-07-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:49:39.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i just wanna type rubbish for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate writing you know. detest it. i wanna chomp on my ca3 now. fug. &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; the "air inside a room" meaning. chomp chomp chomp. thr. it's gone. no more ca3. throws confetti in air. now it's fuggy. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this sem to be over. quick.&lt;br /&gt;now my mind's a blank. forgot wht i wanted to type.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-489267815792787854?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/489267815792787854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=489267815792787854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/489267815792787854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/489267815792787854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-i-just-wanna-type-rubbish-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4141523409781332759</id><published>2007-07-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:45.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'm bored. waiting for nurul to send me sufian's pic. =x. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I JUS SAW IT. NEARLY FELL OFF MY CHAIR. HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops. sry sufian. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqN40Twop3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gzc_RSjkWgg/s1600-h/S8000715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090044843911587698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqN40Twop3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gzc_RSjkWgg/s320/S8000715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got permission from nurul to post. sort of. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man. i hope tmr's om goes well. cos i think we put a fair amount of effort in it. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my stupid thumbdrive died on meeeeeeeeeee. =(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many things to do. i think i wldn mind paying for time. but then again, sometimes i'd rather time fly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, the transformer's song is really nice. before it's too late by goo goo dolls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it shall be my current favourite. =).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. u can do it! and don't think abt santas anymore. they don't function at our age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4141523409781332759?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4141523409781332759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4141523409781332759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4141523409781332759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4141523409781332759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqN40Twop3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gzc_RSjkWgg/s72-c/S8000715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-4527189426737005685</id><published>2007-07-20T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found old photos! enjoy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have noooo idea whr this came from. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVnPxrYZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-UfhvVocMnE/s1600-h/23072006986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089302449155170706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVnPxrYZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-UfhvVocMnE/s320/23072006986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all don't look like tht now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsfxrYWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/oFBDZE6C8GE/s1600-h/Img_3137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089301439837856098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsfxrYWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/oFBDZE6C8GE/s320/Img_3137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chai-nese new yr 2005. i was relatively darker. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsfxrYVI/AAAAAAAAATw/KfsGbX5psU4/s1600-h/DSCN4930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089301439837856082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsfxrYVI/AAAAAAAAATw/KfsGbX5psU4/s320/DSCN4930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsPxrYUI/AAAAAAAAATo/6vPx-PZUEnc/s1600-h/DSCN4927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089301435542888770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUsPxrYUI/AAAAAAAAATo/6vPx-PZUEnc/s320/DSCN4927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUrfxrYSI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZTW8cutTtK8/s1600-h/DSCN4708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089301422657986850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUrfxrYSI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZTW8cutTtK8/s320/DSCN4708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUrvxrYTI/AAAAAAAAATg/lpbJcQ5Cloc/s1600-h/DSCN4472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089301426952954162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDUrvxrYTI/AAAAAAAAATg/lpbJcQ5Cloc/s320/DSCN4472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likes to fool ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSrPxrYNI/AAAAAAAAASw/GXzGIyc001M/s1600-h/DSCN4694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299219339763922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSrPxrYNI/AAAAAAAAASw/GXzGIyc001M/s320/DSCN4694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSrfxrYOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kncbXCjAx30/s1600-h/DSCN4697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299223634731234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSrfxrYOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kncbXCjAx30/s320/DSCN4697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSr_xrYPI/AAAAAAAAATA/DA-_FT-LLbs/s1600-h/DSCN4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299232224665842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSr_xrYPI/AAAAAAAAATA/DA-_FT-LLbs/s320/DSCN4698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toldja so. i think i brought one of these photos to sch for storytelling or smth b4. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSsPxrYQI/AAAAAAAAATI/cPsWwXjHj4A/s1600-h/DSCN4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299236519633154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSsPxrYQI/AAAAAAAAATI/cPsWwXjHj4A/s320/DSCN4699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSs_xrYRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZorCbT5lbjo/s1600-h/DSCN4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299249404535058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDSs_xrYRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZorCbT5lbjo/s320/DSCN4738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRpvxrYKI/AAAAAAAAASY/FUZp1p9j90M/s1600-h/DSCN4798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089298094058332322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRpvxrYKI/AAAAAAAAASY/FUZp1p9j90M/s320/DSCN4798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he goes 'moo' when poked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRqfxrYLI/AAAAAAAAASg/1hFfm1SYaWE/s1600-h/DSCN4796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089298106943234226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRqfxrYLI/AAAAAAAAASg/1hFfm1SYaWE/s320/DSCN4796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda's missing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRqvxrYMI/AAAAAAAAASo/YLTNJJ1slmw/s1600-h/DSCN4528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089298111238201538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRqvxrYMI/AAAAAAAAASo/YLTNJJ1slmw/s320/DSCN4528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... this one takes the cake. [specially for u rau rau.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRpfxrYJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uyBX6CSLgek/s1600-h/DSCN4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089298089763365010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDRpfxrYJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uyBX6CSLgek/s320/DSCN4753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and bcos she says i post fugly photos of her, i hafta show how chio she is now. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVmvxrYXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1AKMMkZ-5fc/s1600-h/060420072183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089302440565236082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVmvxrYXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1AKMMkZ-5fc/s320/060420072183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVmvxrYYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8JvAUMDF0jE/s1600-h/070420072206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089302440565236098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVmvxrYYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8JvAUMDF0jE/s320/070420072206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. u knw how some ppl look cool smoking and others totally don't? i think i'm glad i fall into the latter category. i guess thr are some looks ppl just cannot pull off huh. and i'm one of them. lol. actually, i can't pull off a lot of looks. shaaaarks. =/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4527189426737005685?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4527189426737005685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4527189426737005685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4527189426737005685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4527189426737005685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-found-old-photos-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/RqDVnPxrYZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-UfhvVocMnE/s72-c/23072006986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-2152144148418736199</id><published>2007-07-19T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:30:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quick one before i go drown myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can so predict tht the next few weeks are gona be super stressful. so, somebody please buy me smarties and watch the latest louis koo movie with me pretty pretty please with sugar sprinkled on top? [i think it's called flashpoint of smth. coming out on aug 2. big ass hint here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of movies, i watched a terrible one ytd! my goodness. wld have been a total waste of $ if not for the popcorn. lol. anws, it's called the blossoming of *maximo oliveros. everything about it sucked. from the sound quality to the storyline. rarrrrr. and all the movie did was to give me an even greater phobia of phili*ppines. esp after tht sunday at lucky plaza. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;simpsons is coming out! and it looks good. i got tht one booked alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so louis koo pls pls pls?&gt;.&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;although, thr is a high possibility tht it may be a crappy movie. bt i dont care. =).&lt;br /&gt;rmb the smarties okay. thaaaaaanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now i shall go crawl back to... erm... whtever beckons. currently, it's lsc.&lt;br /&gt;save meeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you're almost an addiction in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2152144148418736199?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2152144148418736199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2152144148418736199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2152144148418736199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2152144148418736199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-almost-addiction-in-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-7962459834871217039</id><published>2007-07-09T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:47:09.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the doc just now and he said i have a 38.9 degree celsius fever. whoopee. i can cook an egg on myself alr. coz everywhr i sit turns hot. lmao. and i went home early with sel today. hope she gets better soon! and thx for askin, wl. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today seems to be a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;aunty mag's dad and nurul's aunt both passed away.&lt;br /&gt;aunty mag's dad had a bad fall and the medics cldn find his pulse. and it's scary how he just went away in a matter of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad even though ive nv seen her dad b4. i feel like a sim too. they cry when their relatives pass away.&lt;br /&gt;sharks. i dont wanna die from a fall.&lt;br /&gt;no, i dont wanna die. &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;. =/.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;must change the subject before i get depressed.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7962459834871217039?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7962459834871217039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7962459834871217039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7962459834871217039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7962459834871217039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-to-doc-just-now-and-he-said-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-8664323883290886637</id><published>2007-07-08T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:49.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been having a terrigible headache like since morning. rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RpDu11j3NKI/AAAAAAAAASI/f663SeGxy5I/s1600-h/headache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084826587979265186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RpDu11j3NKI/AAAAAAAAASI/f663SeGxy5I/s320/headache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i feel like tht now. =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: ilu bffff! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-8664323883290886637?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/8664323883290886637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=8664323883290886637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8664323883290886637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8664323883290886637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-been-having-terrigible-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/RpDu11j3NKI/AAAAAAAAASI/f663SeGxy5I/s72-c/headache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-8065390736105735545</id><published>2007-07-05T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:51.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY THIS WERE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE AT THE BOTTOM. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It really dint look like this at first. =/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0VnFj3NII/AAAAAAAAAR4/QbavFFY8dWo/s1600-h/3+(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083743315622835330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0VnFj3NII/AAAAAAAAAR4/QbavFFY8dWo/s320/3+(21).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the cake shitted. cos it leaked out. rarrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0VnVj3NJI/AAAAAAAAASA/_7PnrrIsecA/s1600-h/3+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083743319917802642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0VnVj3NJI/AAAAAAAAASA/_7PnrrIsecA/s320/3+(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this looks nice right? but but but... the 8 sank into the crack after tht. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742018542711794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0Ublj3M_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bniFWE2lx74/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there were actually more than 4 ppl. i think zarir was somewhr behind. lol. nad says i only took my white white hand. aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Fj3NEI/AAAAAAAAARY/uscc1j027-A/s1600-h/3+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742559708591170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Fj3NEI/AAAAAAAAARY/uscc1j027-A/s320/3+(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Fj3NFI/AAAAAAAAARg/t44cdrqXtB0/s1600-h/3+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742559708591186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Fj3NFI/AAAAAAAAARg/t44cdrqXtB0/s320/3+(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Vj3NGI/AAAAAAAAARo/aQfjpO8gAoc/s1600-h/3+(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742564003558498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7Vj3NGI/AAAAAAAAARo/aQfjpO8gAoc/s320/3+(18).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think this picture is damn funny. my dad wanted to heat the char siew baos up but he forgot abt it and they became like tht. and according to sis, they were rock hard. i cldn stop laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7lj3NHI/AAAAAAAAARw/1JkpCi-Xobo/s1600-h/3+(19).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742568298525810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0U7lj3NHI/AAAAAAAAARw/1JkpCi-Xobo/s320/3+(19).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's tough shit getting her to take a photo. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0Ub1j3NAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JqTEFdTe1ik/s1600-h/3+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742022837679106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0Ub1j3NAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JqTEFdTe1ik/s320/3+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i told her to open her eyes big, she closed them. leaving me looking like a retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcFj3NBI/AAAAAAAAARA/MvXu-bZBJxM/s1600-h/3+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742027132646418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcFj3NBI/AAAAAAAAARA/MvXu-bZBJxM/s320/3+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and this.. is totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcFj3NCI/AAAAAAAAARI/ncUaXVLNK3Q/s1600-h/3+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742027132646434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcFj3NCI/AAAAAAAAARI/ncUaXVLNK3Q/s320/3+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emo shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcVj3NDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qNhWmxBTQqI/s1600-h/3+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083742031427613746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0UcVj3NDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qNhWmxBTQqI/s320/3+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0OuVj3M-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ymc-I3-77Uk/s1600-h/2007211+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083735743595492322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0OuVj3M-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ymc-I3-77Uk/s320/2007211+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(like wht tong wld say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;i'm so glad u enjoyed today and the cake wasn't too horrible. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;and i betcha v happy cos. =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;birthdays aside, i saw smth quite... amusing today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;got off at cityhall and saw this two girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;one of them, was grabbing the other's boob. like literally errrr. groping/squeezing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i thot &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;were bad enough. lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-8065390736105735545?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/8065390736105735545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=8065390736105735545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8065390736105735545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8065390736105735545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-this-were-all-supposed-to-be-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Ro0VnFj3NII/AAAAAAAAAR4/QbavFFY8dWo/s72-c/3+(21).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-3363485683506715502</id><published>2007-07-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pre-earth day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwFj3M6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZJF9aCdyRwA/s1600-h/2007211+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083378432381236130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwFj3M6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZJF9aCdyRwA/s320/2007211+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother cannot take a picture for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwFj3M7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Y7HpIUw2fvc/s1600-h/2007211+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083378432381236146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwFj3M7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Y7HpIUw2fvc/s320/2007211+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ferrari in my basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwlj3M8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/05mKaneuc2M/s1600-h/2007211+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083378440971170754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwlj3M8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/05mKaneuc2M/s320/2007211+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lamborghini usually next to it. super cool but superrrrrr noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovPv1j3M9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/a9UAKOaHzso/s1600-h/P1020942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083385025156035538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovPv1j3M9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/a9UAKOaHzso/s320/P1020942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookie summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRFj3M2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Naq0nRR0nDY/s1600-h/2007211+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083377899805291362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRFj3M2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Naq0nRR0nDY/s320/2007211+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRVj3M3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/9CFXc28PKFA/s1600-h/2007211+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083377904100258674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRVj3M3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/9CFXc28PKFA/s320/2007211+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the apple crumble which was nice the first few bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRlj3M4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/4ONvHh-0Ui4/s1600-h/2007211+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083377908395225986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJRlj3M4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/4ONvHh-0Ui4/s320/2007211+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topless 5. reminds me more of naked 5 or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJR1j3M5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l-Qa5v7njPQ/s1600-h/2007211+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083377912690193298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJR1j3M5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l-Qa5v7njPQ/s320/2007211+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tht night's supper went only half finished. i guess we were too enthusiastic with the ordering of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i love my phone. it's really shock-proof. i've dropped it like a thousand and one times and the only thing wrong with it is that the camera's a bit kooky. yay my phone wan sui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got dissed by this guy next to me on the bus today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 36 was pretty crowded. he was sitting under the tv mobile, at the front of the bus. and some mom with her kids came on. the maid was carrying one. so while they were squeezing, i decided to uncross my legs and accidentally hit the guy. i apologised and he said, 'oh and i thought u were gona get up to give ur seat to the lady with the kid.' like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i was having like bad cramps so i was cranky and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the blood had gotten to me i think i'd say 'hmmm u wldn knw it, but actually i'm pregnant.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrr. but then again, nobody in her sane mind with or without cramps wld say tht. if it really was the case, it would really be the blood talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rau said maybe he was trying to be friendly. but i mean, what are the chances man. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, now i have come to a conclusion. it may sound very very evil. but i seriously think married couples should at least be able to afford a car b4 starting a family. like sure kids &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;cute. but they can get pretty annoyin on public transport. and the same goes with pregnant women. not the annoying part, just the getting a car part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. now i sound like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the blood, it's the blood i tell you. don't kill me ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my old friend came back! from far far away. for tht few mins. well, sort of. lol. but still yay coz... coz.. it's nice to be rmbed. =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-3363485683506715502?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/3363485683506715502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=3363485683506715502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3363485683506715502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3363485683506715502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/pre-earth-day-my-mother-cannot-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/RovJwFj3M6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZJF9aCdyRwA/s72-c/2007211+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-3209244995966413350</id><published>2007-07-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:54.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a super extremely amusing day today.i'll blog chronologically[THANKS EU]. if that's the right way to say it.&lt;br /&gt;this shall be abt practically my whole day coz i wanna rmb it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at like 6 plus in the morn and arrived in sch to find tht the aircon was spoilt and the tcher was nowhr to be seen. it was only after someone called her that we realised thr was no lesson. soon enough, swear words and much cursing could be heard. not surprising. waking up early in the morn and having 5 hrs break which cld be spent slping cld cause anyone to fly thru the ceiling. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a few project mtgs, we(rau, nurul, sher, connie and joseph[high in attention to detail. teehee]) decided to head over to fc4. and then, the most embarrassing thing ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this girl who looked a lot like yanisa. like seriously. at tht time, i was wondering how come the girl next to her dint look like any of her friends i had seen. but i dismissed the thot and errr, ran towards her and hugged her from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh how come ure here?&lt;br /&gt;(supposedly yanisa): ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slowly walked to face her. and in the process, i was wondering how come yanisa wasn't wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;and then realisation literally slapped me in the face. it sooooooo wasn't yanisa. i had mistakenly grabbed some other girl. no wonder she was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;so after stumbling a bit and quickly mumbling my apologies, i dashed over to the pasta stall whr the rest were and told them wht happened. they laughed for a good 5 mins. rarrrrrrr. but it was pretty funny lar. lol.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i dint hear 'yanisa' laugh. but she did smile while i apologised. damn. if i were her, i'd just burst out laughing thr and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lectures were alright. took some really retarded photos. but tht shall be for next time. heh heh. oh yea. how cld i forgot the happy tree friends ms kwa showed us. gross! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for cold storage to get some stuff. i finally got my springform pan. which means i can try the cheesecake out sometime soon. heh. get ready all u friends out thr! i shall be stuffing u guys with my food whether it's nice or fugly or gross. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, mother called to tell me tht the all the lifts had broken down. 5 whole blocks of them. my neighbour got stuck in one of them for an hr. poor guy. lol. i think they're still not functioning now. so my sis came down to help me carry stuff up. thr were a lot of ppl at the lobby. hoping tht the lifts wld magically come alive i guess. sis and i started our ascend to the fourth floor. thr was this angmoh guy behind us. he lived on the bloody 20th floor. lmao. maybe it isn't tht bad living on the 4th. but sadly, he wasn't my 19th floor hunk. =(. [oh yea, when i reached the turnstile outside my house, i saw this super cute guy! i think mixed blood. yay.] seems like all the angmohs live on the 19th floor and above. lol. hmmm. i wonder how long the ppl living on the 23rd floor took to climb all the way up. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i've sort of made acquaintences with the uncle in the clubhouse. haha. he knws wht i want when i give him my pass. lol. but it's funny wht ppl say when they wanna strike up a convo. i personally suck shit at it. bcoz he has been askin me abt sch the past few days. and i've absolutely no idea wht to ask him back. aha. oh yea. he actually asked me whether i was working. good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now for the grand discovery i made ytd.&lt;br /&gt;let me introduce to u a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is sorta revenge for the red bridge thing. *inserts v-shaped sign*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce to you.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yap Shi Rui. IC: S8938533D Date of Birth: 23/10/1989 Sex: M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKtFj3MzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/v9m-ZBerGV8/s1600-h/1+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKs1j3MyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/78dyE9inSKI/s1600-h/1+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082957263593222946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKs1j3MyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/78dyE9inSKI/s320/1+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopTUVj3M0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/0zX0pXNyfoU/s1600-h/1+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966738291077954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopTUVj3M0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/0zX0pXNyfoU/s320/1+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKtFj3MzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/v9m-ZBerGV8/s1600-h/1+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082957267888190258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKtFj3MzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/v9m-ZBerGV8/s320/1+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, this is how he looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKslj3MxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7skbrB6Mm3I/s1600-h/1+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082957259298255634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKslj3MxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7skbrB6Mm3I/s320/1+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. i hope he doesn't see this man. but since he let me take pictures, i shall promote him. after all, i have a readership which consits mainly of &lt;em&gt;females&lt;/em&gt;. =). and nurul, this is specially for u since ure looking for chinese boyf who can cook halal pork. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKsVj3MwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/thXt_pfZra8/s1600-h/1+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082957255003288322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKsVj3MwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/thXt_pfZra8/s320/1+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKsFj3MvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZEFhYK8s5BM/s1600-h/1+(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082957250708321010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKsFj3MvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZEFhYK8s5BM/s320/1+(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr and this is shangli. he looks very different with eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopUL1j3M1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/L82iQPJzjU4/s1600-h/1+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082967691773817682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopUL1j3M1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/L82iQPJzjU4/s320/1+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pictures of ben thou. coz he dint want his taken. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so........ i can safely say that i'm not the only one with a baaaaaad ezlink photo. right &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right &lt;strong&gt;right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not-so-new-year resolution: read the dictionary at least once a day coz, im getting confused with whether it's s or z, or whether it's double 'l' or only one and the likes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-3209244995966413350?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/3209244995966413350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=3209244995966413350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3209244995966413350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3209244995966413350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-had-super-extremely-amusing-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RopKs1j3MyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/78dyE9inSKI/s72-c/1+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-5302819869506715761</id><published>2007-07-03T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:09:32.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just came back not too long ago from dinner with yani, rui, ben and shang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was funny. and i made an excellent discovery. but bcos i hafta go slp now as tmr's lesson is at 8, i think i shall post the discovery like tmr or smth. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why everytime i feel like giving us a try, you give me a reason not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-5302819869506715761?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/5302819869506715761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=5302819869506715761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/5302819869506715761'/><link 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only two pages of the answer booklet and half my answers are from the article.lmao. but i'm so glad it's all over. yay. can't wait can't wait cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sponsered pizza aft lsc lecture. yummy. but it was gone in a flash. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so coz someone told me that today was gona be somehow the last day b4 the g*s)t increase, a bunch of us decided to go to swensens (sp?) for ice cream.we ordered apple crumble, cookie summit, topless 5 and fries. ive nv tried earthquake. and someone owes me one! but i guess i will nv geddit maaaan. hmmm. i have some pictures. but coz my cable iz kicking up a big fuss, no pictures. =/. oh yea. and all tht ice cream was almost immediately aft tender best in holland v. or according to ___, tender breast. funny shit. aha. and then when i told my dad today's the last day to buy/eat stuff, he laughed at me! said tht for every 100 bucks it'd only be 5 or smth. oh well. makes sense i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to add the process of leaving sch to meet secret ppl. it was all rather funny. looking over our shoulders to make sure no one was following, whispering/yelling to person in front to wait up. looking ard furtively for others who may mysteriously pop up at the bustop. all great fun. not to forget the assigning of random buses in the worst case scenario. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my fellow J, thr's alw a second chance to say 'hi'! *does fingers to chest action* aha. and i am so not ah pek-ish okay! u lovesick ass. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-3172098895768241158?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/3172098895768241158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=3172098895768241158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3172098895768241158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3172098895768241158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/todays-om-was-rubbish-i-finished-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-579158165959052587</id><published>2007-06-29T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:40:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shld i?&lt;br /&gt;yes? no?&lt;br /&gt;it's so tempting. but i don't like what &lt;em&gt;may &lt;/em&gt;happen&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; and wht ppl &lt;em&gt;may &lt;/em&gt;think.&lt;br /&gt;rarrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, thr's this v nice old malay man who cleans my block. he always says hi whenever i see him. but all the other cleaners dont hang out with him during lunch time. it's so sad. but today i saw a young punk with yellow hair. must be new. and he's malay too. saw him talkin to the old man. so glad he finally has someone to talk to. now if i wasn't so anti-social and afraid of having nth to talk to him, i'd go up and ask for his name. cos he really is nice. like he gave us cake once. errr. i forgot for wht. think cos my parents gave him money for hari raya or smth. so sweet right. i think he shld be voted best cleaner or smth! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i cooked chicken today. or rather, i fried it. the first time i served it, it was uncooked. so i dumped it back into the oil and it sizzled away. aha. i hate cooking lar. i can't tell whether it's cooked anot, and it hurts when the oil splatters. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: fug.&lt;br /&gt;literal meaning: ubfirnak(don't understand? i just realised i typed this coz i wasn't lookin at the screen while typing. so anw, the correct word is informal. hahaha) air inside a room that feels heavy and unpleasant because of smoke, heat, or &lt;strong&gt;too many ppl(lmao)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;alternative usuage: (errr. fill it in urself.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-579158165959052587?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/579158165959052587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=579158165959052587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/579158165959052587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/579158165959052587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/shld-i-yes-no-its-so-tempting.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-6177697925520154679</id><published>2007-06-27T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. hula-hooping continuously for more than 10 mins is tough shit. to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. trying to hula-hoop and study lsc at the same time is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. tmr's lsc and........ i'm not done studying. *bursts into sad mopey korn song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i saw on some tv channel that eating raw food helps to lose weight. not tht it's not plausible for me, but.. i dont like raw food! and sch doesn't even sell salad, not to mention raw food. rarrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently, i've been eating out a lot. not to mention today's v nice dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ghim moh with nurul, joyce and sher for mushroom soup recommended by ra(jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellllll....... it wasn't too bad i guess. but i think i prefer campbell. aha. i guess i go for au superficial. the garlic bread was heavenly. but whtever i took off in the gym this morn, i put it right back on and probably ten times more. argh. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. and i had lucky prata at lucky plaza ytd. shiok too. but, i think there was an overdose of salt and sugar. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nowadays, in order not to get cancer and the likes, must abstain from this and tht. not too much sugar, not too much salt, not too much water but not too little either, not too much meat but protein is better than carbohydrates, etc. aiyar. like tht might as well not eat at all. yes? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is starting to sound like a health post. but i wanna be....... =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so on a lighter note (no pun intended), i've been having fun and the tests are finishing. yay yay yay. oh yes. and the latest trend: not replying msgs. aha. okay lar. im guilty of tht too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall go lsc. but before that, lemme find some picture to post. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RoJvBFj3MuI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aH2V52l0ZYU/s1600-h/so-cute-itll-make-your-head-explode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080745394090488546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RoJvBFj3MuI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aH2V52l0ZYU/s320/so-cute-itll-make-your-head-explode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally agree. mine exploded alr. now this is my current wallpaper. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psssst. i think jealousy is good sometimes. so don't fret if ure jealous or someone else is. coz it just means u/someone means a lot to u/someone. sarmbardi tell me ima blardi gineus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-6177697925520154679?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6177697925520154679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6177697925520154679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6177697925520154679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6177697925520154679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/RoJvBFj3MuI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aH2V52l0ZYU/s72-c/so-cute-itll-make-your-head-explode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-6278668288677496199</id><published>2007-06-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:54.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rn6J_JVlYnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWz7njgUnvE/s1600-h/bun-closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079649147651711602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rn6J_JVlYnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWz7njgUnvE/s320/bun-closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha. i totally forgot abt uploading this! sry xq! hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anws, the rest of you can guess what this is. lmao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-6278668288677496199?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6278668288677496199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6278668288677496199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6278668288677496199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6278668288677496199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rn6J_JVlYnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWz7njgUnvE/s72-c/bun-closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-2732626319941328101</id><published>2007-06-23T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:23:40.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is/was emo emo day. and i wasn't even wearing stripes or anything. maybe it was bcos i was left alone for too long. ahem hem cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;joanney ting thinks she's anti-emo; complete with a ':)'. bimbo 1314.&lt;br /&gt;songs in the ipod made it worse with stupid super emo chinese songs. being at the airport intensified everything with all the bringing up of stuff alr somehow reluctantly forgotten. rarrr.&lt;br /&gt;and then, jealousy kicked ass. like a few mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't think i &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm the only thing tht cheered me up was the sis and rau rau with their combined retardedness.&lt;br /&gt;i passed eu cookies. so had to go tamp. and i reaaaaaally hate taking mrt! i saw a group of ppl rush for seats like there was no tmr. cursed and sweared under my breath. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and eu told me cookies were awesome! yaaaaay. *beams*.&lt;br /&gt;got some leftovers. i'll bring to church tmr and see who wants.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. i suddenly feel creative is better than ipod! in terms of sound quality. if only creative looked like ipod or smth. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. the good thing abt today is/was, i thought of a feature story for fw! yaaaay. was wrecking my brains over it ytd.&lt;br /&gt;and now, i shall go play sims! can't seem to do anything else. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2732626319941328101?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2732626319941328101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2732626319941328101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2732626319941328101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2732626319941328101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-iswas-emo-emo-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-6676162745294345735</id><published>2007-06-23T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:10:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a really bad, freaky dream last night, nearly cried. it made me wake up at 7.15 am. i was so scared i cldn really go back to slp. but i was so tired. and, tht was why i dint go to sch today. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break from myself,&lt;br /&gt;from doing all these things.&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep forgetting i'm not supposed to bother?&lt;br /&gt;and you aren't helping much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeyargh.&lt;br /&gt;i like my crackers. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-6676162745294345735?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6676162745294345735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6676162745294345735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6676162745294345735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6676162745294345735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-really-bad-freaky-dream-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4479301615924468190</id><published>2007-06-18T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:58.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u see ah. these pictures were supposed to be way at the bottom labelled under random pictures. but bcos i forgot to upload pictures b4 typing, they ended up all the way here. and im v v v lazy to move them down. hehe. enjoy! dont kill me if u find unglam photos here. they are all from very long ago and from this folder where i put all my phone's pics. aha. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw85VlYkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dpqFfKGlbbw/s1600-h/Image(102).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077440190136803906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw85VlYkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dpqFfKGlbbw/s320/Image(102).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for nurul's comperes audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw85VlYlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bi3FRg71eT8/s1600-h/Image(823).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077440190136803922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw85VlYlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bi3FRg71eT8/s320/Image(823).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new alien prototype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw9JVlYmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/h9ONomYIcGA/s1600-h/viCkii%C2%B0-0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077440194431771234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw9JVlYmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/h9ONomYIcGA/s320/viCkii%C2%B0-0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crazy bestest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXZVlYfI/AAAAAAAAANg/WlKSSEMGvVc/s1600-h/310720061012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077439545891709426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXZVlYfI/AAAAAAAAANg/WlKSSEMGvVc/s320/310720061012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXpVlYgI/AAAAAAAAANo/IURR_B_EVYY/s1600-h/310720061016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077439550186676738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXpVlYgI/AAAAAAAAANo/IURR_B_EVYY/s320/310720061016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhores (there are a lot more of tong and wl actually. one day i'll put all up.) + funny looking nad. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXpVlYhI/AAAAAAAAANw/nnWdoNiLBcU/s1600-h/310720061025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077439550186676754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawXpVlYhI/AAAAAAAAANw/nnWdoNiLBcU/s320/310720061025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexaye ah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawX5VlYiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xPMYmX739_Q/s1600-h/310720061039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077439554481644066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawX5VlYiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xPMYmX739_Q/s320/310720061039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all girls only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawX5VlYjI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bjlYwfCd1ow/s1600-h/DSC00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077439554481644082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnawX5VlYjI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bjlYwfCd1ow/s320/DSC00181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jdK9mKfm61c/s1600-h/290920061304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077438635358642594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jdK9mKfm61c/s320/290920061304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red bridge girl. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYbI/AAAAAAAAANA/qcrrKxgLGfo/s1600-h/290920061297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077438635358642610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYbI/AAAAAAAAANA/qcrrKxgLGfo/s320/290920061297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likes to pop up in everybody's photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYcI/AAAAAAAAANI/kGARTO7tUgk/s1600-h/290920061306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077438635358642626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaviZVlYcI/AAAAAAAAANI/kGARTO7tUgk/s320/290920061306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnavipVlYdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/r9ulQyb-CWw/s1600-h/310720061002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077438639653609938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnavipVlYdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/r9ulQyb-CWw/s320/310720061002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnavipVlYeI/AAAAAAAAANY/BgkPEZEoh3A/s1600-h/310720061006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077438639653609954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnavipVlYeI/AAAAAAAAANY/BgkPEZEoh3A/s320/310720061006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot why i took this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYJVlYVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oelVyAs3-pU/s1600-h/140820061107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077437359753355602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYJVlYVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oelVyAs3-pU/s320/140820061107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this.. was the terrible period when i had the humongous pimple! !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYJVlYWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HJ3ye2fHeAU/s1600-h/190820061111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077437359753355618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYJVlYWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HJ3ye2fHeAU/s320/190820061111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic no? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYZVlYXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/0uDsUrw6cXM/s1600-h/190920061232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077437364048322930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYZVlYXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/0uDsUrw6cXM/s320/190920061232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot whr these came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYZVlYYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4k_Aeu3r0eE/s1600-h/260920061241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077437364048322946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYZVlYYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4k_Aeu3r0eE/s320/260920061241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYpVlYZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2dxglYY_IbI/s1600-h/280920061284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077437368343290258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnauYpVlYZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2dxglYY_IbI/s320/280920061284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, is/was, the day i finally got to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i embraced the sunlight, the trees, the air... and whtever else thr was to embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how bad it feels to be cooped up at home looking fugly. eeeyargh. and no ure not supposed to say ive alw been fugly cos ima patient and ure supposed to be nice to me. understand rau rau? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so......... today was our class outing! yay. watched fantastic four which wasn't too bad. but it isn't fair tht jessica alba is smoking hot. this conversation went on between gina and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh, she's damn hot ah!"&lt;br /&gt;violent nod of head from other recipient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few scenes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oi, she wear specs still so chio leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"ya la! bloody hot ppl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another few scenes more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wa lau eh. dying tht time also so glam!"&lt;br /&gt;and.. the popcorn started flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. no la. no popcorn to fly. i ate most of it up. but i think all hot ppl shld..... turn into lollipops. heh heh. and the human torch is hot too! i can't rmb his name though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, thru out the whole show, my view was rather restricted by someone's *ah-kenn-em* *cough cough* hair. and gina's was restricted by *cough jer-*ahem*-emy cough* mountain. lol. she even took a picture of the artistic view. lmao. go to gina's blog for reference. although thr are a few unglam pictures thr. of me. =(. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the movie, thr was a hearty discussion. with &lt;s&gt;maximum&lt;/s&gt; minimum shouting over food in bk. i could feel ppl staring at the 20 odd ppl sitting at the table making tons of noise. lol. and after that, the very nice ms kwa sent us east ppl back. thanks if ure reading this! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lemme show u some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when im sleepy during lectures. especially during 3 lectures which last 4 hrs, all in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the number of cancellations and the 'flying' words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnan25VlYNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LJAgYhr7jpU/s1600-h/02062007322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077430191452938450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnan25VlYNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LJAgYhr7jpU/s320/02062007322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaodpVlYOI/AAAAAAAAALY/GtTKL3xdquI/s1600-h/02062007323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077430857172869346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnaodpVlYOI/AAAAAAAAALY/GtTKL3xdquI/s320/02062007323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the grand finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnao1ZVlYPI/AAAAAAAAALg/sqAE2q9wAFw/s1600-h/02062007324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077431265194762482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnao1ZVlYPI/AAAAAAAAALg/sqAE2q9wAFw/s320/02062007324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third sentence goes like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. reduced product size, increase..... shouldn't be available to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;king&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;to the king!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. long live the king. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my whole week is packed. since i dint get to go out. lemme see.&lt;br /&gt;tmr, study session and then birthday party. with the theme as ugly betty. ive no birthday present and no idea wht to wear. quite bad eh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;wed, goin to aunt's house to make xiao long bao. wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;thurs, filming in sch at 10. argh. so early. lol. but no worries. anything for you! =D. (hypee yes/no?)&lt;br /&gt;friday, study with hypee.&lt;br /&gt;saturday, hypee?&lt;br /&gt;sunday, church! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. the dreaded mst week. argh. absolutely cannot wait for this sem to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im done with the post. think i shall put some random pictures up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnarE5VlYQI/AAAAAAAAALo/zGFb6tSMnMQ/s1600-h/010820061055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077433730505990402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnarE5VlYQI/AAAAAAAAALo/zGFb6tSMnMQ/s320/010820061055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! these were some pictures taken quite some time ago. i had this chocolate buffet at the fullerton. it was chocolate overdose man. i think i dint have choc for quite some time after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnarl5VlYSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nj0wLiaD76I/s1600-h/090920061203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077434297441673506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnarl5VlYSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nj0wLiaD76I/s320/090920061203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnarlpVlYRI/AAAAAAAAALw/vAZwq1FoAJA/s1600-h/090920061202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077434293146706194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnarlpVlYRI/AAAAAAAAALw/vAZwq1FoAJA/s320/090920061202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RnarlpVlYRI/AAAAAAAAALw/vAZwq1FoAJA/s1600-h/090920061202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4479301615924468190?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4479301615924468190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4479301615924468190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4479301615924468190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4479301615924468190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/06/u-see-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rnaw85VlYkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dpqFfKGlbbw/s72-c/Image(102).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-8806916699784407570</id><published>2007-05-31T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:00.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the problem..&lt;br /&gt;with lcd tvs..&lt;br /&gt;is......&lt;br /&gt; they make people look really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i hafta rush outta the room to the other tv if i really wanna watch a show in peace without having to wonder whether the actress/actor is that... bad.&lt;br /&gt;so whoever looks skinny on lcd means they're really really really bones. no wonder everyone wants to be ana. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise some ppl blog abt their whole week. i dont think i can do that. can't even rmb what i did the day before. lol.&lt;br /&gt;let's see. i've got so much shit coming up. =(.&lt;br /&gt;weather test. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;projects. common tests. stupid fw ca which i dont know a thing about.&lt;br /&gt;good thing mmr's 1/3 over?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed lesson today. =/. all cos i dint set the alarm. oh well. it felt good slping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. i tried to bake apple upside down cake today. the taste's alright. but it's fugly. lmao. i guess this is whr 'only the inside matters' is really and suitably applicable. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. i so gotta show u my new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28mWYzJEI/AAAAAAAAALI/oRTTAnybvAQ/s1600-h/200520072385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070416122519692354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28mWYzJEI/AAAAAAAAALI/oRTTAnybvAQ/s320/200520072385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO cute right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28c2YzJDI/AAAAAAAAALA/Hoz5m8uNJsc/s1600-h/200520072390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070415959310935090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28c2YzJDI/AAAAAAAAALA/Hoz5m8uNJsc/s320/200520072390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i forgot what face we were supposed to do. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28UWYzJCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8RwMfim7OiE/s1600-h/200520072396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070415813282047010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28UWYzJCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8RwMfim7OiE/s320/200520072396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he was using my phone to take photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28KGYzJBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rZQ4vUHBe3w/s1600-h/200520072392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070415637188387858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28KGYzJBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rZQ4vUHBe3w/s320/200520072392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again. he was really fascinated by my lousy phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27qmYzJAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ukPmcSIxhm8/s1600-h/200520072393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070415096022508546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27qmYzJAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ukPmcSIxhm8/s320/200520072393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm. this was supposed to be a funny face i think. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27Z2YzI_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/1Gxtk5fkeUg/s1600-h/200520072394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414808259699698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27Z2YzI_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/1Gxtk5fkeUg/s320/200520072394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he took it. i think he purposely wanted to make me look unglam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27QWYzI-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/etLu9or8dSs/s1600-h/200520072395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414645050942434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl27QWYzI-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/etLu9or8dSs/s320/200520072395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl26-GYzI9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Eu_MbsM-gYA/s1600-h/200520072387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414331518329810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl26-GYzI9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Eu_MbsM-gYA/s320/200520072387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scary? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl26zWYzI8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/u-KeOBmcJks/s1600-h/200520072385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414146834736066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl26zWYzI8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/u-KeOBmcJks/s320/200520072385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry cldn help it. yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;word of the day: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;devoid&lt;/span&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/36749410-8806916699784407570?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/8806916699784407570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=8806916699784407570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8806916699784407570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8806916699784407570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rl28mWYzJEI/AAAAAAAAALI/oRTTAnybvAQ/s72-c/200520072385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-7310127071308597724</id><published>2007-05-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:41:07.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.&lt;br /&gt;no words can describe how much i hate e-learning.&lt;br /&gt;the world would be a much better place if &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; just do away with it. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, on the brighter side of my world, i've finished most of it although thr's still that killer FW CA1 12o0 words feature story. eurgh. yuck. argh. pui. bleurgh. rarrrr( Rau TM lol ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. the parents are on the other side of the world. they told me this afternoon they were having b'fast at a sidewalk cafe (they're 8 hrs behind us). wa lau ey. can like totally imagine tht kind of scene in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss them alr. you have noooo idea how bad it is to do all the housework by yourself. it just kills. so guys, appreciate your mom who does everything! unless you have a maid, it isn't counted. but you can appreciate your maid too i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but of course i dont miss my parents just cos they aren't here to do the housework.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it's good to have no one to nag at me. =x. i've been slping like... stupid hours. no surprise i can't wake up on time anymore. but did i tell you i can't wake up without a human alarm clock? hahahaha. gosh. thr's school next week! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bffffffffff please wake me up please please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yea. i hope we do okay for mmr man. stressful. =(. jc ppl who think poly's a breeze need... a mind-changing lollipop. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, wanted to post some pictures. but stupid phone cable not working. humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i wish my old friend would come back. but he's so far away.&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7310127071308597724?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7310127071308597724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7310127071308597724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7310127071308597724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7310127071308597724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4381163824285294590</id><published>2007-05-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:47:47.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i found out the power of communication! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the information got around really quickly man. right sel? ahah. dang. i dont even think u read my blog anymore la. you cavewoman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, it all started with this guy at sb who asked the 5 of us to do a survey. and so, thinkin we would help all the poor souls who have to get ppl to do their surveys, we gave him our numbers. bad bad big mistake! he called 3 of us. it turned out to be a job interview. we would be assisting managers in their presentation and some other stuff. i dont think i'll put the company's name here. in case i get sued. lol. and so i agreed to a 2pm interview. stupid yes i know. and the guy said he'd call back. so then i received an sms from another guy. saying the interview's at 2 and the dress code's smart casual. and the most traumatising thing he said was... 'i'll pick you up at eunos mrt station!' eeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;rarr. if not for the fact tht i'll hafta go look for ppl to do MY survey, i definitely wldn do anymore for other ppl! stupid boy! fellow *sP ppl also wanna con. rarrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i replied his sms. and he's tryin to persuade me to go down! double arghhh! why why why whyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall go cheer myself up now. and my stupid phone cable's not workin again! =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. dont think i'll be shutting this blog down soon i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4381163824285294590?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4381163824285294590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4381163824285294590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4381163824285294590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4381163824285294590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-i-found-out-power-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-2417568663442647367</id><published>2007-05-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:05:37.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday's chinatown trip was stupid. but getting thr was fun. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;today's meeting nearly sucked all my brain cells up. and now im using the remaining ones to do lsc.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way back home just now, a whole gang of erm... africans i think, came onto the bus and one sat next to me. my fellow natives leh! but i think they must be from a different village cos i dont know them. =).&lt;br /&gt;but they all look rich man. pdas, expensive-looking watches and designer clothes? lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i was playing puzzle bobble on xq's hp today. the game's music was a bit too loud and i wanted to turn it down. so... wanting to be smart, i pressed what i thot was the volume button on the side of her phone. instead of the music being softer, coldplay's 'fix you (or smth)' started playing. and i very smartly said smth along the lines of : "wah seh. xq ur hp so high tech can play music when playing game.". naturally, she burst out laughing and rau called me bimbo. ass! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, time for a meme. thanks very much eu. it's gona take me forever you knw. but i dowanna get my toes sawed off. however, i'll get back atcha! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have two security pillows and i love their smell. teehee&lt;br /&gt;2) I get really scared when i have to talk in front of a lot of people. my heart will beat like mad and i'll tremble. =/&lt;br /&gt;3) There was once upon a time, many many years ago, when i gave a sweet i already had in my mouth to my sis. and being three years younger, she very willingly accepted what i, the all mighty older sis, had to bestow upon her. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have a habit of thinking that people are always looking at me. so i'll be very careful of my actions.&lt;br /&gt;5) I like to imagine myself in different scenarios. like how it would be if i were 65 years old.&lt;br /&gt;6) I hate having to think of stuff to say to someone.&lt;br /&gt;7) Im intimidated by talll skinny girls with big eyes and pretty faces. lol.&lt;br /&gt;8) I think Eunice is a punk. =).&lt;br /&gt;9) One day, im gona make sure i stay at least 1 mth in Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;10) I adoreeee hk drama serials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaay done!&lt;br /&gt;i tag vickii and sheryl to do a meme! 6 - 2 = 0. sorry maths not very good. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey darling. i love you ok? i think i dont say it enough. haha!"&lt;br /&gt;i was eating my bfast when he confessed. all i did was look up from my sugar roll, surprised. and he even laughed to himself! lol. and all i could do was say, aiyah no la i knw you love me!&lt;br /&gt;there. tht's my daddy for you. and me. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2417568663442647367?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2417568663442647367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2417568663442647367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2417568663442647367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2417568663442647367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/thursdays-chinatown-trip-was-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-2138309231466842</id><published>2007-05-07T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:01.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i shall do a quick one before my tv show starts and dma script beckons me. bcos, i &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; get this done! fwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ZOmNHBVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rQY97Gt2ow4/s1600-h/85bdscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061792244752123218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ZOmNHBVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rQY97Gt2ow4/s320/85bdscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS is rau. she belongs to land "L".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061792962011661666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8Z4WNHBWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/dvWwE-dAvB8/s320/57e0scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she really wants to fly, but the wings have yet to grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8b9WNHBYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xLzvWPVQJLM/s1600-h/1168scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061795246934263170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8b9WNHBYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xLzvWPVQJLM/s320/1168scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she looks like that when hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8bVmNHBXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kEZ_0S0U1h0/s1600-h/P1020682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061794564034463090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8bVmNHBXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kEZ_0S0U1h0/s320/P1020682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but most of the time, she just likes to smoke her nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8eAGNHBaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Wga3xhp2Zdw/s1600-h/P1020724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061797493202159010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8eAGNHBaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Wga3xhp2Zdw/s320/P1020724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rau says: "eh dont laugh la. smoking my nose has given me good complexion and a great smile!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ejGNHBbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uHVOtgEK0ws/s1600-h/P1020728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061798094497580466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ejGNHBbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uHVOtgEK0ws/s320/P1020728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rau says again: "see what i mean? teeheehee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ftmNHBcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/eYzNa5IwNws/s1600-h/b4dbscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061799374397834690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ftmNHBcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/eYzNa5IwNws/s320/b4dbscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rau: "and i especially love my cheeks man." *poke poke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8gfWNHBdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gqQ6o96_Wn8/s1600-h/8cf7scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061800229096326610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8gfWNHBdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gqQ6o96_Wn8/s320/8cf7scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yes. and dont forget to catch rau at her guitar concert! she's rrrrrrrreal good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. now people, this is a contest. a poll will be conducted to see who gets to be the most retarded person. now if you havent seen the other contestant's pictures (*wails*), please click rau's link under links. leave your vote on the tagboard! [this contest is open to everybody. contest will close by........................................some day.] thanks very much for your support! &lt;s&gt;PS, please vote for rau. if you do, brownies will find their way to your door! magically of course.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaaan. revenge sure is sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2138309231466842?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2138309231466842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2138309231466842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2138309231466842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2138309231466842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-i-shall-do-quick-one-before-my-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rj8ZOmNHBVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rQY97Gt2ow4/s72-c/85bdscd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-3686953095360678809</id><published>2007-05-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:23:03.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i attended a wedding today. my cousin's wedding to be precise. the last one i went to was like... at least ten years ago man! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i had to wake up at ard 8 i think. but all of us, as in the women, took so long to get ready that it was as if it was our own wedding. aaaand, my dad only took like twenty mins to get changed and all. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was at sentosa. but i kinda forgot the name of the hotel alr. smth resort and spa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we actually arrived earlier than the bride and bridegroom! but the whole ceremony was cool. except that it was held out in the sun which was freaking hot. good thing the guests could sit down in the shade. lol.&lt;br /&gt;the cutest of all was my gramma. as my cousin was giving his speech thanking everybody who was there, he left out gramma  who protested loudly that he had forgotten all about her. everybody laughed while my cousin quickly amended for his mistake.&lt;br /&gt;and the food was goood. but i really need to lose like 34373521 calories b4 i ever wear tht dress again man. oh and at the end of the wedding, brownies wrapped nicely in decorative paper were given. the brownies were reallllly good man. come to think of it, i've yet to check the website out.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. and for holding a wedding at sentosa, you get a free room. good for consideration eh. cos the room was really really nice. but when it's my turn, i'll definitely not have it in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aft tht, i had to meet the hypee for research. we spent like 3 hrs in the lib slouched in our chairs trying to find info. tough shit man. lol. but it was fun in all. fweheehee.&lt;br /&gt;okay now got to send xq some more research. haha. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-3686953095360678809?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/3686953095360678809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=3686953095360678809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3686953095360678809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/3686953095360678809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-i-attended-wedding-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-5955164615743485169</id><published>2007-05-05T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:52:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooooo! [bfff pls reply lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out today without my handphone. accidentally. and guess what? it felt kinda good being uncontactable. like if i suddenly decided to go somewhere far away, nobody would be able to find me. but then of course i'd get killed for not turning up for mmr meeting. lol. however, i hafta say the novelty of being uncontactable wore off after awhile cos i started to miss my the phone quite badly. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;the whole research thing is driving me mad i tell you. ive seen the words 'no results found' more than anything else. dang. got a long day tmr again. guess i shld go off soon. can't wait for our next illegal meeting. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-5955164615743485169?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/5955164615743485169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=5955164615743485169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/5955164615743485169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/5955164615743485169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/05/helloooooo-bfff-pls-reply-lol-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4243679911624119775</id><published>2007-04-26T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:25:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;just came back not so long ago and i feel kinda woozy now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a long day today ah. lessons were ok. i think dma was quite fun. just that tiramisu's theme song is gona be stuck in my head for a few weeks if im gona watch that episode over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;after tht, went out with bffff and two secret agents.&lt;br /&gt;was funnn man. except that one of the secret agents had a secret meeting with another agent and had to go off early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaand... (inserts drum roll here)...&lt;br /&gt;i bought unnecessary stuff again! let me see. strawberry and almond crunch, nail polish and nail 'grower'. dang. i see money fly.&lt;br /&gt;but actually, the nail grower is necessary cos i cut off all my nails a few days back and only aft cutting, then i realised i have a wedding to attend in like a week's time! and naturally, i bought the nail polish is for the wedding. as for the cereal.... it shall be my b'fast, lunch and dinner. 0=). so maybe they aren't really unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall go print stuff out. ima busy busy woman. however, i must sleep earlier today and wake up later tmr! cozzzz, my eyebags are getting worse and soon enough they'll cover my eyes up which is by no means a difficult task for them/it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4243679911624119775?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4243679911624119775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4243679911624119775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4243679911624119775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4243679911624119775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-dear-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4171707749524162322</id><published>2007-04-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:03:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;I realize i prefer life now as it is compared to two, three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yay to whoever makes me laugh nowadays. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still can't wait for every week to end. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4171707749524162322?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4171707749524162322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4171707749524162322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4171707749524162322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4171707749524162322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-has-been-good-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-4489693856171789948</id><published>2007-04-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:01.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it's finally the end of the week. for me/us at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hint: it really helps when thr are only four days of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think, i like this sem's modules much better. law's really interesting. cos now i knw i cant ever eat cookies on the train again and not risk being hauled off to court or smth. as for weather, i hope it's relatively more interesting than real estate. like maybe i can really become a future weather woman or smth. as for the rest, i think they're pretty cool and so are the lecturers. hur hur. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dear duno wht to write alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;too many things to say. but to summarise it all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think life can be pretty shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like really really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not tht im doing badly or im abt to die tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this whole &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; is tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking abt a future job is already a headache, but thinking abt the hundreds and thousands of other ppl fighting for the same job is even scarier. not to mention the fact tht the question of one's capability is inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hate having to accept things when i dont really want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like not being able to say anything just in case i may screw things up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sometimes the frustration builds up at such an alarming speed i may or may not hit the wall (not literally) and then feel totally stupid after tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's also scary how the world is. like it can be divided into many segments. hmmm how do i put it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on one hand, you can think abt how you're having a bad hair day and why on earth you decided to match a yellow top with purple pants. but on the other, you start thinking about poor african kids or smth. then you wonder, why people get killed like every other day. or like how come you msged the stupid boy next door but he dint bother replying you. and the list goes on and on. it's like there are so many things to think about! (eh who said i cannot multi task ah? lol). or is it just me? maybe huh. but i think that's one of the reasons why people go crazy lorh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay lah. ive run outta steam alr. forgot what i wanted to say and even if i do rmb, cannot say anything here. cozzz, anybody can read this and i can get hauled off to court, again. do i sound like i wanna get arrested very much? it's all because of lsc (legal system and contracts) i tell you. hahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but but but.... im still very happy. i'll prove it to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RiOBjGQg4RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4ZWOfHEb0c8/s1600-h/160420072246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054025646815109394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RiOBjGQg4RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4ZWOfHEb0c8/s320/160420072246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;First day of school. no captions this time. i'll leave it up to ur own imagination. =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today was actually okay. apart from having to wake up early and climb hills. i just hope i dont die this sem. 4 examinable modules. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/36749410-5771394748821103663?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/5771394748821103663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=5771394748821103663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/5771394748821103663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/5771394748821103663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/RiOCm2Qg4YI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y5GRCJ3mXzk/s72-c/160420072253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-7006703260980265211</id><published>2007-04-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:54:59.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slicing my finger with my water bottle really isn't funny. sounds impossible? well. i somehow manage to do the impossible. it's swollen now and still kinda hurts. =(.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get the sweater ive been wanting. but this means tht i'll hafta like not spend $$ in the next few weeks or so. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if people can be suicidal, what abt my lobster?&lt;br /&gt;all it ever does is swim around, swing its pincers in the air/water, jump ard here and thr, and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet it secretly wants to die but i just wont let it.&lt;br /&gt;because, i need my lobster to help me feel that i have a much more interesting life than it has. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7006703260980265211?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7006703260980265211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7006703260980265211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7006703260980265211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7006703260980265211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/slicing-my-finger-with-my-water-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-923945418663548703</id><published>2007-04-07T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe72vCbxyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mCIg7_ndmTQ/s1600-h/P1020427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050712056133306146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe72vCbxyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mCIg7_ndmTQ/s320/P1020427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicholas Spark...doesn't smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe7NPCbxxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oYZJv2_6Ye0/s1600-h/P1020423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050711343168734994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe7NPCbxxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oYZJv2_6Ye0/s320/P1020423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i go well with starbucks. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe65PCbxwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ddTeF1XtjdA/s1600-h/P1020407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050710999571351298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe65PCbxwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ddTeF1XtjdA/s320/P1020407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her imaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe6cfCbxvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9QrtQM6T9C8/s1600-h/P1020400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050710505650112242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe6cfCbxvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9QrtQM6T9C8/s320/P1020400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like my earring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe5-_CbxuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WPqbnQrTjHY/s1600-h/P1020384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050709998843971298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe5-_CbxuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WPqbnQrTjHY/s320/P1020384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no smoking please. only donuts allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe5TfCbxtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Q_oyX3JfyCI/s1600-h/P1020376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050709251519661778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe5TfCbxtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Q_oyX3JfyCI/s320/P1020376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was trying to be an angel, but got cut off halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe4-vCbxsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/D-IS5ElsGGc/s1600-h/donuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050708895037376194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe4-vCbxsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/D-IS5ElsGGc/s320/donuts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10000 calories per donut! eat at your own risk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe3-fCbxrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bv9MqQP95Pk/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050707791230781106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe3-fCbxrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bv9MqQP95Pk/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aspiring models!&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. If you guys noticed, any picture with some kinda light above the head means it was taken during IDEAS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe3BPCbxqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jyl3Wp6rMBE/s1600-h/301020061456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050706738963793570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe3BPCbxqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jyl3Wp6rMBE/s320/301020061456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we are very very very happy! our teeth say it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe20vCbxpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Cytkw5i4K_Y/s1600-h/271120061597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050706524215428754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe20vCbxpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Cytkw5i4K_Y/s320/271120061597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dementor 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2rPCbxoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H0kvKFV1oSk/s1600-h/271120061596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050706361006671490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2rPCbxoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H0kvKFV1oSk/s320/271120061596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dementor 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2g_CbxnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aUCeiSSB4to/s1600-h/271120061595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050706184913012338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2g_CbxnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aUCeiSSB4to/s320/271120061595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dementor 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2PfCbxmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/foV6heN7E6s/s1600-h/271120061593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050705884265301602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2PfCbxmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/foV6heN7E6s/s320/271120061593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spot the discrepancy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2FfCbxlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e-xPNnRBtpw/s1600-h/271120061592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050705712466609746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe2FfCbxlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e-xPNnRBtpw/s320/271120061592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spot the discrepancy! again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe14PCbxkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QDc9jVSd02c/s1600-h/271120061586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050705484833343042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe14PCbxkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QDc9jVSd02c/s320/271120061586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we're from Maui! heehaahooha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe1qPCbxjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EGTp0N1hAIs/s1600-h/271120061584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050705244315174450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe1qPCbxjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EGTp0N1hAIs/s320/271120061584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe1M_CbxiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hmml7ZfuNwY/s1600-h/211120061567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050704741804000802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe1M_CbxiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hmml7ZfuNwY/s320/211120061567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sharks my teeth dropped out and the dentist ran outta dentures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe0y_CbxhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RCb5L_Y-3cM/s1600-h/271020061452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050704295127402002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe0y_CbxhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RCb5L_Y-3cM/s320/271020061452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is wht happens when you sleep on the library floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhez4_CbxgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BtuS6PCka1s/s1600-h/2007211+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050703298694989314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhez4_CbxgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BtuS6PCka1s/s320/2007211+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;class photo 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhezgvCbxfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cIr43Gx8704/s1600-h/2007211+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050702882083161586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhezgvCbxfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cIr43Gx8704/s320/2007211+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;class photo 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhezO_CbxeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/deOWROEXXqM/s1600-h/2007211+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050702577140483554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhezO_CbxeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/deOWROEXXqM/s320/2007211+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eurgh. leggo my chin eu punk. no pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhey_vCbxdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AMG84-kMj88/s1600-h/2007211+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050702315147478482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhey_vCbxdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AMG84-kMj88/s320/2007211+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aliens have descended! save the earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhey5fCbxcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cn7EUNNLXcw/s1600-h/2007211+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050702207773296066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhey5fCbxcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cn7EUNNLXcw/s320/2007211+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the alien with the hair puller plus two camwhores at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rheyc_CbxbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TA9-LdOgiPg/s1600-h/2007211+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050701718147024306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rheyc_CbxbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TA9-LdOgiPg/s320/2007211+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we're from alakazamabob! poolelalalo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhexV_CbxaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GtCe4OKYxrI/s1600-h/2007211+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050700498376312226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhexV_CbxaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GtCe4OKYxrI/s320/2007211+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joycie! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhewnfCbxZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ORGd71vhnkA/s1600-h/P1000032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050699699512395154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhewnfCbxZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ORGd71vhnkA/s320/P1000032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RheszfCbxYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hnvMW9-syqw/s1600-h/Picture0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050695507624314242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RheszfCbxYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hnvMW9-syqw/s320/Picture0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhesR_CbxXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TPJvoPx-2kA/s1600-h/hug+a+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050694932098696562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RhesR_CbxXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TPJvoPx-2kA/s320/hug+a+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rherg_CbxWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KT6_33Q5ZXA/s1600-h/e602scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050694090285106530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rherg_CbxWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KT6_33Q5ZXA/s320/e602scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry rau. this is too funny to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-923945418663548703?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/923945418663548703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=923945418663548703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/923945418663548703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/923945418663548703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/nicholas-spark.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rhe72vCbxyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mCIg7_ndmTQ/s72-c/P1020427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-7515880284210345218</id><published>2007-04-06T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:49:14.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up early today. unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;was a bit upset at first. but got over it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop seems screwed. the hard disk is spoilt. and now i cant use the headphones anymore. argh. why is everything goin so wrong. sharks.&lt;br /&gt;and you are so not making things any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than tht, my day was pretty good. i finally went for a french. so my nails are all pretty now. but, in less than two hours, i managed to smudge it. like i said, nothing seems to like me now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;aft tht was pepper lunch and walking almost the whole of orchard. oh and i found this shop which had soooo many cute things in it. bought smth thr for a special friend who's leaving. and now im pretty broke. haha. im definitely bringing nad to tht shop! i cld have stayed thr like forever. aha. unfortunately, the stuff thr are priced high, a little more towards the exorbitant side. tell me, wld u pay $150+ for an organiser? i wldn.&lt;br /&gt;unless i had 20 million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;far east was ok. jus tht this time i window shopped more and tried more stuff on than other shopping trips. but dint manage to buy anything. i guess some days are shopping days and some are not. and after walking like 3 whole levels, she finally found the belt she wanted. i thot my legs were gona come loose and fly off like some... clockwork key gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so after the shopping trip, i decided to accompany my dad in his office! it's like so cool la. took some pics but im kinda lazy to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE FOR NOW. TIRED LIKE SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7515880284210345218?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7515880284210345218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7515880284210345218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7515880284210345218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7515880284210345218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-woke-up-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-2368479158773075066</id><published>2007-04-04T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:31:46.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waking up at 9.30 was bad. reaching thr at 10.50 was very bad. queuing behind 11 other ppl when the store wasn't even open was even worse. but nooooo tht wasn't enough. they had to give me a shock by telling me the store opened at 12.30 and i wldn get my doohhnarrts till 1 plus! argh! lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we did manage to erm. become a donut gang! (consisted of some nice sp graduate guy, a perv guy who stood soooo near us each time he said smth, and a nice malay woman.) actually, they helped more than we did they. bcos, we managed to skive off for lunch. i tell u, the donut smell was soo tempting. but it cld have been the cream puffs next to it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so. i had a feeling, tht as we were queuing up, ppl who walked past us thot we were mad to wait soo long for donuts. but but but! we get the last laugh cos the donuts were gooood. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and im sure everyone was jealous of our donuts! otherwise the aunty on the bus wldn 'tsk' so loudly when i ACCIDENTALLY knocked her with MY box of DONUTS. aha.&lt;br /&gt;although, i think i had an overdose of them. 2 is really too much. gags.&lt;br /&gt;i think tht'd be my first and last. queuing for smth for sucha long time. but i had fun too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks was quite funny. i mean. yea u get wht i mean. lol. girls, guys. gays, lesbians. handsome men are attracted to each other. pretty girls/guys dont like pretty guys/girls anymore. so, &lt;em&gt;we're&lt;/em&gt; the in-betweens (nad's term).&lt;br /&gt;and yup opposites really attract. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i end up with a not so good looking guy, tell me im gorgeous, ok! =). and &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;if my bf is good looking..........................&lt;br /&gt;try not to say anything. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adjective of the day: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;pronounced as: lemau&lt;br /&gt;English meaning: laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;Other meaning: like cookies gone soft. or lau hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i got no ego la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my ego as flat as your chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;X says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Y says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Y says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;UR EGO MUST BE PRETTY BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Y says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahahahaha. shit. lol. say wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;X says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID IT ALR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I. Want. To. Flirt. With. You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2368479158773075066?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2368479158773075066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2368479158773075066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2368479158773075066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2368479158773075066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/waking-up-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-2455106447381425215</id><published>2007-04-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:35:44.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wa lau eh. u knw got this person i knw. she used to be quite huge and erm. fat. but aft she got dumped, she lost bloody hell a lot of weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omg HAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who who? got friendster not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of cos she wldn put her before and after pictures right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAH who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;u think wht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;slimming ad ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the tagline wld be, 'fall out of love and u'd lose all the weight u want! just like me!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahahha can also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omg i dont know you can be so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;compliment or insult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;michelle (: so yay says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; RAU says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. i'm sure it's a compliment. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2455106447381425215?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2455106447381425215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2455106447381425215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2455106447381425215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2455106447381425215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/michelle-so-yay-says-wa-lau-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-1062187786401764782</id><published>2007-04-01T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:07.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from crystal jade. too much good food isnt good sometimes. went on a crazy grocery shopping spree after tht. i finally got my ribena! plus lots of unecessary stuff like japanese curry and grape gummies. and i grabbed some random instant noodles which cost 6.50. my goodness. i dint look at the price u see. good thing i dint hafta pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sims/crunchyroll seems to have lost its appeal. but i'll know i'll click on it sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Touchkidz was funnn today! Kym chyn (?) pronounced his undying love for me yet again. Daniel came back! and he's soooo adorable. with tht blonde hair and gorgeous green eyes. and he's sooo smart too. he grinned at me when he saw me. however, he only recognises me cos i pay the most attn to him. lol. ahhhh. im devastated he has changed group. =(. Koen and Jared are just as cute. hehe. im definitely going back next week. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty busy week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Mon - mohd's house to do gems and...bleach?&lt;br /&gt;Tues - not confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;Wed - muffins/library with rau?&lt;br /&gt;Thurs - shopping with the highly overstressed friend.&lt;br /&gt;Fri - peelahtaes with the chicken leg and party aft tht.&lt;br /&gt;SO, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] the art of being random; meh. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i wanna cut off my ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] the art of being random; meh. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] the art of being random; meh. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;owww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;michelle (: so wht happened to forever? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;michelle (: so wht happened to forever? says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;michelle (: so wht happened to forever? says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how to shit sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] the art of being random; meh. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;can lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told u i was, am still actually, bored.&lt;br /&gt;So better be careful when u talk to me online cos i'll just paste snippets of our convo here the next time im bored. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think i should watch ugly betty? Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate im posting, i'll be reaching my 100th post in no time man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rg-rEZyoJSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mexVXMoXRzs/s1600-h/viCkii%C2%B0-0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048441799436674338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rg-rEZyoJSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mexVXMoXRzs/s320/viCkii%C2%B0-0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048441997005169970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rg-rP5yoJTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FHl-To_dXVI/s320/viCkii%C2%B0-0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER lips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-1062187786401764782?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/1062187786401764782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=1062187786401764782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/1062187786401764782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/1062187786401764782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rg-rEZyoJSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mexVXMoXRzs/s72-c/viCkii%C2%B0-0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-4247027898822615000</id><published>2007-04-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:03:45.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i finally understand.&lt;br /&gt;then again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, you seem a little worse off than me. because i kinda had it better than you. doesn't matter now though. cos you found a replaceable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall go wallow in self-pity now. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and knw wht. you sometimes annoy the shit outta me. but wht to do. cant tell you cos u read every single thing tht is written here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-4247027898822615000?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/4247027898822615000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=4247027898822615000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4247027898822615000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/4247027898822615000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-finally-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-7139274222406736966</id><published>2007-03-30T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:57:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rmb i had lunch with an angmoh ytd? guess what. i had lunch with a japanese today. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;my lunches just get more and more interesting. i think it's racial harmony week or smth. hope i get a cute russian tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;and i seem to get more and more bored these days. jus look at the sudden fluctuation in entries.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomp the yard was alright. not too bad i guess. but man the movie was loooooong. and it's so cool how they dance. no wonder they all have six-packs. teeheee.&lt;br /&gt;ok long day tmr. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-7139274222406736966?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/7139274222406736966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=7139274222406736966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7139274222406736966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/7139274222406736966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/rmb-i-had-lunch-with-angmoh-ytd-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-6298559511072573900</id><published>2007-03-29T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:31:27.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finding company nowadays is so difficult. half of them dont stay in the east and the other half are just too busy. thank goodness for mr and mrs chicken leg though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;btw, ever had ur girlfriend's boyfriend accidentally grab ur hand? lmao. ssssshhhh. =x.&lt;br /&gt;but being out with them makes me kinda erm. sad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;however, sadness isn't painful. it's trying not to be sad tht hurts.&lt;br /&gt;cheeeeem eh (saw it in the newspaper aha). so yea. after being a lightbulb for quite long, i decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today, i had lunch with a total stranger. bcos, the place was too packed to have my own table. so anw, i got an angmoh stranger! but before u start cheering for me, i gotta tell you tht he's married and his wife's called michelle too. lol. so much for the chick lit storyline whr the girl always meets this hot guy over lunch/dinner/breakfast. aha. but it was a pretty pleasant lunch. conversation stalled though, cos i dint wanna seem like a talkative freak and he was too polite to interrupt my lunch. i think? lol&lt;br /&gt;and i think i must have super sweet blood or smth! ive got at least more than 10 mosquito bites on me now. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-6298559511072573900?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6298559511072573900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6298559511072573900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6298559511072573900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6298559511072573900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/finding-company-nowadays-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-472006243597892328</id><published>2007-03-27T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:42:37.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down.</title><content type='html'>People say eyes are the windows to our soul.&lt;br /&gt;But i think my eyebrows are mine.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i managed to have one closure. but i'm not sure how many more i have left to go. two? three? doesn't really mater i think. i most probably wouldn't have the courage anyway. but i am glad we managed to clear things up. =). everybody's still the same i guess. being as pervertic as ever. lol. but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the mohd and the lau today. i finally managed to watch music and lyrics! you know ure really lagging when ur parents have watched a movie that u haven't. aha. sharks i totally forgot wht i wanted to blog about. hmmm. so anw, i had fun today too. starbucking with them is farrrrrrnie. the people-watching, freezing to death and all. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! and im finally out of a job. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and sch's starting soon! which is quite sad. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-472006243597892328?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/472006243597892328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=472006243597892328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/472006243597892328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/472006243597892328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-down.html' title='One down.'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-1963986080802672653</id><published>2007-03-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:47:04.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like my arms and legs can drop off anytime. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing i dint get any cramps.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun. teehee&lt;br /&gt;so pilates again next week with cl! yaaaay. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earlier in the day, i went out with rau.&lt;br /&gt;and i have smth to say.&lt;br /&gt;listen up ah.&lt;br /&gt;raudhah, is, reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllly retarded.&lt;br /&gt;dont believe me?&lt;br /&gt;try going out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I KNOW YOU LOVE ME RAU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-1963986080802672653?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/1963986080802672653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=1963986080802672653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/1963986080802672653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/1963986080802672653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-like-my-arms-and-legs-can-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-2647195486313489435</id><published>2007-03-14T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:07.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;thanks eu and wl. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired. haha. bedtime has been pretty early nowadays. nth like the 3, 4am ones a few weeks ago. do i miss it? quite. a lot in fact. i hate waking up early. bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anw, i jus finished reading this book. it's chick lit, (wad didja expect) but thr was this character who died of cancer. and before he died, he decided he needed closure. so he found 5 0r 6 ppl whom he had hurt, had hurt him or were jus special to him but had somehow lost contact. i nvr thot closure was impt. if i were about to die, i'd rather leave everything as such(like u knw, not talking to someone for a whole lot of yrs, it'd be difficult to push back all the emotions/memories to gather up the courage and put down the pride just to see them. for the &lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt; time). but aft reading tht book, closure nvr seemed more impt. i definitely knw who i'd want to have closure with. the list isn't long but tht's good isn't it? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but tht's kinda funny. cos like i said, im terrible at keeping contact or even maintaining a friendship (but im getting better now). so by right, the list shld be pretty long. but by left, im still young. thr'd be smth really wrong with me if the list was a few pages long. cos the guy in the story was over 60 yrs and he only had 5/6 ppl to find! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'm blabbering. i should go sleep now. but since we're on the topic of death, i jus rmbed smth me and bfffffffff were discussing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wht song we wanted to play during our funeral. AHA. some topic eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but so anw, bfffffff's wld be Korn's Twisted Transistor. (cue Eu to LHAO[laugh her ass off])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would be......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dear. it's so terrible i cant bring myself to say it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from beijing to taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;did u see tht? hahaha. but i think i got the title wrong. it's either tht or the words are supposed to be flipped ard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's like sooooooo sad! my funeral song is some cheena song which is highly annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont believe &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;actually&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;like it! ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;so the main point of these two wonderful songs being played during our funeral, is so tht we wld jump out of the coffin and be alive again! whoop de doo. (cue some little boy :"mommy, the coffin's shaking!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. this is a pretty long post. now i need sleep. tata all! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RfgMnlo2WtI/AAAAAAAAADs/jRO2tS5fZ8w/s1600-h/GoEnglish_com_AbsenceMakesTheHeartGrowFonder.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041793657099147986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RfgMnlo2WtI/AAAAAAAAADs/jRO2tS5fZ8w/s320/GoEnglish_com_AbsenceMakesTheHeartGrowFonder.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just being random. but i think this pic's cute. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2647195486313489435?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2647195486313489435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2647195486313489435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2647195486313489435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2647195486313489435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-eu-and-wl.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/RfgMnlo2WtI/AAAAAAAAADs/jRO2tS5fZ8w/s72-c/GoEnglish_com_AbsenceMakesTheHeartGrowFonder.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-8838721037664224966</id><published>2007-03-11T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:36:15.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want to do is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;Throw myself onto the bed and kick my legs in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Scream my head off and punch everybody in sight.&lt;br /&gt;And then after that, bury myself under the covers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-8838721037664224966?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/8838721037664224966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=8838721037664224966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8838721037664224966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/8838721037664224966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/now.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-6869359551718563083</id><published>2007-03-06T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:08.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work, Is.. Killing me. I Think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I type So Much, I Think My Fingers Can Drop Off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And You See, I Have To Type Like That For Work. Now Ive Got The Bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no la. just kidding. im versatile. i hope i really dont Type Like That. it's annoying and tiring. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but other than that, work's alright i guess. the people are super nice. i get an ego boost almost everyday when i go thr. =x. teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this work environment is like really much better? cos it's like i dont see ppl openly bitching abt others. but then again, maybe it's cos i haven't been thr long enough. is this how a cynic thinks? haha. but anw, i half wished i was unN(unemployed), but because of the nice nice nice ppl, i guess im doing alright. but the workload is overwhelming. before i can even finish &lt;s&gt;a quarter&lt;/s&gt;half of smth, they pile me up with smth else. ahhh! i wonder when im ever gona finish.   =(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. i took 196 today. to work of course. whr else?! it passed Mountbatten Road. and my gosh. some really really rrrrrrreally rich ppl live thr. i saw this huge house with its own mini carpark. i saw &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; 7 cars. man. i can totally imagine living thr. [with my erm.. future husband?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: honey, mon ah, u supposed to take the Bentley hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honey: no la baobei. u forgot. it's the Mercs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: oh yah ah. i forgottt. and u rmb next wk ah, must rotate hor! otherwise all the cars nv use v wasted u knw right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honey: yes yes. u naggy leh u. oh yah! rmb to pay our &lt;em&gt;seven&lt;/em&gt; maids this month ah! otherwise they dont wash the &lt;em&gt;seven&lt;/em&gt; cars i die leh! and and... rmb the swimming pool, the jacuzzi yada yada....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: eh now who's the naggy one! faster go work la......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see wht i mean! ok la. maybe it's just me. but i saw other hugeeeee houses and of course, complete with swimming pools. i wonder how it'd be like to be that rich. guess this is wht most ppl fantasize abt during their free time. ok. at least i do. and i think i shall take 196 from now on. to look out for more nice houses. oh the cheap thrills of life. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW, should i stay up to wait for the results? but ive no idea how many hrs earlier they'll send it to me! argh. i think i better slp. cos... tmr is another long day. =(.&lt;br /&gt;I Shall Dream Of Stacks And Stacks Of Papers and Creaky Lousy Old Keyboards.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, which of the two actions below is easier to carry out and is less damaging?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2AecyxwcI/AAAAAAAAADM/XUU4eNy7k3k/s1600-h/BB9320-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038824818711052738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2AecyxwcI/AAAAAAAAADM/XUU4eNy7k3k/s320/BB9320-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2BJsyxwdI/AAAAAAAAADU/Mc6mMBKY1fs/s1600-h/200371117-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038825561740394962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2BJsyxwdI/AAAAAAAAADU/Mc6mMBKY1fs/s320/200371117-003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, which of these two actions is less conspicuous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2CxMyxwfI/AAAAAAAAADk/9uPWSnQS0_s/s1600-h/200489892-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038827339856855538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2CxMyxwfI/AAAAAAAAADk/9uPWSnQS0_s/s320/200489892-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2CscyxweI/AAAAAAAAADc/z2C23VLxntI/s1600-h/73267129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038827258252476898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2CscyxweI/AAAAAAAAADc/z2C23VLxntI/s320/73267129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your answers are greatly appreciated! =)&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/36749410-6869359551718563083?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6869359551718563083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6869359551718563083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6869359551718563083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6869359551718563083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Re2AecyxwcI/AAAAAAAAADM/XUU4eNy7k3k/s72-c/BB9320-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-2729421755162532237</id><published>2007-03-03T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:49:36.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Awww.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we were wrong about each other?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were really made for me?&lt;br /&gt;What if we was `sposed to be together?&lt;br /&gt;Would that not mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;What if that was `sposed to be my house that you go home to every day?&lt;br /&gt;How can you be sure that things are better?&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be sure your heart is still here with me&lt;br /&gt;Still wanting me&lt;br /&gt;Your friend asked me if there was someone special in my life that I was seeing&lt;br /&gt;I told her there was no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;There's just I, myself, and me&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I dream of you quite often&lt;br /&gt;She just cut her eyes at me&lt;br /&gt;She said you got a home, you're very happy&lt;br /&gt;So just stop your meddling&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I won't&lt;br /&gt;I said things were cool, but I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I still can't move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sharks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. today was tiring but super! i think i shall continue another time. kinda lazy now to do anything. i need sleeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly feel like changing the skin. bff(ffffffffff)[the extra 'f's are more for the pronounciation, not anything else. try it! lol], this is all your fault! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2729421755162532237?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2729421755162532237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2729421755162532237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2729421755162532237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2729421755162532237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/03/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-6780671791151055855</id><published>2007-02-23T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:47:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>random pictures from rather long ago! haha. maybe one day i'll post all my pictures. one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3lZxpNRKI/AAAAAAAAACE/AKQPItGLfHw/s1600-h/3450scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034432189455746210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3lZxpNRKI/AAAAAAAAACE/AKQPItGLfHw/s320/3450scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3lGBpNRJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/n_uJ3CbBJ2E/s1600-h/pic3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034431850153329810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3lGBpNRJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/n_uJ3CbBJ2E/s320/pic3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3k0BpNRII/AAAAAAAAAB0/I7zZtg4Ia6A/s1600-h/DSC00693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034431540915684482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3k0BpNRII/AAAAAAAAAB0/I7zZtg4Ia6A/s320/DSC00693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kihpNRHI/AAAAAAAAABs/ReJSb70QwwM/s1600-h/091220061644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034431240267973746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kihpNRHI/AAAAAAAAABs/ReJSb70QwwM/s320/091220061644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kWBpNRGI/AAAAAAAAABk/oQTNaEijyI0/s1600-h/141220061661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034431025519608930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kWBpNRGI/AAAAAAAAABk/oQTNaEijyI0/s320/141220061661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kExpNRFI/AAAAAAAAABc/cGdG6g6KTCk/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034430729166865490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3kExpNRFI/AAAAAAAAABc/cGdG6g6KTCk/s320/P1010028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3jexpNREI/AAAAAAAAABU/8-MFAdVlaMk/s1600-h/P1010063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034430076331836482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3jexpNREI/AAAAAAAAABU/8-MFAdVlaMk/s320/P1010063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3jEhpNRDI/AAAAAAAAABM/j_5Nxsz0jNU/s1600-h/DSCN6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034429625360270386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3jEhpNRDI/AAAAAAAAABM/j_5Nxsz0jNU/s320/DSCN6379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3iuRpNRCI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ma7Zmr8Iyp4/s1600-h/271020061439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034429243108181026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3gvRpNQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rsrh_ZG4cqw/s1600-h/2007211+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034427061264794546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3gvRpNQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rsrh_ZG4cqw/s320/2007211+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/36749410-6780671791151055855?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/6780671791151055855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=6780671791151055855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6780671791151055855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/6780671791151055855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qFy8jJZimuM/Rd3lZxpNRKI/AAAAAAAAACE/AKQPItGLfHw/s72-c/3450scd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36749410.post-2864092540279171630</id><published>2007-02-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:03:48.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bloody cycle</title><content type='html'>haha. i had fun today! and ytd. let's start with vday.&lt;br /&gt;i thot i'd be the latest (in terms of waking up) even though &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;were the ones coming over. but surprise surprise. haha. it was fun. all the baking, the teasing, even the movie. i think we shld do it soon again. and love, im glad ure not mad. u got me thr for a moment. cos i went to bed tht night, thinking over and over again if i did anything really wrong. haha. but tht's jus me yea. no worries. then it was dinner. it wasnt too bad. but it left a super hole in my pocket. no, make tht my 'bank'. oh well. haha. and after tht it was arcade. somewhr i dint go for a long time. oh and dont worry bout the flower. it's nice without the leaves. and thanks for the letter plus nice envelope. heh.&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;was fun again! i am trying to have fun while not screwing my life up. hah. we walked to the whole of orchard discussing boobs and all. hahaha. my legs hurt now but i like goin shopping with you. although we're broke half the time. hehe. oh and our haircut. terrible eh! we shall nvr go thr again! i think. hehe. cant wait for u to come over later and go for our suntanning session. wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i wanna thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. thank you so much for listening to all my nonsense. you never get tired of hearing me complain and mope about whtever thr is to about. you never cut me off halfway. and you always have something comforting to say at the end of all my 'sessions'. i cant thank you enough. &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;, you do annoy me when you take my stuff without asking and having the habit of not putting them back! haha. but i still love you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;we be best friends forever yea. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think im done for today. i shall go &lt;s&gt;mope&lt;/s&gt;jumping(another word for having fun) ard again. byeeeee. oh and i hope i get to watch protege tmr! so many eye candies. teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-2864092540279171630?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/2864092540279171630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=2864092540279171630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2864092540279171630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/2864092540279171630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-bloody-cycle.html' title='It&apos;s a bloody cycle'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-117095283191233714</id><published>2007-02-09T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:40:31.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to the gym at night was interesting. i had no idea thr wld be so many ppl. esp guys. hahaha. well they weren't exactly eye candy. maybe body candy? and now i sound like a pervert. lol. but then again, i hardly see guys ard in my estate. so cant blame me. maybe i shld go to the gym at night more often ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive been blogging more nowadays. must be bcos ive too much time on my hands. cant wait to start work. oh and did i mention im really broke? cny shld hurry up too. and i hope my relatives are feeling rich this yr. *evil cackle*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht else shld i blog about? hmmm. cant think of anything. but i suddenly feel like eating candy cane. u guys knw wht to do! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/658341/candy_cane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/353071/candy_cane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case you dont know wht a candy cane is. i knw it's a lil late, but im sure u'd find it! heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-117095283191233714?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/117095283191233714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=117095283191233714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117095283191233714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117095283191233714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-to-gym-at-night-was-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-117085462336150188</id><published>2007-02-07T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:26:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonetheless</title><content type='html'>i cooked myself spaghetti today. let's just say im not cut out for cooking. haha! the spaghetti was undercooked and thr wasn't enough taste. lol. on a &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;darker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;brighter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;note, valentine's in seven days.&lt;br /&gt;it's the time whr all the singles mope about not having a date. and guess what? i'm one of them!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;aye shucks. i sound damn pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;but since im in media and comm, i shall advertise.. for myself.&lt;br /&gt;fwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. all those out thr who havent got a date &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i promise i'd bake u heart-shaped brownies. all the better if you're tall, dark, handsome and of course a &lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if you're a girl, doesn't really matter. u just get smaller brownies? =x. heh. and if you dont have my number, too bad. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall go back to my hk serials. tata! if you need recommendations, just come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i am working hard to get rid of these &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;handled loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-117085462336150188?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/117085462336150188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=117085462336150188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117085462336150188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117085462336150188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/02/nonetheless.html' title='Nonetheless'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-117043801455501120</id><published>2007-02-03T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:40:14.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello again! i went with nad ytd to do our hair. she got curls, i got colour. (and nad ure welcome! hehe). i think we're both happy with the results! going to an aunty salon isnt tht bad after all man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pulled a nurul some posts back. and this time, i'll be pulling a gina! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thr are many many reasons why one shld not try to study immediately after an ipra paper, or any other paper for tht matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/686555/1a96scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/756700/1a96scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/76865/4afbscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/342370/4afbscd.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/247851/737ascd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/108530/737ascd.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hardworking.                                                     so am i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after a mere 5 seconds......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/612265/22dcscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/160785/22dcscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot take it anymore ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/414051/981bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/631736/981bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newest rendition of 'the scream', in econs context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scream then evolved into smth else&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103858/486fscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/486fscd.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/577983/364cscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/303797/364cscd.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/895121/cd25scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="136" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/84789/cd25scd.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing to you....................................................................... macdonalds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/716866/71bcscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/747384/71bcscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rau says: i do a much better job than u la mich. im paid 50 per min for advertising for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/146628/5a64scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/690503/5a64scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich: i shoot u with my eyes ah! anw, meet my new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/455018/fabfscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/360947/fabfscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr loyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/4683/e349scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/791878/e349scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so cute!!! *screams and moves hands wildly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/133401/8f06scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/182366/8f06scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus kidding. it's me actually. fwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/a88bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/337454/a88bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyar cheh. bluff me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/128155/aa8escd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/216488/aa8escd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. dont angry la. i lups you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/607376/8fd6scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/161081/8fd6scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont like tht leh. i shy u knw anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/351599/60eascd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/804065/60eascd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u tryin to bluff me ah. my antennae can detect everything i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/541831/ed04scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/432487/ed04scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay no more nonsense! as king of lalaland, i demand u gimme a token of appreciation for visiting ur country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/559598/b17bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/325124/b17bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah here u go. a nice sparkling edible gem for u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/106201/b4dbscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/137619/b4dbscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow tht was really good! my expression says it all. i shall give u more business from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/271649/c297scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/709039/c297scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure sure. happy cooperation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/109130/1168scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/318518/1168scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still want some more gems. bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and man. i cant think of how to continue. and im very tired. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll jus end here. bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-117043801455501120?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/117043801455501120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=117043801455501120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117043801455501120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/117043801455501120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-again-i-went-with-nad-ytd-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116931018587476180</id><published>2007-01-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:23:05.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! sry for the lack in updates. ive been lazy. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was sel's bday celebration! it was a blast. literally.&lt;br /&gt;thr were two special guests. but unfortunately cos of them, this post has restrictions. lol.&lt;br /&gt;like rmb, with freedom comes reponsibility? so i am being reponsible. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you, the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/183993/e894scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/39194/e894scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pic's cute isnt it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the food was ooookay. but rau and sum1 were fast to accuse me of not being able to cook. why oh why! lol. i fried an egg ok. and ice cream too. let me show u pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/248062/8ef0scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/993109/8ef0scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white bubbly stuff at the side was the ice cream.cool eh. unfortunately, it wasnt v nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the fried egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/860753/9b83scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/938909/9b83scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loverrrrly isnt it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/747619/b7bcscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/439780/b7bcscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/392751/6a66scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/28656/6a66scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday cake. it is quite ugly. and it tasted weird. oh well. i promise it'll be better next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/564274/DSC00962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/250103/DSC00962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wht gina sent me. haha. can't blame me! i dint knw ur phone was like tht. but i think it's a cute pic. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/397055/8e1bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/292791/8e1bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. happy birthday sel!!! we be bestest best best best best best friends everrrrrrrrr yea? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/971860/b93bscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/197618/b93bscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr are quite a few pix of sel here. i feel like im commemorating her death or smth man. =X. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i think i shall go study now. it's gona be a loooooooong week. gd thing 1st feb isnt too far away. till then.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116931018587476180?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116931018587476180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116931018587476180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116931018587476180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116931018587476180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-all-sry-for-lack-in-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116767362258193274</id><published>2007-01-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:47:02.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so far 2007 has been a flop even though it's only the second day. so much for &lt;em&gt;happy &lt;/em&gt;new year eh.&lt;br /&gt;and life has been a roller coaster of emotions these days.&lt;br /&gt;do you think i'll go mad?&lt;br /&gt;i think i alr am.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to get a grip on life.&lt;br /&gt;start doing the stuff i ought to do.&lt;br /&gt;stop doing the stuff i ought not to do.&lt;br /&gt;as for new year resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;i think they're a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six random facts about me(Rau 'made' me do this. hahh.)&lt;br /&gt;1. i cant get focused on most things.&lt;br /&gt;2. i regret/think too much for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;3. i go to church!&lt;br /&gt;4. i cant exercise for nuts even though i ought &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;5. i like tall dark handsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;6. i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, &lt;strong&gt;anybody&lt;/strong&gt; can do this. im a nice person, i wont force you to do this. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im done for today! haha. seeya sooooon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116767362258193274?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116767362258193274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116767362258193274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116767362258193274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116767362258193274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-far-2007-has-been-flop-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116680110878075357</id><published>2006-12-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:10:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall pull a nurul in this post! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never wait for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;your pace never slows, forever leaving me behind to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;but i never can.&lt;br /&gt;why be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;you know i cant help but reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know ure important.&lt;br /&gt;very important to me actually.&lt;br /&gt;jus like how everybody else rushes for you.&lt;br /&gt;when will you wait for me?&lt;br /&gt;wait for me to pick myself up before i continue this road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as much as i want you to stand still,&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want me to be your priority,&lt;br /&gt;you never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why ... Mr Time!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay lar. it's not as good as nunu's cos got not much suspense. but hey i tried my best okay! heh. i'll be leaving in 4 hours' time. miss me okay? =). i'll be back on wed! hope it'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep me off my feet please! (waves hands dramatically in air). hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116680110878075357?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116680110878075357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116680110878075357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116680110878075357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116680110878075357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-shall-pull-nurul-in-this-post-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116619931472158572</id><published>2006-12-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:40:47.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid &lt;s&gt;bugger&lt;/s&gt; blogger dint let me post pics of my hk trip! nvm. i shall try again today! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/667072/021220061619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/538973/021220061619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i went durin 2nd-6th of dec. reached at ard night. so this pic was of the airport express train! cool eh. but bad thing is, i cldn figure out how to work the tv. lol. could only flip the channels. so. it's the tv's fault not mine. we stayed at Tsing Yi. we reached about 9 pm i think. and i dint sleep till quite late cos i was watching tv! haha. but had to wake up at 6 plus the next day. terrible! and we climbed all over the place on the second day. ive nvr walked so much in my life b4! i shall show u examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/672607/edited%20hk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/691218/edited%20hk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/708943/HONG%20KONG!%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we started allllllllll the way at the very bottom. like in between the blue and green thing in the middle of the pic. far right. lol. erm but i forgot the name of this part. but the worst thing is, there were escalators. but they only went DOWN! like wth? and apparently, the escalators only went UP after 10.30. but cos we were thr at 9 plus, we had to cliiiiiiimb all the way. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/672607/edited%20hk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/801937/HONG%20KONG!%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/386539/HONG%20KONG%21%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay introduction time! (btw, this were the tiring long steps like in sb but not as bad! haha). starting from left: my mother, me, aunty swee noi (nat's mom), nat, uncle edmund (daniel's dad), my sis brenda, my dad, my other sis (joanne), anna (daniel's sis), aunty mun lan (daniel's mom), and daniel(AHEM RAU)!&lt;br /&gt;thr was supposed to be uncle seow yong (nat's dad) but he was our cameraman. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/241341/HONG%20KONG!%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/671301/HONG%20KONG%21%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr's the cameraman! the one with the cap. haha. dont ask me wht i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/307378/HONG%20KONG!%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/201619/HONG%20KONG%21%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shot. hmmm. i wonder who took this. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/814410/HONG%20KONG!%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/608108/HONG%20KONG%21%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like the adults swopped their mental age with the kids tht day. but still cute. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/637752/DSC00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/715659/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on your mark, get set, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/82682/heh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/722781/heh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually had a race up the hill. and naturally, the younger ppl won. haha! i think the 3 ppl icircled in red thot we were a bunch of freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/676037/HONG%20KONG!%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/904297/HONG%20KONG%21%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo again! but this time, my mom's the camera&lt;s&gt;wo&lt;/s&gt;man. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/34497/HONG%20KONG!%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/178594/HONG%20KONG%21%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee i like. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/60150/HONG%20KONG!%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/531299/HONG%20KONG%21%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/630942/HONG%20KONG!%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/616318/HONG%20KONG%21%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the person with his hands up in the air. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/809470/HONG%20KONG!%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/729902/HONG%20KONG%21%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heh. bad camera skills? oh. and we were on our way to the zoo. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/847910/HONG%20KONG!%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/839866/HONG%20KONG%21%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look carefully and u may see smth. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called a meerkat i think. if tht's the correct spelling. thr were star tortoises which were superrr cute. they had numbers on them. btw, star tortoises look like walking mushrooms. jus tht the mushroom has four stalks. lol. dont knw why i dint take pic. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/747623/HONG%20KONG!%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/222869/HONG%20KONG%21%20014.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/734123/HONG%20KONG!%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/862197/HONG%20KONG%21%20015.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/229860/DSC00100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/983384/DSC00100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. new animal species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... a lil bit of camwhoring with my foxy sis, as gina calls her. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/810530/HONG%20KONG!%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/364855/HONG%20KONG%21%20016.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/641857/HONG%20KONG!%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/399579/HONG%20KONG%21%20017.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/978017/HONG%20KONG!%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/725827/HONG%20KONG%21%20018.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with brenda too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/978017/HONG%20KONG!%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/978017/HONG%20KONG!%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/116171/DSC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/193770/DSC00094.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/809300/DSC00106.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after that we went to the peak! it's this erm. famous mountain in hk i think. the tram on the way up was damn scary. it was super steep and the tram just had to go at neckbreaking speed. a potential roller coaster man.the view was superrrrr nice. except for the perpetual haze. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/361807/HONG%20KONG!%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/488726/HONG%20KONG%21%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht's how high up we were. and amazingly, there were houses behind the peak even higher up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/232428/HONG%20KONG!%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/486517/HONG%20KONG%21%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/788004/HONG%20KONG!%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/666098/HONG%20KONG%21%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice lah! my future apartment/house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/553164/HONG%20KONG!%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/889961/HONG%20KONG%21%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the wind up there was very strong, but shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/722232/HONG%20KONG!%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/216565/HONG%20KONG%21%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at the air pollution. tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/338623/HONG%20KONG!%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/640840/HONG%20KONG%21%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real turtle shells in some dessert shop! joanne freaked out cos b4 tht, we saw a live fish head die. and each time it tried to breathe, blood ooozed out. too bad the pic is with uncle seow yong. aha. and ever since then, my sis has erm 'refused' to eat fish? lol. oh oh oh. and we saw ronald cheng (hk actor), filming along one of the streets. we cldn rmb his name at first so we just stood thr watchin him until i sudd rmbed his name. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/624202/HONG%20KONG!%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/254870/HONG%20KONG%21%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think tht was the end of day 2. oh and i made the mistake of drinkin milk tea durin dinner. result: i cldn sleep the whole night. and i had to wake up early the next morn. horror of horrors! and their milk tea is really li hai! too powerful alr. i shld drink it next time when studying. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day, we went to Sai Kung. it's this place near the sea and has a lot a lot of seafood restaurants. the wind was great as usual but prob even better. but the bus ride to Sai Kung was a total killer. i jus slept throughout the whole trip thr and back. sadly, there didnt seem to be any hotels. otherwise i'd haf wanted to stay thr the whole trip. hahaha. okay. pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/992942/HONG%20KONG!%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/430387/HONG%20KONG%21%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was one of the floating boats which sold dried seafood and the likes. it was pretty amusing. they had live sea creatures on it too.&lt;br /&gt;it was also where my dad bought many many packets of cuttlefish. i thot he bought it for me (cos i kept popping pieces of it into my mouth) but i reached spore only to knw it was for his colleagues. make me happy for nth. oh well. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/380635/HONG%20KONG!%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/141356/HONG%20KONG%21%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a close-up! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/553164/HONG%20KONG!%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/960136/HONG%20KONG!%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/413936/HONG%20KONG%21%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the little colourful tubs contained fish, lobsters, crabs and i forgot wht else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/262532/HONG%20KONG!%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/381797/HONG%20KONG%21%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the things in the grey tub? i swear crayfishes are creatures from Men in Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/296213/HONG%20KONG!%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/409745/HONG%20KONG%21%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bigger close-up lol. oh and if u can see wht's in the grey tub near the date, good for u. it's called geoduck and we had some for lunch i think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/83008/HONG%20KONG!%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/380057/HONG%20KONG%21%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see the lobster in the middle of the pic in a blue tub? it was trying to escape and we all just stood there watching it for quite awhile. but sadly, it never made it. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/367079/HONG%20KONG!%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/181451/HONG%20KONG%21%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the houses in Sai Kung are really really old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/409309/HONG%20KONG!%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/269667/HONG%20KONG%21%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really very old. haha. but they had nice big modern houses on the other side. this is only a small part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/750494/HONG%20KONG!%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/138246/HONG%20KONG%21%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the lobster we had for lunch! Daniel named it Kenny. after our waiter. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103482/HONG%20KONG!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103482/HONG%20KONG!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103482/HONG%20KONG!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103482/HONG%20KONG!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/103482/HONG%20KONG!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/649344/HONG%20KONG%21%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ahhhh. what else shall we have for lunch?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/857712/HONG%20KONG!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/857712/HONG%20KONG!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/631731/HONG%20KONG%21%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for SOME reason, the adults bought lotsa oranges. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/857712/HONG%20KONG!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/857712/HONG%20KONG!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/857712/HONG%20KONG!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/678305/HONG%20KONG!%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/678305/HONG%20KONG!%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/272105/HONG%20KONG%21%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/678305/HONG%20KONG!%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so after lunch was shopping. we then got onto a boat and it took us around the island. the boat was kinda scary cos it was the old kind and looked like it could fall apart any moment. lol. but still, the wind was awesome wheeeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/678305/HONG%20KONG!%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/395937/HONG%20KONG!%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/14455/HONG%20KONG%21%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at the wind! i mean how it blew our hair. lol. oh and it was super cold too hence the jackets. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/650606/HONG%20KONG!%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/939697/HONG%20KONG%21%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/714748/HONG%20KONG!%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/931007/HONG%20KONG!%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/714748/HONG%20KONG!%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/102731/HONG%20KONG%21%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hill? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/573708/HONG%20KONG!%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/377827/HONG%20KONG%21%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prizes for guessing who! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at tht boat! there was actual filming goin on! so exciting lah. but we cldn get close to actually see who the actors were. but when i waved to the actor, he waved back! lol. and my dad shouted at them to shoot well cos we were watching them and the same actor actually gave a thumbs up. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/647984/HONG%20KONG!%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/799936/HONG%20KONG%21%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/863161/DSC00129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/612327/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/665414/HONG%20KONG!%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/253746/HONG%20KONG%21%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/665414/HONG%20KONG!%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the guy in blue at the left of the pic who waved back. if it was Bosco Wong, i'd just stab myself for not getting close enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/448451/HONG%20KONG!%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/93297/HONG%20KONG%21%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were running and it was pretty funny to watch them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/40824/HONG%20KONG!%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/912602/HONG%20KONG%21%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of show. they were winding up. if you manage to zoom in to the photo, can see the rest of the camera crew. lol. i actually have a lot more photos of the boat and crew but since they are all futile attempts of a close-up, i shan't take up space here. heh. oh and i saw a reflector being used the &lt;em&gt;correct &lt;/em&gt;way. hint hint. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/98442/HONG%20KONG!%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/452106/HONG%20KONG%21%20058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got off at some ulu island with no electricity to take a look around. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/110759/HONG%20KONG!%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/856676/HONG%20KONG%21%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same electricity-deprived island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/432163/HONG%20KONG!%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/744649/HONG%20KONG%21%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiEe MeIxXz 1314 wO0rxXZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/893335/HONG%20KONG!%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/939086/HONG%20KONG%21%20075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ignore the couple, focus on the houses behind them. nice right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/124013/HONG%20KONG!%20076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/326238/HONG%20KONG%21%20076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fried ice cream at some v famous dessert shop. it wasnt too bad but they only had one flavour, sad. i had durian pancake. just tht the pancake was some green pastry. but on the whole, it was niceee. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert was before dinner. lol. after dessert, we went to Tsim Sha Tsui to walk along Victoria Harbour where the walk of fame is. and across was erm. the city. i kinda forgot the name. but it's super nice at night. can i just let the pix do the talking? im tired of typing. hehe. here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/674265/041220061622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/888005/041220061622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/222170/DSC00145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/236683/DSC00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/198591/041220061620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/946753/041220061620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/863182/041220061623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/648461/041220061623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/644901/041220061624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/258280/041220061624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/66418/041220061625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/157050/041220061625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/319954/041220061626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/391879/041220061626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/128318/DSC00149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/272220/DSC00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! now. let's talk about my hotel room. it was superrrrr small. the bathroom was the size of erm. maybe two toilet cubicles? and they provided paper slippers. literally paper. man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/923350/061220061627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/27918/061220061627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have pix of the view outside the room. i totally forgot to take pix of the room itself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/573142/061220061628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/395314/061220061628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/811456/061220061629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/352426/061220061629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this was taken on the MTR. oh yea. it's called MTR not MRT. maybe it stands for mass transport rapid? no idea man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/794185/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/344049/DSC00116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, was after a long day of shopping at Mongkok's Ladies' Street (lui yan gai?). and bcos i managed to get a seat on the MTR, &lt;s&gt;everyone conveniently dumped their bags on me&lt;/s&gt; AND being the nice person i am, i offered to be bag-keeper. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/274780/DSC00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/533412/DSC00118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a mural made out of many many cute buttons along the corridor leading to the toilet in Maritime Square, Tsing Yi's shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. let me see. oh yea! the public buses had this sign on the driver's 'door'. "it is an offence to talk to the bus captain when the vehicle is in motion". HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. next up, pix of houses in HK. there are v nice houses. and not so nice ones. i shall let u decide. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/285434/??????001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/991449/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a banner of the bus we took to Stanley Market. heh. houses comin up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/97354/??????000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/694530/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. no idea wht this is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/608853/??????002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/453379/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/375868/??????004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/347649/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pix from this one onwards were taken on a bus. so nt v clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/263989/??????005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/714405/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/158968/??????006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/467155/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/143463/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/274110/??????014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/85685/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/135619/??????015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/407410/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/309802/??????019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/764988/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the left corner. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/887317/??????021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/415372/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/538189/??????022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/2538/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel's &lt;s&gt;big&lt;/s&gt; head blocked an otherwise beautiful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/616392/??????023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/763507/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/81341/??????026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/865474/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/371/??????027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/103081/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/506339/??????028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/898989/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/959889/??????038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/238175/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/298824/??????041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/43192/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/1600/959383/??????044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/859/4115/320/530647/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Times Square. the last day whr we had dinner. also the first time i found a shard of porcelain in my food. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im tired of uploading pictures! im finally done! today is the 21st. the blog date is the date i started. so... calculate how many days i took to finish this post urself! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my conclusion: i will either move to HK, or bag myself a rich hongky. is tht how u spell it? lol. in other words, I LOVE HONG KONG! wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i watched The Holiday with nad today. absolutely fantastic show! plus the delicious pasta from pasta mania and yummy salty popcorn, i'd say it's a great day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;now if i cld just get started on econs&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116619931472158572?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116619931472158572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116619931472158572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116619931472158572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116619931472158572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/12/stupid-bugger-blogger-dint-let-me-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116568058750332347</id><published>2006-12-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:09:47.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a mosquito bit me on the ear and it's annoying me. the bite i mean. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im goin mad. thr are so many many things to do. i jus hope i'll pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane just called me and im supposed to call her back in a while. im glad i have her as a friend. she's someone i know i can count on. it's amazing that although i see her once a week or even less, we still talk like we meet everyday. haha! i guess tht's wht u call long lasting long-distance relationship. lol. but in every relationship, disappointment never fails to get in the way. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im supposed to update bout my hk trip. but cos my cam sux and im still waiting for pictures from someone else, i guess i wont be posting photos yet. heh. i jus wanna say, i love hong kong! wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i think the world is so so screwed up. why ah? man. nothing really seems like it is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! i wanna change my blogskin haha! i suddenly feel it's not v nice. sorry rau! u gotta find some more for me. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116568058750332347?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116568058750332347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116568058750332347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116568058750332347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116568058750332347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/12/mosquito-bit-me-on-ear-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116473052641121924</id><published>2006-11-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:15:26.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeeeee. ive decided to become a slug. hahaha. not literally though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw wht to write! ok. i watched step up today. like after sooooooo long. and Channing Tatum is super cute! and oh my gosh. all the big shirts and baggy pants he wears make him so huggable. next time, i want a boyfriend like tht. i guess he doesn't have to look &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;good&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cos im not tht perfect either! and must be super tall too. and dimples please. wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the slug. i really feel like one nowadays. i cant seem to get anything done. why ah? hmmmm. i really ought to get started soon. i will! i will. lol. im bored. wht shld i do now?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116473052641121924?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116473052641121924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116473052641121924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116473052641121924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116473052641121924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/eeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116429468423583042</id><published>2006-11-23T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:11:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, you all have been saying im &lt;em&gt;fat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why not tell it to my face so the impact wld be greater?&lt;br /&gt;and even if im fat, wht's it to you? do i need to be aneroxically thin and have a BMI of 13 then u'd stop saying im fat?&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116429468423583042?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116429468423583042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116429468423583042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116429468423583042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116429468423583042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-you-all-have-been-saying-im-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116412587086098723</id><published>2006-11-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:21:38.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny stuff happen everyday. haha. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;size of hotmail inbox grew man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im gona be mean to you today!&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yea i think so too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im gona be mean to you today!&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i can sudd store a lot more mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp;amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;no it really did grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;it was 250mb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp;amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;now suddenly 1000mb?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;thats 1gb already man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im gona be mean to you today!&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yea la. can store more male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im gona be mean to you today!&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;*maiil. LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp;amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;MALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;× NäÐ.™× [▫Main Sic &amp;amp; Maflag▫] just me n my MEHs&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see wht i mean? HAH. i think it's the stress. i'll be missing the flash test! tht's 20% gone! ah! gd thing thr's project to back me up.&lt;br /&gt;anw, im happy for the funny ppl ard me. thx for all the laughs! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116412587086098723?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116412587086098723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116412587086098723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116412587086098723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116412587086098723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/funny-stuff-happen-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116387327480248652</id><published>2006-11-19T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:07:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think i wanna change my blogskin. any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so, ive been havin tests. and now im tryin to finish my dvpa. but not really workin. i started at 3pm today. it's now gona b2 2am. and im only half done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let's see. wp was crap. glad i &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;passed the mcq. but i screwed up htm. lol. econs. stupid oranges! man. i'll not eat them for a mth. and news writing was the worst of all. all the best to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now nad is tellin me i look lian. like how and why?! i cant even speak chinese properly. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i hate it when you leave me hanging thr. stop it alright. ure messing me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/CIMG1722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty isnt it? heh heh heh heh heeeeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116387327480248652?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116387327480248652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116387327480248652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116387327480248652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116387327480248652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-i-wanna-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116342791877862233</id><published>2006-11-13T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:11:28.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bloggin cos i dowana html.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i felt like posting old pictures. so here goes! it was all taken durin the trip to erm Wales/London/Manchester. lol. credits go to Ngee Ann sec choir for bringing me there and yanisa for the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0176.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harrods! The blardy expensive place. the prices of stuff in thr are jus eye-popping. i rmb seeing this fur coat thing costing close to 2000 pounds. if im not wrong. tht's like S$6000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The outside of Harrods. We went in late nov. That explains the xmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some place. but nice view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no idea why yani took this. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;erm. lovely tree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why cant our uniforms be like theirs?!? but then again, we'd prob die of heat stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think it was a museum. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is either the London bridge or Tower bridge. can't rmb which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no idea who this is. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's Abraham Lincoln! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think we were at some castle. and this is the outside of it. or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;loverlyyy. it's Madame Tussaud's btw. i still have the entrance ticket in my wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ex best fren(exbf) with erm.. Hugh Grant? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scary eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0112.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0112.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no idea wht tht is either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0110.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0110.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yani, larry dajie and me. havent seen him in looooong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0106.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0106.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was outside some cottage show house. Anne smth stayed thr. i forgot her surname. but she's pretty famous. (i just checked wiki. her surname's Hathaway. she was Shakespeare's wife!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0104.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0104.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;unglam pic. i think i was pullin my pants up .lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0099.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0099.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was in Warwick castle. forgot who the lady is. entrance ticket still in my wallet too! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0097.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0097.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warwick castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0089.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0089.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exbf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0090.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0090.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think we were goin out of Wales and the bus stopped for awhile. it was freakin cold tht day! 2 degrees celsius only. but shiok man.look at the flyaway hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0058.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the back of some Beatles gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;beanies! yani's a pseudo one. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the very first hotel we stayed in i think. it was kinda scary cos the corridors had drawings of ppl and mirrors. creeeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this photo nvr fails to crack me up. i took it btw. hhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the Beatles gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some ferris wheel thing. it was damn sad we cldn take it! i think it was near this shoppin centre in Manchester. and it was the place exbf and i got lost and we made everyone in the bus wait for us to find our way back. we even argued a little i think. was quite a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/1600/IMG_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and it was also the place i got my boots. i actually saw pink ones for 7 pounds. nice sleek knee length ones. but i &lt;em&gt;just had&lt;/em&gt; to change my mind and take the black platform ones in the end. i regret now! 7 pounds is a good price cos it equals to S$21. ive nvr seen boots so cheap. lol. and now i hardly wear my black ones now too. hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss the trip so much! oh btw, we went cos thr was a choir competition in Wales. we won first place. but only cos the only other school competing was some primary sch. tht's like damn sad. but it's cos some African choir backed out last min. ahha. the places we went to were gorgeous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb goin &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; over the place to look for fish and chips cos i was craving for it. but by the time yanisa and i found it at some place, it was only alright. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb &lt;em&gt;fighting&lt;/em&gt; quite a lot with exbf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb zq and cheryl's &lt;em&gt;breakup&lt;/em&gt; and all of us comforting cheryl till early in the mornin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb tht morn was the day we were &lt;em&gt;leaving&lt;/em&gt; for Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb wrapping some nice danish bread frm tht hotel to dapao but &lt;em&gt;forgetting&lt;/em&gt; to take it in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb warwick castle with the &lt;em&gt;scary&lt;/em&gt; ghost rooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb msging him but stopped halfway cos the card he gave me had no value. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb considering msging him with my own card bt considered my parents' reaction if they saw a foreign no. on my bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb wanting to call him but dint have enough $ to buy a card to call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb &lt;em&gt;missing&lt;/em&gt; him quite a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb callin my parents on the bus and for once actually felt a tug at my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb goin to chinese restaurants and eating all the vegetable dishes with yanisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb yanisa tellin me bout her roomie, who's also our senior, being pervertic and annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb jason using my phone to call back home and a bomb &lt;em&gt;exploded&lt;/em&gt; on my bill. i cant rmb whether he paid me back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb being scared of the hotel rooms, i never slept on the side close to the windows and exbf was &lt;em&gt;v nice&lt;/em&gt; to give in to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb we &lt;em&gt;nvr&lt;/em&gt; switched off the lights when it was bedtime cos we were both scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb complainin to yanisa bout exbf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb the first night we touched down in manchester, we had a choir practice and every1 was too tired to sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb the cottage whr i wanted to buy some beautiful intricate porcelain teapot for mother but it was too ex so i settled for a cheaper and cuter one and bought cufflinks for daddy thr too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb it was so &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; in Wales the goves &lt;strong&gt;dint help&lt;/strong&gt; and the day when it was 2 degrees celsius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb the night when everyone had to wait for exbf and i again cos we thot dinner was at 7 pm when it was 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb feeling &lt;em&gt;horrid&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb goin to claire's and buyin lotsa stuff. earrings for sisters, lip glosses for girlfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb exbf cryin one night and i comforted her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb eating &lt;em&gt;potato&lt;/em&gt; almost every English meal we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb exbf and i givin all our coins as tips to the pizza hut girl cos she was rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb tryin out mascara and smudging it badly and it was the performance night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb gettin scolded by the tcher for hiding in my fren's room and when the tcher found me on the floor, i gave her the lame excuse tht i was finding smth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb the lady at the airport insisting that i took out stuff frm my luggage and hand carried them or smth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb the cup noodles we had in the hotel room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb exbf and i getting the biggest room on one of the hotels and we invited the others to 'party'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; goin for musicals &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; 'lady in white' choosing to stay in the room with frens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb watchin a comedy with &lt;em&gt;naked&lt;/em&gt; ppl on british tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i rmb exbf and i goin to ppl's room to bathe cos we dint like ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rmb rmb rmb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i soooooooooooooooooooo wanna go back thr. how i wished i had brought a cam and was a camwhore. then i'd have a lot a lot of pics to keep for memories. actually, i did buy a disposable cam. but it cldn develop when i came back. sigh. we'll save up and go back thr someday alright? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116342791877862233?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116342791877862233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116342791877862233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116342791877862233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116342791877862233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-bloggin-cos-i-dowana-html.html' title='i&apos;m bloggin cos i dowana html.'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116334481100698794</id><published>2006-11-12T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:34:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow</title><content type='html'>the title is random! haha. i'm supposed to be studyin econs. but im sick of it. and i still duno a thing bout html when the test is on tues. oh well. i went for mornin service today. i think it was pretty good. just tht i fell asleep halfway. heh. and so... i think i wasted my day today. cos after service i had bk for lunch and went home to tv/comp.&lt;br /&gt;i blog hopped just now. and i realized smth happened between my two frens. hmmm. i think one of them is feeling the same way as me. (i guess im gona go thru this post without mentioning names at all. lol). shld i be glad? maybe. ive nvr really told any of them how i felt. but then again (ohmygosh i just squashed a teeny beetle and green juice came out of it! eeee!) im not tht close to either of them anymore so why bother. hah. i wonder wht's gona happen on her birthday. will things be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things have been on my mind. like dvpa storyboard. i have a rough idea of wht im supposed to do. but the qn is, &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to do it? i forgot wht mr. Low said. did he say use camera and take pics ppl? or smth else? enlighten me pls! thx. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. question for the day! rank these four in ascending importance.&lt;br /&gt;i) beauty&lt;br /&gt;ii)intelligence&lt;br /&gt;iii)charm&lt;br /&gt;iv)money&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee i jus squashed another fly and this time with my finger. yuck. bleh. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am i on your mind? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116334481100698794?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116334481100698794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116334481100698794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116334481100698794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116334481100698794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/meow.html' title='meow'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116307927092691964</id><published>2006-11-09T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:34:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im fine alr! thanks to xiaoqian, rau, nad, eun, bren... and not forgetting, NURUL! i think they like my tagbox. haha. =x.&lt;br /&gt;but. someone once said chinese songs are very erm emo. and i think it's so true. i think it's the lyrics man. and the bad thing is it reminds me of stuff i dowana rmb! =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. got impt announcement! im done with e learning except for IPRA summary! clap clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so anw, today was storyfest. i think it was rather alright. i paired up with selinaaaa and we got Yuan Ching sec. there was a girl who was rather friendly. Xiang Lin's her name and i think i like her quite a lot! hah. but then i heard another girl sayin she had no idea why she voluntarily signed up to come. i think maybe we bored them. =(. haha. okay. now i really need to get started on econs or smth. otherwise u wont be seeing me ard anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. pls ignore stranger. he/she isnt in the right mind most of the time. =D. tata!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116307927092691964?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116307927092691964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116307927092691964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116307927092691964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116307927092691964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-fine-alr-thanks-to-xiaoqian-rau-nad_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116283504696895658</id><published>2006-11-07T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T01:44:06.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont knw wht's bothering me. bt mayb if i get to bash someone up down left right, i might feel better. i just might. how bout tht?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now tht felt jus a LITTLE bit better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116283504696895658?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116283504696895658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116283504696895658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116283504696895658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116283504696895658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116283199382065110</id><published>2006-11-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:53:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something. or/and someone. is annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't pinpoint it. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i hateeeeee e learning! whoever came up with it shld jus die! or at least bang his/her head against the wall. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*!&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;u589i3pierutjglksdgn-120393&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116283199382065110?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116283199382065110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116283199382065110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116283199382065110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116283199382065110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/something.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116247189807256579</id><published>2006-11-02T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:58:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for life?</title><content type='html'>okay. so this post was inspired by the book i just finished reading. it's titled 'brand new friend' by Mike Gayle. it's a rather good book cos the ending really was unexpected. i half wished rob and jo would get together. but tht'd jus be unethical cos he alr has ashley. the whole book is about how rob moved to manchester bcos of ashley and left behind his whole bunch of friends. he had trouble finding new ones until jo came along. so normally you would think a guy and girl can't be just friends right? but noooo rob and jo bcome the best of friends until some things change along the way and jo ends up falling in love with rob. now this got me thinking. i do have a good girl friend who has this really good guy friend and sometimes i feel he's more impt to her than i am. and nowadays i hardly hang out with her. i guess it's prob cos we're in different classes and thr's no time to hang out anymore. so she told me she doesnt really like the guy(he has a girlfriend too) but sometimes i think otherwise. i guess u can say i feel jealous tht he's somehow more impt than i am. it's like thr's competition. it'd be understandable if he's her bf, bt he isnt!. now i just sound lesbian. oh well. but as ive decided not to bother about this anymore, i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go on to the friends part! a big part of the book is about how rob has trouble finding new friends who are able to click with him. and coincidentally, a snippet of a conversation i had today (with nad, nurul and rau) was about friends for life. i realised thr are some ppl u can jus be acquaintances with, ppl whom u can relate to, but dont talk deep stuff with, the hi-bye kinda ppl, the really good to almost best friends kinda ppl and the get-out-of-my-face-i-cant-stand-you kinda ppl.now let me see. i think i have a few friends in each category. everybody does, right? so yea. anyway, i do have the ability of being able to lose friends for no good reason. dont ask me why. i dont knw the answer. although sometimes it's bcos of change of schools. but other than that, i'm baffled. is there smth wrong with me? hmmm. maybe. but trust me i do want to have friends who can last like throughout my whole life! i used to be afraid of saying the wrong thing, doin the wrong thing and whenever someone said smth about me, i would think about it over and over again. it's like as though.. i dont knw. haha. i haf a rather sad life. but i am quite happy now! like i think ive got good friends. and i will definitely try to be a good friend too. =).&lt;br /&gt;hehe. okay. tmr is friday. which means im gona haf a talk nonsense session during 3 hr break again. wheeee. but im still thinkin about whether i shld skip ivp. i knw sel wants to. lol. and today, nad said i was an ambiguous wall! tht's soso sad! i shall never wear blue again. hahaha. and i so love mandy (and pontini and abu. but i cant find their pix)! if only she was real. LOL. oh yah i jus rmbed. my blog is now public! cos during nw today, i cldn resist the temptatin to tell sel i had a blog. and the nxt moment, everyone was goin, 'mich u have a blog?!?'. dang. wht's wrong with me having one? lol. okay tata for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/859/4115/320/MANDY%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MANDY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116247189807256579?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116247189807256579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116247189807256579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116247189807256579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116247189807256579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-for-life.html' title='Friends for life?'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116221379581379486</id><published>2006-10-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:12:14.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee</title><content type='html'>guess what? i managed to find a nice template and even edited a bit. WOW. clap clap. but i guess my blog is no longer unknown cos i jus told my two sisters about it. lol. am contemplating sharing this blog with one of them. i guess this is gona be a short post cos i gotta go do WP. ugh. and this sem is driving me crazy i tell you! let me see. nxt week is the dreaded e-learning week. just the thought of it makes me want to... erm. quit school? haha. and the week after is &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMON TEST WEEK. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now please scream along with me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;oka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ay. there's officially smth wrong with this post. both the italic and bold button are on, but look at my font! crap. alright. back to common tests. i nvr thought it existed in poly! i think there's gona be a html test, which im still clueless about, econs definitely, news writing, intro to public relations and advertising and thr's definitely more to come. *smacks head*. ALL IN ONE WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;help me somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116221379581379486?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116221379581379486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116221379581379486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116221379581379486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116221379581379486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/10/whee.html' title='Whee'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36749410.post-116205352382935121</id><published>2006-10-29T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:13:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of an anti-blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've contemplated loooong and hard on whether i should create a blog. &lt;strong&gt;Everyone&lt;/strong&gt; aound me has one. Well, almost. One of the reasons i decided not to have one was because a blog = diary. And diary = private and confidential. Right? Or so i thought. But it seems that the word 'privacy' has been underrated. Oh well. I think i shall keep this blog confidential. It is for my most inner thoughts after all. Unless i decide to give friends the html or something, i'm free to type anything i want! Wheeee. Such joy. I'm Tired Of Typing In 'Perfect' English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay.so, let's continue on why i didnt wanna have a blog. it is rather obvious that this blog will either be closed down because i cant be bothered to post anymore, or i'd one day decide i hate blogging. alright. so as to why i decided to create one, it's bcos i felt that it MAY improve my &lt;em&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/em&gt;. i felt so bummed when i got back my news writing assignment. i had a C for both qns. HOW BAD CAN THT GET I ASK YOU? argh. another reason would be to improve my Web Publishing skills. i think i'd just die if i took the html test like now. i knw nuts bout html. simple things like posting up a picture, i no can do man. oh well. good luck to me. oh and ive been feeling out of sorts nowadays. like different mood swings. so i guess a blog would help. i can write like totally anything i want and th's nobody to judge me. i think.(it's much better than using notepad. i can never save it for fear of someone in my house having a snoop on my lappy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before this, i had so much i wanted to write. now my mind's just a blank. bah. there are like just too many things on my mind i tell you. nvm. shall just leave it to the next post. &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;hmmm. wonder when tht will be. erm. i wonder how a tagboard is put up. then again, nobody knws this blog exists. so thr's no need for one. right? hah. i think i shall go find nice templates now. hope i dont get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh and i just rmbed. tht day, i was scoffing at ppl with blogs tgt with my parents. apparently they too, think blogs are stupiiiiid. now i wonder wht They'll think if i have one. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36749410-116205352382935121?l=aftereights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/feeds/116205352382935121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36749410&amp;postID=116205352382935121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116205352382935121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36749410/posts/default/116205352382935121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aftereights.blogspot.com/2006/10/confessions-of-anti-blogger.html' title='Confessions of an anti-blogger'/><author><name>Meeech</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714766687971827283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
