<?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-8868292821429107606</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:55:49.308+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Study'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Teacher'/><category term='Cute'/><category term='Eye Candy'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Advertoria'/><category term='Celebrity'/><category term='bye'/><category term='Complaints'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Busy'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Drama Series'/><category term='Rahhs'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Issues'/><category term='School'/><category term='Class'/><title type='text'>An Escapist World ;;     junying ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>this is my escape. my world. my indulgence. here i run to express myself and hide from all the worse things in life. here i rule. cause this is my escape, my world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-438654065906789297</id><published>2007-12-08T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T16:49:26.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye'/><title type='text'>Life's lies ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeslies.wordpress.com/"&gt;My new blog here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-438654065906789297?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/438654065906789297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=438654065906789297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/438654065906789297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/438654065906789297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/12/lifes-lies.html' title='Life&apos;s lies ...'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1146414323670485354</id><published>2007-12-05T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:44:56.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Great songs from Utada?!?</title><content type='html'>I didn't know Utada Hikaru sings english songs. In fact she sing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; gothic english songs! It's from her 2004 album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXODUS&lt;/span&gt;. If I am not wrong, she wrote these songs herself. What a great singer and songwriter. =D For now, I'll upload the radio.blog.club player so you can hear them. I might upload them on my music blog if I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exodus'04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvUGZug3Zy4SZpRXYr1SesVmdvxmL3d3d/Utada%2520Hikaru%2520-%2520Exodus.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmLhJXdrF2ck5WZpJnZ/Animato.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kremlin Dusk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmL2ADMy4SehxGcz92Y/Utada%2520Hikaru%2520-%2520Kremlin%2520Dusk.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvUGdpN3LyZmLlVmcm5SZj5WZpJXZwhnLnBnc/Utada%2520Hikaru%2520-%2520Exodus%2520-%252013%2520-%2520Let%2520Me%2520Give%2520You%2520My%2520Love.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3LnJ3buEGdzlmdyVGdsFmL1JXYrlGahRWY0VnL3d3d/Devil%2520Inside%2520%2528Exodus%2529.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to be a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvcmcv5SY0NXa2JXZ0xWYuUnchtWaoFGZhRXd/You%2520Make%2520Me%2520Want%2520To%2520Be%2520A%2520Man%2520%2528Exodus%2529.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I like Kremlin Dusk a lot due to the starting stanza reference to The Ravel by Edgar Allan Poe. And I like Exodus'04 cause it is nice! Enjoy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1146414323670485354?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1146414323670485354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1146414323670485354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1146414323670485354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1146414323670485354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/12/great-songs-from-utada.html' title='Great songs from Utada?!?'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-8102167819415715203</id><published>2007-12-05T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:57:36.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Just to kill time.</title><content type='html'>Got this from Jane's blog. And hoping to kill time with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put your playlist on random.&lt;br /&gt;2) Type out the first line of the first 15 songs you hit. DON'T CHEAT EVEN IF THE SONG IS EMBARRASSING YOU HAVE TO USE IT.&lt;br /&gt;3) Strike it out once people have guessed&lt;br /&gt;4) Try not to google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Hey baby when we are together, doing things, that we love.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Shayne Ward - No Promises&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; All my girls stand in a circle and clap your hands this is for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I close my eyes and even when I'm sleeping I'm all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;           Trees have dropped their leaves, clouds their waters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's so weird, it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two 'o Clock And I Wish That I Was Sleeping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you ever have that dream where you're walking naked down the street.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;All along I was searching for my Lenore, in the words of Mr. Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live my life in chains, got my hands in chains and I cant stick with the cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I might be your young girl but I know how to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Honestly what will become of me, don't like reality.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nelly Furtado - All Good Things (Come to an End)&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As I watch you move, across the moonlit room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now that it's all said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;I shouldn't love you but I want to, I just can't turn away.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jesse McCartney - Just so you know&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I cheated cause there were Chinese, Japanese and Korean songs in my play list and I didn't want to be unfair to those who are unable to read chinese / japanese / korean. Plus I have soundtracks and orchestra music, so I skip over all these. Well, if I know you and you can guess, I can give you ... A SWEET! or Chocolate. or Lollipop! Haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy guessing people! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-8102167819415715203?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8102167819415715203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=8102167819415715203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8102167819415715203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8102167819415715203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-to-kill-time.html' title='Just to kill time.'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6128638224147985520</id><published>2007-12-02T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:08:27.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Finally out of the house</title><content type='html'>ECP with Vanessa and Sockz was erm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite regretful. To Sockz I mean. Cause I actually decided to rollar blade instead of cycle. In the end I moved slower than a snail. Screaming a lot when I am going to fall down. Haha. Sockz must have regretted convincing me to blade instead of cycle. I took 40 minutes to move the length of the rental store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch, before heading to parkway as Vanessa wanted to search for a job, but in vain. Then we went to Face Shop where I bought 3 nail polish, a polish remover, and snail shaper. I bought a yellow, pink and clear top polish. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to Tampines Mall as there was a walk in interview at a Japanese restaurant. But she still didn't get the job. Then we went to Century Square where I bought a pair of slippers and shoes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted the pictures of the shirts I bought before I went for SLC and the stuff that I bought. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOquX6isI/AAAAAAAABr0/Iurhm8VIk5U/s1600-R/P1070058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOquX6isI/AAAAAAAABr0/dZCbWKd1nsk/s320/P1070058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139045514460433090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOsOX6iuI/AAAAAAAABsE/WfSM81A1oiI/s1600-R/P1070061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOsOX6iuI/AAAAAAAABsE/UVUS2IbG6xE/s320/P1070061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139045540230236898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOreX6itI/AAAAAAAABr8/BiUhwtomYcE/s1600-R/P1070060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOreX6itI/AAAAAAAABr8/qwIZAyKk3r8/s320/P1070060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139045527345334994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOseX6ivI/AAAAAAAABsM/biA6oka_rg8/s1600-R/P1070062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOseX6ivI/AAAAAAAABsM/VU40Xy0bdkE/s320/P1070062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139045544525204210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slipper (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPk-X6ixI/AAAAAAAABsc/bfzL-SQX1do/s1600-R/P1070047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPk-X6ixI/AAAAAAAABsc/3sjPKBB2-8s/s320/P1070047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046515187813138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red shoes !!! (: HOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPluX6iyI/AAAAAAAABsk/Y_uUWW9uwKs/s1600-R/P1070048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPluX6iyI/AAAAAAAABsk/C27BVKL5gHA/s320/P1070048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046528072715042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face Shop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOs-X6iwI/AAAAAAAABsU/8BdPqMIPsSE/s1600-R/P1070041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOs-X6iwI/AAAAAAAABsU/lEnzSBAlxPI/s320/P1070041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139045553115138818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The nail polish and nail stuff I have (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPl-X6izI/AAAAAAAABss/8uRkA1rLDIQ/s1600-R/P1070052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPl-X6izI/AAAAAAAABss/GocX2XB1-18/s320/P1070052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046532367682354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nails now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPmOX6i0I/AAAAAAAABs0/wWcdfj1aILk/s1600-R/P1070042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPmOX6i0I/AAAAAAAABs0/2tsROSsacLI/s320/P1070042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046536662649666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left and right hands (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPmeX6i1I/AAAAAAAABs8/4QtIkwfFq6E/s1600-R/fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GPmeX6i1I/AAAAAAAABs8/28H3Lo__uZQ/s320/fingers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046540957616978" 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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, must start on homework. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6128638224147985520?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6128638224147985520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6128638224147985520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6128638224147985520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6128638224147985520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-out-of-house.html' title='Finally out of the house'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R1GOquX6isI/AAAAAAAABr0/dZCbWKd1nsk/s72-c/P1070058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6114835372149246742</id><published>2007-11-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:58:11.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><title type='text'>Last day of fun ... at least for me.</title><content type='html'>Today's the unofficial last day for me to have fun. Well, it's unofficial cause I still have one more month of holiday but I've decided to set aside one month for me to work hard for the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I'm leaving the house on the last day I let myself to have fun. I'm meeting Vann and Sockz at 9am to go to ECP. I will be cycling while they will be blading. Well, I suck at blading. I blade slower than I walk, so I might as well walk right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better make use of the time to have fun, before I start attacking my homework and start studying. That's what I hate about holidays. Too much homework, with no mood to do it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of homework:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physic TYS for 13 topics and question&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GP 2003 JC2 JCT and Prelim Exam Papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;22 pages of Chem Holiday Assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Assignments, consisting of 10 pages and 82 questions for Maths, plus YJC and NJC promo papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading The Handmaid's Tale and trying to compare with The Tempest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test when school reopens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics MCQ test during 1st lecture slot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chem lecture test in the 1st week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I hope to do this holiday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revisit Pride and Prejudice &amp;amp; The Tempest and practice a few essay questions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something about my poor literature skills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Restudy the whole of my JC1 maths since I scored a 17 out of 100 for my Promos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for Chem and Physics lecture tests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN! &lt;/span&gt;I think the teachers are all trying to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kill us&lt;/span&gt;. Look at the amount of work! I think I'll need one week full 12 hours per day in order to finish up all I need to do for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EACH subject&lt;/span&gt;, which includes homework and my self goals for the hols. So I have to really be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON TASK&lt;/span&gt; this December. I really need to buck up. I've been slacking for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE month&lt;/span&gt; already. Somebody need to ensure I really start working hard. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My usual studying mac place in Bedok closed down&lt;/span&gt;, so now I need to find another studying area. Home is definitely not the place. And I want to try and stay off fast food restaurants, they just make me hungry. Maybe I'll try the library. Or some cafe. I'll think about it another time. Now I'm really fretting about the amount of work I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like reality has set in on me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO MORE SLACKING !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but of course, small breaks to relax and catch up with friends are welcomed. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6114835372149246742?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6114835372149246742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6114835372149246742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6114835372149246742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6114835372149246742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-day-of-fun-at-least-for-me.html' title='Last day of fun ... at least for me.'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6989409610597272540</id><published>2007-11-29T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:00:21.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><title type='text'>I'm Moving On ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 months since I saw your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 month since I shed a tear for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month since I feel any heartache.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on without you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6989409610597272540?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6989409610597272540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6989409610597272540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6989409610597272540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6989409610597272540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-moving-on.html' title='I&apos;m Moving On ...'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-544323682282731578</id><published>2007-11-28T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:46:36.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>I ♥ 리준기 =D</title><content type='html'>Haha, Lee Jun Ki haters, or my haters, sorry, but let me indulge in the cuteness of Lee Jun Ki !!! =D I'm just melting as I see him and his interviews. =D And he looks simply adorable with Lee Da Hae. They just simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; belong together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this pic, I think he was asked to imitate caryon shinchan. &lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MLwMDcI/AAAAAAAABqs/5tykd8yz8dg/s1600-h/108ga1._.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MLwMDcI/AAAAAAAABqs/5tykd8yz8dg/s320/108ga1._.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137896000119901634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his cross  earrings are always there&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MrwMDfI/AAAAAAAABrE/1lxu2CtZQco/s1600-h/20060713200751843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MrwMDfI/AAAAAAAABrE/1lxu2CtZQco/s320/20060713200751843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137896008709836274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting cool =D&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016t7wMDkI/AAAAAAAABrs/kjkAUuSRwnY/s1600-h/wallj051024medium2yk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016t7wMDkI/AAAAAAAABrs/kjkAUuSRwnY/s320/wallj051024medium2yk6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137897679452114498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016trwMDhI/AAAAAAAABrU/TAkZyHFlIT4/s1600-h/junki4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016trwMDhI/AAAAAAAABrU/TAkZyHFlIT4/s320/junki4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137897675157147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo pic. haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MbwMDeI/AAAAAAAABq8/BL3pItq6Ud8/s1600-h/116031404713vq0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MbwMDeI/AAAAAAAABq8/BL3pItq6Ud8/s320/116031404713vq0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137896004414868962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks so pretty in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;now we know why he gets the title of being "prettier than most girls"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016trwMDiI/AAAAAAAABrc/bz62FJKV-W8/s1600-h/junki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016trwMDiI/AAAAAAAABrc/bz62FJKV-W8/s320/junki2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137897675157147170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, looks so pretty, but cute too ! =D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016tLwMDgI/AAAAAAAABrM/DjFaEJdN4KE/s1600-h/leejoonkin2o_1412_431395_1._.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R016tLwMDgI/AAAAAAAABrM/DjFaEJdN4KE/s320/leejoonkin2o_1412_431395_1._.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137897666567212546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;OK, I have enough indulgence. I still think he is really cute. OK, just shut the hell up junying. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;crayon shinchan=""&gt;&lt;/crayon&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-544323682282731578?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/544323682282731578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=544323682282731578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/544323682282731578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/544323682282731578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-d.html' title='I ♥ 리준기 =D'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R015MLwMDcI/AAAAAAAABqs/5tykd8yz8dg/s72-c/108ga1._.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-155545888782706074</id><published>2007-11-28T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:57:47.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>What are holidays to you? To me, they are ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;having too much time to spare ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dianacretu.deviantart.com/art/Time-48462843"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWbwMDVI/AAAAAAAABpk/vra9WVoSDFA/s320/Time_by_DianaCretu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563024190344530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep time is from 3am - 12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://timelessimages.deviantart.com/art/When-They-Sleep-53606191"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWrwMDWI/AAAAAAAABps/wShLCQuxUB0/s320/When_They_Sleep_by_TimelessImages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563028485311842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you stay home all day ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spirala.deviantart.com/art/home-65429058"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWLwMDTI/AAAAAAAABpU/g7nShfpq3Sk/s320/home_by_spirala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563019895377202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with nothing to do, that you walk aimlessly ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shrekutza.deviantart.com/art/Alone-on-the-beach-again-52979922"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKnrwMDXI/AAAAAAAABp0/isJ8ITUJR9U/s320/Alone_on_the_beach_again_by_shrekutza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563320543087986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or just lay around doing nothing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://smileyno1.deviantart.com/art/Lying-In-The-Grass-65059816"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKVrwMDSI/AAAAAAAABpM/nOZOFbleD7M/s320/Anna_by_smileyno1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563011305442594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of it all, put on weight ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWLwMDUI/AAAAAAAABpc/FlOBXaL5iUU/s1600-h/Imaginary_weight_by_alicezerlinahelenaho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWLwMDUI/AAAAAAAABpc/FlOBXaL5iUU/s320/Imaginary_weight_by_alicezerlinahelenaho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137563019895377218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Note* : I do not own those pictures. Click on them to go back to where I got them from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So, what are holidays to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-155545888782706074?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/155545888782706074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=155545888782706074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/155545888782706074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/155545888782706074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0xKWbwMDVI/AAAAAAAABpk/vra9WVoSDFA/s72-c/Time_by_DianaCretu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5888661291692367999</id><published>2007-11-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:48:07.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>Cute looking guys ... MELTS !!!</title><content type='html'>OK, just let me indulge in the land of my eye candies. Pictures don't do their hotness / cuteness JUSTICE!!! They look so much cuter when they are acting in the dramas or movies. Hmm... natural looks best. They don't have to be all dolled up and act cool poses. Haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st up, the closest region to Singapore, Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JIRO WANG (汪東城)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5bwMDNI/AAAAAAAABok/pvg_ur5-pdk/s1600-h/normal_Dong-Japan+scan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5bwMDNI/AAAAAAAABok/pvg_ur5-pdk/s320/normal_Dong-Japan+scan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137439380671827154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5rwMDOI/AAAAAAAABos/A7JN9YAHESY/s1600-h/706050801011954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5rwMDOI/AAAAAAAABos/A7JN9YAHESY/s320/706050801011954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137439384966794466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, the last 2 pictures made him dress so girly. Don't you think so? But he is still cute. Who cares about Wu Zhun? I still think Jiro is the cutest amoung Fahrenheit! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ6bwMDRI/AAAAAAAABpE/j7OQmru9UHc/s1600-h/normal_Jiro+hao+shuai+%5E%5E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ6bwMDRI/AAAAAAAABpE/j7OQmru9UHc/s320/normal_Jiro+hao+shuai+%5E%5E.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137439397851696402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5rwMDPI/AAAAAAAABo0/vlinm4vLDqc/s1600-h/normal_45ede2263f19aa108b82a156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5rwMDPI/AAAAAAAABo0/vlinm4vLDqc/s320/normal_45ede2263f19aa108b82a156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137439384966794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ6LwMDQI/AAAAAAAABo8/lxJz3Iw9loM/s1600-h/normal_dadong+spiked+up+bangs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ6LwMDQI/AAAAAAAABo8/lxJz3Iw9loM/s320/normal_dadong+spiked+up+bangs2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137439393556729090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, let's move on the Japan (: Seriously, pictures don't do him justice. I can't find good pictures of him. But he does look hot in the shows. =D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUSLY HE IS HOT&lt;/span&gt; !!! I still think he is the hotest of all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oguri Shun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZiLwMDKI/AAAAAAAABoM/i9OF-zdwDis/s1600-h/shun-oguri-83928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZiLwMDKI/AAAAAAAABoM/i9OF-zdwDis/s320/shun-oguri-83928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438981239868578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZjLwMDMI/AAAAAAAABoc/shuP529Ylew/s1600-h/normal_00002s1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZjLwMDMI/AAAAAAAABoc/shuP529Ylew/s320/normal_00002s1f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438998419737794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZibwMDLI/AAAAAAAABoU/gwOcQWJtWno/s1600-h/shun16.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZibwMDLI/AAAAAAAABoU/gwOcQWJtWno/s320/shun16.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438985534835890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's move on the KOREA. My favourite eye candy is here! But before I reveal my favourite eye candy, I'll have Rain. Ok I never thought he was hot or cute. Actually I don't think he is THAT hot or cute ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain 비&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY8rwMDGI/AAAAAAAABns/FS6uFE-dVNg/s1600-h/1635955183_19966d1644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY8rwMDGI/AAAAAAAABns/FS6uFE-dVNg/s320/1635955183_19966d1644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438336994774114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY8bwMDFI/AAAAAAAABnk/4FJyIs-6n0k/s1600-h/1636089901_018fbd636b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY8bwMDFI/AAAAAAAABnk/4FJyIs-6n0k/s320/1636089901_018fbd636b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438332699806802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that was before I saw him in Full House and his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute smile&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I swear he looks cuter when he smiles in Full House.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find a good smile in photos. =D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I only like his smile in Full House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY9LwMDII/AAAAAAAABn8/tBaHvNujLBE/s1600-h/1898153933ty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY9LwMDII/AAAAAAAABn8/tBaHvNujLBE/s320/1898153933ty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438345584708738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now ... MY&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1 EYE CANDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgLwMDAI/AAAAAAAABm8/YBnkGs0syYA/s1600-h/The+King+and+the+Clown+-+mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgLwMDAI/AAAAAAAABm8/YBnkGs0syYA/s320/The+King+and+the+Clown+-+mirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437847368502274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAIT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;why is there a girl in my eye candy? Don't worry, I'm not les. The picture is actually a GUY. It's my #1 eye candy, Lee Joon Ki / Lee Jun Ki in the movie,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The King and the Clown&lt;/span&gt;. See, even the 1st 2 words in our names are the same. In Korean it is the same ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lee Joon Ki (이준기) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgbwMDBI/AAAAAAAABnE/Q03hzUKUkXw/s1600-h/normal_leejoonkisw56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgbwMDBI/AAAAAAAABnE/Q03hzUKUkXw/s320/normal_leejoonkisw56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437851663469586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgbwMDCI/AAAAAAAABnM/UeCBCYz98Ag/s1600-h/20061221235004362d6_000015_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgbwMDCI/AAAAAAAABnM/UeCBCYz98Ag/s320/20061221235004362d6_000015_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437851663469602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgrwMDDI/AAAAAAAABnU/knc-qoMFDEk/s1600-h/leejoonkiwhdgurdk_25856948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgrwMDDI/AAAAAAAABnU/knc-qoMFDEk/s320/leejoonkiwhdgurdk_25856948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437855958436914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgrwMDEI/AAAAAAAABnc/l_rEkuxgF9M/s1600-h/15q7kw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYgrwMDEI/AAAAAAAABnc/l_rEkuxgF9M/s320/15q7kw4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437855958436930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG! Those pictures make him look really girly. He has a beautiful face. But seriously the pictures don't do him justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXl7wMC6I/AAAAAAAABmM/HXnPFs8aOuw/s1600-h/normal_nr6tnx6o75_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXl7wMC6I/AAAAAAAABmM/HXnPFs8aOuw/s320/normal_nr6tnx6o75_100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137436846641122210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY9bwMDJI/AAAAAAAABoE/Zg85QIUvC0o/s1600-h/thumbnail4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vY9bwMDJI/AAAAAAAABoE/Zg85QIUvC0o/s320/thumbnail4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137438349879676050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCLwMC8I/AAAAAAAABmc/ooGcX9wbWkU/s1600-h/leejoonkika20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCLwMC8I/AAAAAAAABmc/ooGcX9wbWkU/s320/leejoonkika20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437331972426690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCLwMC9I/AAAAAAAABmk/wp_G9fgCQH4/s1600-h/normal_leejoonki20070208220355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCLwMC9I/AAAAAAAABmk/wp_G9fgCQH4/s320/normal_leejoonki20070208220355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437331972426706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCbwMC-I/AAAAAAAABms/T-o6N92e7jg/s1600-h/normal_3halxnnfw6102wallis9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCbwMC-I/AAAAAAAABms/T-o6N92e7jg/s320/normal_3halxnnfw6102wallis9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437336267394018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlbwMC4I/AAAAAAAABl8/NT-IkVLDkP0/s1600-h/439fdb6e7a8b37jg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlbwMC4I/AAAAAAAABl8/NT-IkVLDkP0/s320/439fdb6e7a8b37jg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137436838051187586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlrwMC5I/AAAAAAAABmE/4ckjeF2N8ck/s1600-h/leejoonkijunki_img_b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlrwMC5I/AAAAAAAABmE/4ckjeF2N8ck/s320/leejoonkijunki_img_b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137436842346154898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlLwMC3I/AAAAAAAABl0/riSmRjbZ-p4/s1600-h/normal_leejoonki20070208231332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vXlLwMC3I/AAAAAAAABl0/riSmRjbZ-p4/s320/normal_leejoonki20070208231332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137436833756220274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCbwMC_I/AAAAAAAABm0/-rQ8e1CIivk/s1600-h/normal_leejoonki20070208220439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vYCbwMC_I/AAAAAAAABm0/-rQ8e1CIivk/s320/normal_leejoonki20070208220439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137437336267394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE IS CUTE&lt;/span&gt;! Especially in that last picture. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me indulge in this world of eye candy for a few more moments. Sorry to those who are not gays or don't think these men are cute. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5888661291692367999?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5888661291692367999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5888661291692367999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5888661291692367999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5888661291692367999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/cute-looking-guys-melts.html' title='Cute looking guys ... MELTS !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0vZ5bwMDNI/AAAAAAAABok/pvg_ur5-pdk/s72-c/normal_Dong-Japan+scan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2449435538063461779</id><published>2007-11-26T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:18:57.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama Series'/><title type='text'>Korean Dramas ...</title><content type='html'>OK, what's up with Korean Drama and their similar elements. Haha. OK since we're on the topic of Korean, I shall divert from the Drama part for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that my Korean name shall be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;이준영&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is closest to my name. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Joon Young&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lee Jun Yeong)&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Jun Ying&lt;/span&gt;. I means it sounds close. But I'm not sure if it is a girls or guys name.  But well, I'm trying to keep it closes to my name and I even manage to keep my surname. =D Any Koreans or people who understand Korean (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DELIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;) can tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see what boredom is driving me to. I'm even starting to learn Korean. Just starting this evening so you can't expect me to be pro. And I'm learning from the internet. At least I can read Korean words, at slower than a snail's pace. But I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to topic. Wait wait wait ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FULL HOUSE SEASON 2 is coming next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But ... "It’s unclear whether Rain and Song Hye-kyo will be recast." =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, too much diverting. I need to go back to my topic of Korean Dramas and their similar elements. So similar plots too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar elements: (they are in order of times they show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poor girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rich man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hate at 1st sight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Falls in love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But rich man has an ex gf / girl he likes / girl who likes him, usually richer and prettier (as told by the drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes, another guy will like the girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also have some examples ... (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not giving a synopsis of the k-drama, I'm just giving the elements that prove my theory&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet 18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(낭랑18세)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lnN7wMCfI/AAAAAAAABhw/YeUrDWTAcPU/s1600-h/Sweet_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lnN7wMCfI/AAAAAAAABhw/YeUrDWTAcPU/s320/Sweet_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136750339068529138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yoon Jung-Sook (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han Ji Hye&lt;/span&gt; ) - poor 18 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;Arranged marriage to Kwon Hyuk-Joon (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Dong Gun&lt;/span&gt;) a police inspector [rich].&lt;br /&gt;They don't exactly like each other, but still got married and slowly fall in love with each other and become a real couple.&lt;br /&gt;Moon Ga-Young (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Da Hae&lt;/span&gt;), the 1st girlfriend of Hyuk-Joon who also happens to be a lawyer, reappears and wants to claim back her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Jee Chul-Reum (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Joon&lt;/span&gt;) is a high school friend of Jung-Sook and is in love with her and wants to get her as his girlfriend.&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There you go, poor girl, rich guy. Don't like each other, then falls in love. Richer ex girlfriend and another guy who likes girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;My Lovely Sam-Soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(내 이름은 김삼순)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmtrwMCcI/AAAAAAAABhY/A-fUVUUagBw/s1600-h/Normal_200552618180ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmtrwMCcI/AAAAAAAABhY/A-fUVUUagBw/s320/Normal_200552618180ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136749785017747906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Sam Soon (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Sun Ah&lt;/span&gt;) is a baker [poor] and is slightly plump.&lt;br /&gt;Meets Hyun Jin Hun (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyun Bin&lt;/span&gt;) who is a restaurant owner [rich].&lt;br /&gt;Both of them always bicker and dislike each other.&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hun's pretty and thin ex-gf, Yoo Hee-jin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jung Ryu Won&lt;/span&gt;) who left him 2 years ago is back and wants to go back to his side.&lt;br /&gt;Sam Soon and Jin Hun soon find themselves falling in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again, poor girl, rich guy. Hate each other. Falls in love. Prettier ex gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter Sonata (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;겨울연가)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmuLwMCeI/AAAAAAAABho/dWpn7ihhUTE/s1600-h/WinterSonata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmuLwMCeI/AAAAAAAABho/dWpn7ihhUTE/s320/WinterSonata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136749793607682530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a long story to tell, so I'll just give the roles.&lt;br /&gt;Joon-sang (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bae Yong Jun&lt;/span&gt;) as the male protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;Yu-jin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choi Ji Woo&lt;/span&gt;) as the female protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;Chelin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park Sol Mi&lt;/span&gt;) as pretty ex girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Sang-hyuk (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park Yong Ha&lt;/span&gt;) as guy who likes Yu-jin.&lt;br /&gt;The hating exist and falling in love is also present, but well, it's a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be Strong Geum Soon (굳세어라 금순아)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcLwMCZI/AAAAAAAABhA/OH2lUvaDDBs/s1600-h/Be+Strong+Geum+Soon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcLwMCZI/AAAAAAAABhA/OH2lUvaDDBs/s320/Be+Strong+Geum+Soon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136749484370037138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geum-soon (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han Hye Jin&lt;/span&gt;) is the poor girl who marries after getting pregnant, but her husband dies after a few of days of her marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Jae-hee (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kang Ji Hwan&lt;/span&gt;) is the doctor, also the son of the owner of the hair salon that Geum-soon works in.&lt;br /&gt;Jae-hee can't stand Geum-soon, but Geum-soon is fine with him. But he slowly finds himself falling for her. She doesn't think of going into a relationship because she has a child but they work things out and get together.&lt;br /&gt;Eun-joo (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Se Eun&lt;/span&gt;) is a childhood friend of Jae-hee who is also in love with him. Both of them tried going out together before. She always tries to get him to fall in love with her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tada, poor girl, rich guy. Dislike, falls in love and the girl who likes the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full House (풀하우스)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcbwMCaI/AAAAAAAABhI/Q3Mwvh7l_LM/s1600-h/FullHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcbwMCaI/AAAAAAAABhI/Q3Mwvh7l_LM/s320/FullHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136749488665004450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Young Jae (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt;), the rich actor / movie star.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Eun (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song Hye Gyo&lt;/span&gt;), the poor girl who got cheated of all her money.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them get into a contract marriage even though they dislike each other. They then soon find themselves really falling in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Hye Won (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han Eun Jung&lt;/span&gt;), the girl Young Jae used to liked, but after her failed wooing of Min Jyuk, she tries to get Young Jae instead.&lt;br /&gt;Min Hyuk (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Sung Soo&lt;/span&gt;), a playboy, but falls in love with Ji Eun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See, all the plots are around there. Rich guy, poor girl, pretty and rich girl who like guy. Another guy who likes the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Girl (마이걸)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcrwMCbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/9tU3fKB46MI/s1600-h/my+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lmcrwMCbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/9tU3fKB46MI/s320/my+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136749492959971762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu-rin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Da-hae&lt;/span&gt;) is the poor girl who lies a lot in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;Gong-chan (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Dong-wook&lt;/span&gt;) is the rich guy, director of the best hotel in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;Gong-chan employs Yu-rin to become his fake cousin so that he can save the life of his dying grandfather. They both cannot stand each other. One cannot stand the other for her lying, the other for his stuck up attitude. But they soon find themselves falling in love with each other in a very bad situation.&lt;br /&gt;Seo-hyun (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park Si Yeon&lt;/span&gt;), the famous tennis player who is also the ex girlfriend of Gong-chan as she left him for 2 years for her tennis career, they get back together, but then breaks up. However she continues to try and get him back.&lt;br /&gt;Jung-woo (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Joon Ki&lt;/span&gt;), best friend of Gong-chan, a playboy, but falls in love with Yu-rin and do a lot of things to try and get her. Also stay by her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe, must I repeat myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goong 궁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0rkFrwMCgI/AAAAAAAABi4/erAiAxvBEpI/s1600-h/Goong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0rkFrwMCgI/AAAAAAAABi4/erAiAxvBEpI/s320/Goong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137169111264791042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chae-kyung (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoon Eun Hye&lt;/span&gt;) as the poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;Shin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joo Ji Hoon&lt;/span&gt;), the crown prince.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are arranged to be marriage under a promise by their grandfathers years ago. They dislike each other, but yes soon falls in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Hyo-rin (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song Ji Hyo&lt;/span&gt;), the pretty ex girlfriend of Shin, who also rejects his marriage proposal for her ballet career, but is still in love with Shin and regrets rejecting his proposal&lt;br /&gt;Yul (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Jeong Hoon&lt;/span&gt;), the intended crown prince but due to the death of his father, he was kicked out of the palace. He is still a prince. He falls in love with Chae-kyung. One of the reason is that she is suppose to be his wife. He constantly stays by Chae-kyung's side when she is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You get what I mean don't you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the similar plots. See what I mean. That's 7 Korean Dramas in all. Well, that's the only 7 that I've watched. I might update on this after watching other Dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't left my home since I came back for SLC. That's like more than one week. OMG I have no life. But at least I get to save m0ney. And I'm a slacker, I haven't started on study or my homework. I will start studying once November end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2449435538063461779?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2449435538063461779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2449435538063461779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2449435538063461779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2449435538063461779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/korean-dramas.html' title='Korean Dramas ...'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0lnN7wMCfI/AAAAAAAABhw/YeUrDWTAcPU/s72-c/Sweet_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7396376359294213201</id><published>2007-11-23T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:19:50.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama Series'/><title type='text'>BORED STIFF !!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm bored stiff at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching drama series after another. And it has become unhealthy cause I'm staying up late into the night to watch them. The day before SLC I even stayed up late in order to finish up my drama serial. However, I haven't watch much since there are so many episodes in one series. And I am not watching the latest drama serial which everyone is crazy about such as Romantic Princess, I'm watching old series that date 2002 onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Reaching for the Stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;真命天女&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mr Fighting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;格鬥天王&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt; and I've just finish&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;蔷薇之恋&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;. Yes, a bit old and late to watch these series. OK, I'm LAG! Now I still have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My Girl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;8 VS 29 &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Vineyard Man&lt;/span&gt; waiting for me to watch. I also watched the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;My Girl and I&lt;/span&gt;. OMG! I think I'm becoming a drama serial addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE ROSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0bfZbwMCTI/AAAAAAAABgQ/NGKLTBXf-HI/s1600-h/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/R0bfZbwMCTI/AAAAAAAABgQ/NGKLTBXf-HI/s320/Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038053102225714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L-R: Hebe, Joelle, Zhi Wei, Ella, Joe, Selina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 2002 Taiwanese Drama starring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huang Zhi Wei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Cheng &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joelle Lu&lt;/span&gt;. I have no idea why Hebe and Selina's face are on the cover of the drama series as they acted so little in the show. This show made me cry for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; at least &lt;/span&gt;ONCE every episode. Sometimes it makes me cry for a few time. Plus I am having a The Rose marathon which means having to watch around 10 episodes a day. That means I cried more than 10 times a day. That explains why I keep refilling my cup with water. Haha. It's a lovely show. Though it's quite&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; INCEST&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISTURBING &lt;/span&gt;at certain points. Especially at the start, but I suppose you'll get use to it over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I seriously need to get out of the house to have some fresh air. Shall sms a few buds later to catch up.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I.AM.BORED. &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I'll go to the library. I'm not even sure if I'm meeting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fruit Cake&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow or not.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vincent says he has $$$ problem&lt;/span&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till Next Time =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道说选择了忘记,而解放了自己.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;对, 我选择了忘记.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7396376359294213201?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7396376359294213201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-178969755075194866</id><published>2007-11-23T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:18:36.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><title type='text'>爱的痛苦。。。</title><content type='html'>I feel like typing in Chinese, sorry for those who don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，真的好痛苦。尤其是当你爱上一个不爱你的人。我可能就是看太多电视剧了，看到太多但脸的情形。而自己又了解这种爱而不被爱的感觉，所以当我看这些电视剧时，就能生生体会到电视剧中的人物单恋着的痛苦和想法。看着他们为爱而哭泣，我也无法控制我的眼泪的掉落。当他们感到心如刀割时，我割一样能够感觉到他们那痛苦的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要爱一个人，真的好难。爱情通常比想象中更难。要去爱一个人，表面上好像好容易，但当你真正的去爱一个人，你会感受到爱的痛苦。爱一个人，需要付出，需要牺牲。而且当你爱上了一个人，那个人不一定也会爱上你。但是，爱就是最痛苦了。而但两个人彼此相爱，他们也不一定会有幸福，又是爱情中难免会有很多挫折要面对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们有没有看过电视剧中的爱情故事？在电影中，电视剧中，每一个爱情故事会开始很痛苦，可是它们一定会有一个完美的结局。而往往，我们看着那完美的结局，忽略了那默默的爱着，又没有得到爱的回报的一个人。你就会想吧，在你看过的电影，电视剧中，是不是有个人默默的爱着。爱得那么痛苦，却牺牲了爱情，让心爱的人找到幸福。他们好痛苦。爱得那么声，却得不到什么回报。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;咳！我是看太多电视剧了啦。我刚刚看了一部，每一集都让我哭的电视剧。好感人，好。。。我还是用英文形容好了。因该使用“disturbing” 和 “incest” 这两个字来形容吧。但是它也是一部好感人的电视剧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了吧，我写也太多了，才一点也把心里藏的话也说出来。 我还是下次再来blog吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-178969755075194866?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/178969755075194866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=178969755075194866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Randon Shyt !!!</title><content type='html'>I took this from my brother's blog &lt;a href="http://complexx-simplicityy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;my sister just sent a message to &lt;em&gt;MUTTONS @ MIDNIGHT&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing on the fact that web radio is LAG. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; muttons made a joke out of it. put us together, n we win already. &lt;strong&gt;YING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; LE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;4&lt;/span&gt;. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Justin and Vernon are just pure jokers! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Web Radio IS lag!!! It is practically 2 - 4 minutes lag of the actual radio. I can finish one song and go out to see my brother and it starts. Haha. That is HOW lag the web radio is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, put my brother and I together and we will WIN !!! So everyone better not mess with us =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random stuffs ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I straighten my hair this year end? Or next year end? Or the mid of next year? Cause I'm thinking of highlighting my hair next year end. I'm afraid my hair will be damage with the straightening and highlighting. Anybody wants to advice me on this? I feel like waiting for my hair to grow longer before straightening it. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, VERY RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get out of the house or else my brain will be rotting. I have no idea who to ask out so that my brain won't rot. Sockz and HK are busying mapling. Weiting is going overseas, heard this from Sockz. Not sure when she's leaving or coming back. Jt has OCIP in Thailand. Don't know when he is coming back. My CG 15/07 friends? Most of them are overseas. Those who are not, I have no idea where they are. Fruit Cake? Meeting up with them this Sat =D. PAE A06? No idea where they are either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5685141325050349102?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5685141325050349102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5685141325050349102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5685141325050349102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5685141325050349102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/randon-shyt.html' title='Randon Shyt !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1632869696381356783</id><published>2007-11-20T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:11:16.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Put your music on Shuffle!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm redoing this cause I came across it when I was transferring posts from my old blog to this blog. I'm just bored and found the answers from last time very interesting, so I decided to just do it again. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;br /&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do it well&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Jennifer Lopez]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"I ain't ever met a man like that. I ain't ever fell so far, so fast. You can turn me on, throw me off track. Boy you do it, do it. You do it, do it. You're doin' it well"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Haha. I didn't meet any man today. xD Maybe someone else before? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you get far in life? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lost Without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Delta Goodrem]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie. How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side. If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm lost without you. I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you. I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Looks like I won't cause I'm lost without someone. Who is that someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Secondhand Serenade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe. that everything I said and did, wasn't just this evening. And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face. makes me wish that I was never brought into this place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Perhaps not. Don't be fooled by the title of the song. See the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stay Close, Don't Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Secondhand Serenade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"If you leave me tonight. I'll wake up alone. Don't tell me. I will make it on my own. Don't leave me tonight. This heart of stone. Will sink 'til it dies. If you leave me tonight "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;=D she doesn't want me to leave her alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Still There For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Corbin Bleu / Vanessa Ann Hudgens]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Even when I'm not giving enough. And I'm taking too much. You're still there for me. Even when I got nothing at all. And I'm ready to fall. You're still there for me.  Even when I can't be there for you. You're always there for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--  &lt;strong--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Looks like I'll always have someone there for me no matter what! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was primary school like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Potential Breakup Song&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Aly and AJ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I see no link from the song and primary school. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Mars]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"you gave me a reason to love you, you made me belive that it´s true. You gave me a reason to love you, now I wanna tell it to you. Cause I´m down on my knees beggin you please, listen to me one more time. Cause baby you gave me a reason to love you, just tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;With someone who gave me a reason to love them? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Nobody wanna see us together. But it don't matter no. 'Cause I got you babe. Nobody wanna see us together. But it don't matter no. 'Cause I got you babe. 'Cause we gonna fight. Oh yes we gonna fight. Believe we gonna fight. We gonna fight. Fight for our right to love yeah. Nobody wanna see us together. But it don't matter no. 'Cause I got you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Even if nobody like us as friends, we don't matter about what other people think cause we'll fight for our love and friendship! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Teenagers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[MCR]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes. Or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone. But not me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm going to do what Teenagers do !!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song describes you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wait for you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Elliott Yamin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"So baby I will wait for you. Cause I don''t know what else i can do. Don't tell me I ran out of time. If it takes the rest of my life. Baby I will wait for you. If you think I'm fine it just aint true. I really need you in my life. No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm waiting for someone? I thought I told myself that I have already given up waiting. I will wait no more. There is no point in waiting anymore. It will end up with nothing. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bare Naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Jennifer Love Hewitt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"And I feel bare naked. And I just can't take it. I'm getting jaded. No I just can't fake it anymore. 'Cuz I'm bare naked. And I know life's what you make it. Wish I could float away, to some other day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I just want to be myself again? I want to be true to myself again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [LeAnn Rimes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"I need you like water. Like breath, like rain. I need you like mercy. From Heaven's gate. There's a freedom in your arms. That carries me through. I need you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=D People need me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Way You Look At Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Christian Bautista]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Coz there's something in the way you look at me. It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece. You make me believe that there's notheing in this world I can't be. I'd never know what you see. But there's something in the way you look at me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This doesn't answer the question. haha. I suppose it's the way the "you" mentioned in the song looks at me. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here Without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [3 Doors Down]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; "I'm here without you baby. But you're still on my lonely mind. I think about you baby. And I dream about you all the time. I'm here without you baby. But you're still with me in my dreams. And tonight it's only you and me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Hmm... I'm not happy cause I'm here without you. Haha. Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feelings Show&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Colbie Caillat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Love is crazy. Pretty baby. Take it real slow. My feelings show. All you have to do. Is never ever let it go. My feelings show. And I want you to know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My feelings for them show =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Got It From My Mama&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Will.I.Am]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Baby, where'd you get yo body from? Tell me where'd you get yo body from. Baby, where'd you get yo body from? Tell me where'd you get yo body from. I got it from my mama. I got it from my mama. I got it from my mama. I got it, got it, g-got it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;HAHA!!! Joke!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cheek To Cheek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Sahara Hotnights]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Face to face, cheek to cheek. You hear the pounding beat. Don´t care what´s on my baby´s mind. Face to face, cheek to cheek. Let´s leave it just like this. Right after all is said and done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HaHa. Let you guys interpret. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All Good Things (Come to an End)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Nelly Furtado]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flames to dust. Lovers to friends. Why do all good things come to an end. Flames to dust. Lovers to friends. Why do all good things come to an end, come to an end come to an end? Why do all good things come to end, come to an end come to an end? Why do all good things come to an end?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Why should I do anything if they all will come to an end? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beat of my Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; [Hillary Duff]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, It tears us apart. The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, Now I'm back to the start. To the beat of my, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Eh, I see no link. So is it yes or no? Or it is up to the beat of my heart? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know this is random crap. So I won't make people do it. Since my answers all come out stupid. Whoever wants to do it can do it. But tag me so I can go check out your funky answers!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1632869696381356783?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1632869696381356783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1632869696381356783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1632869696381356783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1632869696381356783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/put-your-music-on-shuffle.html' title='Put your music on Shuffle!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-545203204717448534</id><published>2007-11-20T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T12:07:27.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Why the fantasy movies?</title><content type='html'>Yes, what's up with so many fantasy, or sort of related to fantasy kind of movie? I know of 4 such movies coming out this holiday. Of which, 2 are already showing in cinemas and out of all of them, they all look kind of cool. Haha. But no, I haven't watched them yet, though I am contemplating of going to catch them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STARDUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6f/Stardust_promo_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6f/Stardust_promo_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard many people comment about how nice the movie is. Well, the title made me think it is a really corny movie. I mean, typical fantasy. Well, I suppose, nowadays fantasy is up to a higher level. No more fairytale endings and such. It has more action nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEOWULF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ab/Beowolfposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ab/Beowolfposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Beowulf is not exactly rated under the fantasy category, but well, it is something along the lines of the other world, imaginary world. With dragons and stuff. Well, heard that the plot of the story is lame. But well, I'm not here to tell you to or not to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENCHANTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Enchantedposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Enchantedposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, yes the damn title sounds corny. And yes, the movie is a corny one. I mean fairytale world fallen into our real world in New York? Cartoon to real life? How much cornier can it be? But, well, I'm only talking about fantasy movies and complaining why so many of such is coming out. Anyway, if you want a laugh of a good time, you should catch Enchanted despite how corny the title sounds. It looks like a great and funny movie to relax and enjoy your holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GOLDEN COMPASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b6/The_Golden_Compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b6/The_Golden_Compass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the movie I WANT TO WATCH! But it's only out next month. So I shall keep myself occupied with the other fantasy related movies. Anyway, I won't be exclaiming much about this movie. Go to the website or watch the trailer to find out why. Anyway, check this out. Haha. To know what a Dæmon is, it can also be found on the website. But you can also search the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=410990"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=410990" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy your holidays! People! Call me out. I'm like rotting at home. I miss SLC !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-545203204717448534?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/545203204717448534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=545203204717448534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/545203204717448534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/545203204717448534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-fantasy-movies.html' title='Why the fantasy movies?'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-77745337711884117</id><published>2007-11-18T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:38:44.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>SLC = Slack Like Crazy (as if)</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; does not = &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Slack Like Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; In fact it is not exactly the opposite, but somewhere in between. Well, it was fun. It had its tiring times, and it has it's slacking with nothing to do at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me start of with a list of words to sum up my Student Leadership Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waterfall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abseiling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot sun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun Burn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mozzie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;River&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rafting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1000 steps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open air toilets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot springs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long coach rides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lorry rides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mountains&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing dishes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FUN!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Haha. Note that fun repeats 4 times. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school early in the morning for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Temasek Congress&lt;/span&gt;. Had talks talks and more talks. I slept late the previous night and many other nights before plus waking up early in the morning. And then I am greeted by so many talks. They made me want to sleep, even though the speakers were engaging. It wasn't their fault, it was mine. It was damn boring. Even the games weren't that fun. So let's get over the boring stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ended up in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Coolbeans group C3&lt;/span&gt;. And guess what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yu Lan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Cui Shan&lt;/span&gt; were in the same group as me. That was damn cool. Three&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BGPS 6/2'02&lt;/span&gt; people were in the same group. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Varun&lt;/span&gt; was also in Coolbeans. So that means four 6/2 people in group C. Haha. And if I am not wrong, we were also the only 4 BGPS people at SLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we finally set off to Malaysia. The coach ride was long boring and it was a BAD place to sleep. I hardly got any sleep. I kept shifting positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone waiting for the coach to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust me, it was dark and late at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lightning and photo editing made it look bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-72bwMCNI/AAAAAAAABfg/EC2_L8RLr0o/s1600-h/P1070002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-72bwMCNI/AAAAAAAABfg/EC2_L8RLr0o/s320/P1070002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134028644062857426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally arrived at Ipoh. Check out the mountain, rivers and the wilderness. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET CLOSE TO NATURE&lt;/span&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-707wMCKI/AAAAAAAABfI/SnyJhMvmZuI/s1600-h/P1070007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-707wMCKI/AAAAAAAABfI/SnyJhMvmZuI/s320/P1070007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134028618293053602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-71bwMCLI/AAAAAAAABfQ/_awYzHGSMDI/s1600-h/P1070006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-71bwMCLI/AAAAAAAABfQ/_awYzHGSMDI/s320/P1070006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134028626882988210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;River?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8QxbwMCEI/AAAAAAAABeY/Kvvn8TwXjho/s1600-h/P1070010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8QxbwMCEI/AAAAAAAABeY/Kvvn8TwXjho/s320/P1070010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133840541675161666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;River and mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8QxrwMCFI/AAAAAAAABeg/eSylmGkAMVI/s1600-h/P1070009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8QxrwMCFI/AAAAAAAABeg/eSylmGkAMVI/s320/P1070009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133840545970128978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8Q37wMCGI/AAAAAAAABeo/ZE80pKJA2rA/s1600-h/P1070008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8Q37wMCGI/AAAAAAAABeo/ZE80pKJA2rA/s320/P1070008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133840653344311394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I didn't take anymore photos since all the activities involved water and I didn't waterproof my camera. Anyway, 1st up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CAVING&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caving was well, interesting. I mean it was the 1st time I went into a cave. So well, interesting. The guide was really funny. The cave was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARK&lt;/span&gt;!!!! In there, when all the lights were turned off, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pitch dark&lt;/span&gt;. Exactly the same when there was a blackout at TPJC's Black Box. I'm sure all the Theatre Studies people would remember how cool the blackout was. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total Pitch Darkness!&lt;/span&gt; So, lesson learnt? You'll die without a torch light in there. Plus I suppose there isn't any reception. So imagine you are alone in the cave and suddenly your torch dies on you. Say goodbye to the world =D! Anyway, at certain points of the cave, we have to crawl down on our knees, and some times we even needed to practically swim cause it was so low. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to camp. We took a lorry, and it was cool. Everyone enjoyed the lorry ride the most. There were like trees and the branches so all of us had to duck down dodging the branches or else they will smack into your faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone's surprise! The toilet at our campsite was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OPEN AIR&lt;/span&gt; !!! It was like 3 people have to bathe together and it was open air so when you bathe, you can see people walking around you. Plus, the girls and guys' toilets were very close to each other. However we survived. Sorry I forgot to take a photo for you guys. xD But you guys can imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night walk was boring an pretty much a waste of time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night walk = Mozzie feeding time&lt;/span&gt; can only attack him. But in the end . It was damn funny. Cause all of use applied mosquito repellent and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt; who was standing in the center, did not. So he was complaining that the mosquito could not bite anyone, so all the mozzies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Teng Han&lt;/span&gt; saves the day when he took out his repellent. Haha. I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Teng Han&lt;/span&gt; brought his repellent every where he went. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had waterfall abseiling 1st. It was pretty much boring. I felt down twice and got my fingers chopped off. OK i was just kidding. My right fingers got hurt, but not that badly that they got chopped off. The water kept splashing into my face and then my contacts went out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th and 5th fingers. (this is the 3 day after the cut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-7IrwMCJI/AAAAAAAABfA/LdLp5LFsXy4/s1600-h/P1070032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-7IrwMCJI/AAAAAAAABfA/LdLp5LFsXy4/s320/P1070032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134027858083842194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, ignore the black nails. xD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-7ILwMCII/AAAAAAAABe4/sgOhDMirPrA/s1600-h/P1070027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-7ILwMCII/AAAAAAAABe4/sgOhDMirPrA/s320/P1070027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134027849493907586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it was the most fun activity of SLC. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Water Rafting!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D we had 7 people altogether on board. That includes the captain. All the wind in the air and waters in your faces. All the people falling off the raft except me. YES!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Vincent&lt;/span&gt; emphasize in his blog that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I DID NOT FALL OFF!&lt;/span&gt; Everyone planned to capsize and before I went over to the side, everyone else fell off except the captain and I. They whole gang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pangseh&lt;/span&gt; me! It was damn funny cause everyone who fell off got saved by another boat. Now I regret not falling off too. Though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Jun Min&lt;/span&gt; said falling off isn't that nice, she ended up drinking a lot of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we had campfire! It was pretty fun, but I almost lost my voice from all the screaming and shouting. They had stupid games but they were really funny, except for those who had to play the game. Then we had an impromptu game suggested by a camp in charge. He made the 4 groups send out the hunkiest guy telling them it was a competition to see who is the hunkiest male. But after they left to take off their tops, he told everyone that it was a competition to see who had the longest armpit hair. HAHA. The guys must be damn embarrass after the game. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Vincent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did coolbeans proud!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. So now you know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also dares at the campfire and one 3 people repeat the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOCCA advertisement&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; thinks it is really funny. It was really crappy cause they changed the advertisement to introducing the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was the end of the camp! No more bathing in open air bathrooms, no more sleeping in tents, no more getting bitten by mozzie, no more washing plates, no more FUN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking about washing plates. It seems like I wash a lot of plates every meal. For the 1st meal, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yong Xiong&lt;/span&gt; and I end up washing the plates and cups cause the queue was long so we decided to take over and help everyone else. Then I found out that he was trying to escape pitching the tents. After that, every meals we play&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Indian Poker&lt;/span&gt; to determine who would wash the plates. Even though I didn't lose, I always end up helping people wash up cause I feel bad letting people wash my plate for me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Teng Han&lt;/span&gt; was really unlucky. He ended up washing plates every time we played Indian Poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after clearing up the campsite, we headed to the hot springs. It was comfortable and we had proper toilets! Though I felt that the hot spring weren't really worth it. I soaked in there for barely half an hour. I mean, perhaps shopping was more worth it. I brought 200 odd RM there and I brought back 200 odd RM home. I barely spent any money. I think it didn't even reach 50RM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLC was a fun experience. There people there were fun and a great bunch. Sadly we didn't make a contact list. I suggested it to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;, but I think it slipped her mind. I should have reminded her. I think SLC would be an unforgettable experience for me where new bonds and memories were formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end this post ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME !!! &lt;/span&gt;in my tent. Yes I'm sun burnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8MqLwMB9I/AAAAAAAABdg/p-bI8EL_I4c/s1600-h/P1070021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz8MqLwMB9I/AAAAAAAABdg/p-bI8EL_I4c/s320/P1070021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133836019074598866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;junying ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-77745337711884117?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/77745337711884117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=77745337711884117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/77745337711884117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/77745337711884117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/slc-slack-like-crazy-as-if.html' title='SLC = Slack Like Crazy (as if)'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rz-72bwMCNI/AAAAAAAABfg/EC2_L8RLr0o/s72-c/P1070002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5963664746644303015</id><published>2007-11-12T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:21:47.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>不在乎天长地久,只在乎曾经拥有</title><content type='html'>Is it really true? What do you guys think? OK it's just random stuff cause I've been watching too many dramas lately. Anyway, I'm going for SLC tomorrow and I have not packed.　Ｈow nice!!! Anyway, won't be blogging while I'm in SLC, like obviously! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5963664746644303015?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5963664746644303015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5963664746644303015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5963664746644303015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5963664746644303015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='不在乎天长地久,只在乎曾经拥有'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5837933384936685364</id><published>2007-11-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:09:42.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Transferring Posts is HARD work!</title><content type='html'>If you see mysterious post that don't seem like in place, do not be alarmed for I am transferring my old posts from my old blog to my new. Sometimes I would forgot to change the date, hence causing it to appear as the 1st post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have around 390 more post to go, though I'm only uploading those post that are more memorable to me. Those boring meaningless post will stay in the old blog and be deleted forever.&lt;br /&gt;AND, I need to shop! I have to grab some stuff from SLC like a water proof torchlight, a pouch, some shorts perhaps. I might grab them on Sunday or Monday as I'll only be going out them. Yes, I know it's kind of late to grab them even NOW, but I only know of the packing list on the student portal like less than an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... long pants are on my list too, where am I going to get them? I think I threw out my track pants cause who ever wear track pants to sleep in Singapore especially at home? I shall get them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue my transferring of post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5837933384936685364?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5837933384936685364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5837933384936685364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5837933384936685364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5837933384936685364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/transferring-posts-is-hard-work.html' title='Transferring Posts is HARD work!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7963786928388568104</id><published>2007-11-09T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:16:46.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class'/><title type='text'>SHA-LEY</title><content type='html'>Interesting how chalet is pronounced as&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SHA-LEY &lt;/span&gt;and not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHAR-LET&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WARNING!!!: Long post ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm back with the pictures of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt;. OK, I shall keep using that word here for the dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CHUNHAN&lt;/span&gt; who pronounces lingerie as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LING-GER-RIE&lt;/span&gt; and not &lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LAHN-ZHUH-REY&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disclaimer: I got this from dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;). So I guess all of you have to put up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SHALEY&lt;/span&gt; for the rest of the post. (:&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt; was fine, not wonderful, not bad, just pretty much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt;. I must tell you, the place was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; and comfortable. Our 1st reaction was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt; The outside looked amazing and it didn't even look like a chalet as it blended in with the rest of the private housing. If you didn't notice the sign that indicates that it is a chalet, it looked totally like those nice expensive private house! And the inside look good too! With a proper kitchen and 3 bathrooms and 3 bedrooms. There was a dining hall and a big hall plus a few balconies which I dare not take a look at cause it was pretty freaky. There was light behind one door, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt; told me it was a balcony. But HEY, if it's a balcony, doesn't it mean it is outdoors? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why would there be light shining from the bottom of the door in the middle of the night?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yarr, before that ... Let's REWIND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han, We met at Pasir Ris MRT station, which was after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt; and I met for lunch at White Sand. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chun Han&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yuhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt; left with a whole load of stuff and headed for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt; while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Fukang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; and I went to Cold Storage to get stuff for the BBQ. Buying things were impromptu cause the dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yuhui&lt;/span&gt; had no idea that having a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley &lt;/span&gt;and BBQ required planning. In the end, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Fukang&lt;/span&gt; and I running around Cold Storage to buy the necessary food stuff, while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; looked after the trolley and grab some simple stuff like chips and the drinks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Lin Di &lt;/span&gt;joined us there and looked after the trolley while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; ...... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fill in the blanks yourself. haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chunhan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yuhui&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Cera&lt;/span&gt; were being MAIDS as they sweep and mop up the place, and even washing up the plates and cutleries. Of course we helped and also prepared the food for the BBQ. But, we were lacking an important thing! The CHARCOAL !!! We had to wait for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; QiTe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; to buy it for us. So we had some fun while waiting for them to arrive. They told us they will be here at around 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellyn, ChunHan and NanXiao playing Twister.&lt;br /&gt;They refuse to pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMNzy7etuI/AAAAAAAABZw/Libfy8Eny4w/s1600-h/P1060767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMNzy7etuI/AAAAAAAABZw/Libfy8Eny4w/s320/P1060767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459584000866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fukang Cera LinDi and RuXin playing mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;They also refuse to pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN1S7etvI/AAAAAAAABZ4/qpdRDHiYGUg/s1600-h/P1060768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN1S7etvI/AAAAAAAABZ4/qpdRDHiYGUg/s320/P1060768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459609770669810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, suddenly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;RuXin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pops out of nowhere. Obviously he arrives after being lost for hours at Pasir Ris park due to the ULU-ness of the place and  the poor directions that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Yuhui&lt;/span&gt; has left him. But that sort of saves our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was near 7 and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QiTe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; were still at KALLANG!!! So&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Ellyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;RuXin&lt;/span&gt; and I headed out to buy the charcoal. Thankfully, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;RuXin&lt;/span&gt; found a place where charcoal was sold as he was lost in Pasir Ris Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we head back, I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;WenJie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SockChing &lt;/span&gt;have arrived. The rest continued to play their games while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt; and I started the fire with 4 useless men having no idea how to start a fire. Well, at least they made themselves useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WenJie playing Janga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN2y7etwI/AAAAAAAABaA/Pz7eCs8nSyQ/s1600-h/P1060769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN2y7etwI/AAAAAAAABaA/Pz7eCs8nSyQ/s320/P1060769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459635540473602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LinDi with the horrible hash brown.&lt;br /&gt;Continue reading to find out who the cook is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN5C7etxI/AAAAAAAABaI/qDwxcfqtov4/s1600-h/P1060770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMN5C7etxI/AAAAAAAABaI/qDwxcfqtov4/s320/P1060770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459674195179282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cera, what's up with that funny face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMNC7etpI/AAAAAAAABZI/b3WeOH17Sik/s1600-h/P1060771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMNC7etpI/AAAAAAAABZI/b3WeOH17Sik/s320/P1060771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130457818769307282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The inside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMOi7etqI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ERALotX4Ut8/s1600-h/P1060772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMOi7etqI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ERALotX4Ut8/s320/P1060772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130457844539111074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellyn and I starting the fire, while Fukang and RuXin help out.&lt;br /&gt;LinDi helped out too, but he wasn't here for the photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMSC7etrI/AAAAAAAABZY/q5-bGucXNnk/s1600-h/P1060773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMSC7etrI/AAAAAAAABZY/q5-bGucXNnk/s320/P1060773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130457904668653234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KayPo Cera joined to see what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMXi7etsI/AAAAAAAABZg/om40bf4lusA/s1600-h/P1060774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMXi7etsI/AAAAAAAABZg/om40bf4lusA/s320/P1060774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130457999157933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The SLACKERS who waited for food to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMZS7ettI/AAAAAAAABZo/Xwl-ciA02RM/s1600-h/P1060775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMMZS7ettI/AAAAAAAABZo/Xwl-ciA02RM/s320/P1060775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458029222704850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only know how to play huh? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtUS7etfI/AAAAAAAABX4/h_8o45Mn1k8/s1600-h/P1060776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtUS7etfI/AAAAAAAABX4/h_8o45Mn1k8/s320/P1060776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130423858462897650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gernaine's in the kitchen eating CHIPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMKWi7etnI/AAAAAAAABY4/mmphnhifuro/s1600-h/P1060778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMKWi7etnI/AAAAAAAABY4/mmphnhifuro/s320/P1060778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130455782954808946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our CHEF!&lt;br /&gt;Remember how the hash brown turned out? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMKZS7etoI/AAAAAAAABZA/Cu68gisSwDg/s1600-h/P1060777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMKZS7etoI/AAAAAAAABZA/Cu68gisSwDg/s320/P1060777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130455830199449218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SCANDALOUS PICTURE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtVS7etgI/AAAAAAAABYA/Z01cMsht2nI/s1600-h/P1060784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtVS7etgI/AAAAAAAABYA/Z01cMsht2nI/s320/P1060784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130423875642766850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really funny that out of the 4 guys who are at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt;, NON of them knew how to start a fire. And it was up to us GIRLS to start the fire. GIRL POWER! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fire was set up and before we were going to cook the food, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt; started the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COAL WAR&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No pun indeed&lt;/span&gt;) She started using her coal dirtied hands to dirty our faces. And then the WAR begun. The people who helped out with the fire starting which includes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Fukang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;LinDi&lt;/span&gt; and I started attacking each other and those slackers inside who are slacking their arses around playing a game or two. After a while, the war ended and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;FuKang&lt;/span&gt; realises something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the exact word for word recount, but the idea is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FuKang: I realise something.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;FuKang: Ellyn made everyone, but she never kenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand immediately went to Ellyn's face.&lt;br /&gt;Ellyn manages to dodge my attack.&lt;br /&gt;But at the other side LinDi's hand made a direct hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDi: You were saying?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; decided to go blading, and I suppose they took my camera with them. Or at least while the couple were wearing their gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtWC7etiI/AAAAAAAABYQ/0mrkYXiWFy4/s1600-h/P1060788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLtWC7etiI/AAAAAAAABYQ/0mrkYXiWFy4/s320/P1060788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130423888527668770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gernaine wearing her bro's blades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg9S7etbI/AAAAAAAABXY/x7pUBf1qMBI/s1600-h/P1060789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg9S7etbI/AAAAAAAABXY/x7pUBf1qMBI/s320/P1060789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410269186373042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spastic !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg9i7etcI/AAAAAAAABXg/9_6ggl2xNU0/s1600-h/P1060790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg9i7etcI/AAAAAAAABXg/9_6ggl2xNU0/s320/P1060790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410273481340354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edwin and Qi Te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg-i7etdI/AAAAAAAABXo/qCZusLMQMiU/s1600-h/P1060793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg-i7etdI/AAAAAAAABXo/qCZusLMQMiU/s320/P1060793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410290661209554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! The couple finally arrived at 8 !!! WOW! They are so early! OK, if you don't sense the sarcasm, you really are bad. They were 2 hours late and thank god we did not rely on them for the charcoal. If we did, I suppose we will only have food at 10 or 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some food were done and we brought them in for the rest to makan! Of course it was still the same few of us outside cooking for the slackers inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NanXiao enjoying her food. I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg-y7eteI/AAAAAAAABXw/4dzTJCHjVZc/s1600-h/P1060794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLg-y7eteI/AAAAAAAABXw/4dzTJCHjVZc/s320/P1060794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410294956176866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the food on the table!&lt;br /&gt;All cooked by Ellyn, Cera, Fukang, Sockching, Wenjie and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgOy7etYI/AAAAAAAABXA/FP1Zq15Ux1g/s1600-h/P1060796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgOy7etYI/AAAAAAAABXA/FP1Zq15Ux1g/s320/P1060796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130409470322455938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yar, I didn't know when Ice popped by. But she popped by as soon as she popped off. I didn't even manage to have a proper conversation with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgQS7etZI/AAAAAAAABXI/q_cMnhQ46dE/s1600-h/P1060797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgQS7etZI/AAAAAAAABXI/q_cMnhQ46dE/s320/P1060797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130409496092259730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The back view of me adding more charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgQi7etaI/AAAAAAAABXQ/MDPVQrwzD5o/s1600-h/P1060799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLgQi7etaI/AAAAAAAABXQ/MDPVQrwzD5o/s320/P1060799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130409500387227042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still adding the charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdmC7etTI/AAAAAAAABWY/KGFLqlqEE2U/s1600-h/P1060800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdmC7etTI/AAAAAAAABWY/KGFLqlqEE2U/s320/P1060800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130406571219531058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So MUCH FOOD!!! And what a messy BBQ pit. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdmy7etUI/AAAAAAAABWg/eeV5wO-Zcrg/s1600-h/P1060801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdmy7etUI/AAAAAAAABWg/eeV5wO-Zcrg/s320/P1060801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130406584104432962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fire looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdni7etVI/AAAAAAAABWo/JCfH9Dw0Tu4/s1600-h/P1060802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLdni7etVI/AAAAAAAABWo/JCfH9Dw0Tu4/s320/P1060802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130406596989334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the outdoors at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIC7etQI/AAAAAAAABWA/GROSBxGs8o4/s1600-h/P1060803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIC7etQI/AAAAAAAABWA/GROSBxGs8o4/s320/P1060803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130404956311827714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely fire with Ellyn's marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIS7etRI/AAAAAAAABWI/p9I8rL1n8-4/s1600-h/P1060804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIS7etRI/AAAAAAAABWI/p9I8rL1n8-4/s320/P1060804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130404960606795026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the dearest Ellyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIi7etSI/AAAAAAAABWQ/YxG_3zgou2c/s1600-h/P1060805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLcIi7etSI/AAAAAAAABWQ/YxG_3zgou2c/s320/P1060805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130404964901762338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ME with the Fire behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Ellyn and I are very proud of the nice fire we started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLbmS7etPI/AAAAAAAABV4/amHLtDNU9Gw/s1600-h/P1060808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLbmS7etPI/AAAAAAAABV4/amHLtDNU9Gw/s320/P1060808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130404376491242738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WenJie Ellyn and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLauS7etNI/AAAAAAAABVo/SWwW2QkGa5E/s1600-h/P1060809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLauS7etNI/AAAAAAAABVo/SWwW2QkGa5E/s320/P1060809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130403414418568402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The previous picture was blur.&lt;br /&gt;Now featuring QiTe's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBLi7etII/AAAAAAAABVA/iw4I_SbDQmk/s1600-h/P1060810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBLi7etII/AAAAAAAABVA/iw4I_SbDQmk/s320/P1060810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130375329627419778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gernaine, ChunHan and I. I look so fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBLy7etJI/AAAAAAAABVI/qjhcqYdMJE0/s1600-h/P1060811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBLy7etJI/AAAAAAAABVI/qjhcqYdMJE0/s320/P1060811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130375333922387090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose sexy leg is that? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBMS7etKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/QaKBcYXsUoM/s1600-h/P1060812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBMS7etKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/QaKBcYXsUoM/s320/P1060812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130375342512321698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben on the phone convincing his mum to let him stay over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBMi7etLI/AAAAAAAABVY/1NrmuCx6EPU/s1600-h/P1060813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBMi7etLI/AAAAAAAABVY/1NrmuCx6EPU/s320/P1060813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130375346807289010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben, Chunhan, Gerniane and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBNC7etMI/AAAAAAAABVg/CnEkZlqdWHQ/s1600-h/P1060814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLBNC7etMI/AAAAAAAABVg/CnEkZlqdWHQ/s320/P1060814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130375355397223618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blur! SO take another (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAci7etFI/AAAAAAAABUo/xO6L3aFoL7U/s1600-h/P1060815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAci7etFI/AAAAAAAABUo/xO6L3aFoL7U/s320/P1060815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130374522173568082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NanXiao and I. I look tired. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAcy7etGI/AAAAAAAABUw/epZBkCIOJNg/s1600-h/P1060816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAcy7etGI/AAAAAAAABUw/epZBkCIOJNg/s320/P1060816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130374526468535394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Gernaine's hand. Look at her 4th finger.&lt;br /&gt;Ask Ben about what happen. HAHA. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inside story&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAdS7etHI/AAAAAAAABU4/MhBzuqrTCc4/s1600-h/P1060818+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzLAdS7etHI/AAAAAAAABU4/MhBzuqrTCc4/s320/P1060818+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130374535058470002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Mr Ng&lt;/span&gt; arrived and I didn't know when he did. I was shocked to see him. Perhaps I was too engrossed in the cooking to see him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng, are the Mahjong tiles so fascinating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-5i7etBI/AAAAAAAABUI/oIZqzntUo4c/s1600-h/P1060819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-5i7etBI/AAAAAAAABUI/oIZqzntUo4c/s320/P1060819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130372821366518802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still fascinated over the mahjong tiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK_tC7etEI/AAAAAAAABUg/biPPBc-MuO0/s1600-h/P1060820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK_tC7etEI/AAAAAAAABUg/biPPBc-MuO0/s320/P1060820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130373706129781826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves them so much he has to pose with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-6S7etDI/AAAAAAAABUY/Nk62gdLEHw0/s1600-h/P1060821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-6S7etDI/AAAAAAAABUY/Nk62gdLEHw0/s320/P1060821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130372834251420722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NanXiao and Gernaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-Oy7es_I/AAAAAAAABT4/HxDxJhRjDVs/s1600-h/P1060822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-Oy7es_I/AAAAAAAABT4/HxDxJhRjDVs/s320/P1060822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130372086927111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WenJie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-PC7etAI/AAAAAAAABUA/bUiwKPz3H0c/s1600-h/P1060823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK-PC7etAI/AAAAAAAABUA/bUiwKPz3H0c/s320/P1060823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130372091222078466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there will be a shortage of pictures. Cause my camera went out of batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at night, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;AiXue&lt;/span&gt; came. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;LinDi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SockChing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Ice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Mr Ng&lt;/span&gt; left. At around 12, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yuhui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ChunHan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gernaine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;WenJie&lt;/span&gt; slept. =.= SO FREAKING EARLY!!! Who actually sleeps at a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt; man? OK, it's not for me to comment on things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QiTe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;AiXue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;RuXin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NanXiao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were left up playing cards while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QiTe&lt;/span&gt; tells his cold jokes and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt; half telling her cold jokes cause she forgets how they go about. It was then we got chased out for being too noisy cause people needed to sleep. So we headed to the park to play! I seriously think the bunch of them have deprived childhood. They are so happy when playing at the park. HAHA! After that we headed to Elias Mall's 7eleven to have SUPPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like stranded beggars eating outside 7eleven with no place to sit. Haha! After that, we bought some alcohol back to enjoy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;RuXin&lt;/span&gt; paid for them but they still checked his IC. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt;, if you are reading this, YES it have to be YOU! But, it's a good thing to look young OK? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back but headed upstairs and continued to play more card games while we consume our liquor. But we end up losing some of our mates to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep monster&lt;/span&gt;. It was then left with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NanXiao&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QiTe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; and I who headed out to Pasir Ris Park to view the sunrise, though there wasn't exactly much to see. I enjoyed the wind in my hair and the waters in my feet while the 3 of them sat down and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then head back, and sent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NanXiao&lt;/span&gt; home cause her house is so near before heading back to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaley&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QiTe&lt;/span&gt; then plopped down and fell asleep. I had nothing to do so I took pictures of the people sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the people sleeping plus some upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK8Ry7es-I/AAAAAAAABTw/no31IAT_gkg/s1600-h/P1060824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK8Ry7es-I/AAAAAAAABTw/no31IAT_gkg/s320/P1060824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130369939443463138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pictures are taken by my handphone camera which explains the bad quality. Cause my camera really die of no battery. And it gives a good effect cause now nobody can see who the people are in the unglam pictures. Up to you guys to guy, but I'm not telling anyone anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who ? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSly7et4I/AAAAAAAABbA/H-LfD8J79DM/s1600-h/Photo0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSly7et4I/AAAAAAAABbA/H-LfD8J79DM/s320/Photo0369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130464841040836482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This looks like a MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSmC7et6I/AAAAAAAABbQ/V7qYxGHsUEU/s1600-h/Photo0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSmC7et6I/AAAAAAAABbQ/V7qYxGHsUEU/s320/Photo0375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130464845335803810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This person snores really loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSmS7et7I/AAAAAAAABbY/DjbgnmmKhZ8/s1600-h/Photo0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMSmS7et7I/AAAAAAAABbY/DjbgnmmKhZ8/s320/Photo0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130464849630771122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was raining and I was the only one awake. When the rest awake, I still had nothing to do so I went out to stare and the raining scene. And I took a picture of the "garden".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMRkS7et1I/AAAAAAAABao/Ou5lWToI2k4/s1600-h/Photo0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMRkS7et1I/AAAAAAAABao/Ou5lWToI2k4/s320/Photo0381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130463715759404882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMRlS7et2I/AAAAAAAABaw/bDhdGNTsBXE/s1600-h/Photo0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMRlS7et2I/AAAAAAAABaw/bDhdGNTsBXE/s320/Photo0380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130463732939274082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much greeneries. Nice right? Haha. Then I still had nothing to do. So the smart me went to have a ride on the bike &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE RAIN&lt;/span&gt;. Which cause me to fall sick and still have not recovered completely. Stupid Me. I went home after that cause I have nothing to do and didn't feel really well. I was having headaches for the past night and I suspect myself of having a slight fever cause my body was feeling warm but I was feeling really cold. Weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to end of my post, I'll give you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME !!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK8Ri7es9I/AAAAAAAABTo/sB5o6mxhFKw/s1600-h/P1060832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzK8Ri7es9I/AAAAAAAABTo/sB5o6mxhFKw/s320/P1060832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130369935148495826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7963786928388568104?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7963786928388568104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7963786928388568104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7963786928388568104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7963786928388568104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/sha-ley.html' title='SHA-LEY'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzMNzy7etuI/AAAAAAAABZw/Libfy8Eny4w/s72-c/P1060767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-931561250232800388</id><published>2007-11-08T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:49:25.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>SICK!</title><content type='html'>I'm SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sicker yesterday. Today I'm feeling so much better. It was bad yesterday. I felt so weak and tired with my whole body aching and I felt hot and cold. I have non stop terrible head aches that come and go. I couldn't sleep cause I felt so cold, but when I'm under my blanket I felt so hot. I went to my parent's room to sleep instead. It was better, but I still felt really uncomfortable. It was terrible. I never felt so bad of all the sickness I've gotten. I almost died I tell you. Even walking was a huge effort for me. I couldn't eat anything. Even drink milo almost killed me. I only drank like 2 mouthful with much efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'm feeling so much better today! (: Though I have not fully recovered. My dad still made go back to sleep even though I slept so much already. And my headaches still come and go. But at least I don't feel weak and hot and cold anymore. I hate being sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently editing the chalet photos. I have only around 46 pictures. Not a lot due to my dying camera battery. Shall post them once they are done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-931561250232800388?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/931561250232800388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=931561250232800388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/931561250232800388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/931561250232800388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick.html' title='SICK!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7866436049978654410</id><published>2007-11-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:39:39.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>I Need to Complain!</title><content type='html'>Do you just have those kind of days ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you just wish that nobody reads your blog because you just want to rant and complain cause you are just so frustrated and more and more frustrated about certain things and people? And all you want to do is bitch about them for a whole post, but you can't cause you know that you will end up hurting someone and they will get so upset and hurt and that it might spoil your friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those days. I'll still complain, but I'll keep it vague and simple. No details, nothing. It will be up to you to interpret what I said. It may refer to you, it may not. Cause a lot of things may happen in a day. This may also not refer to things that happen today or yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people don't change. No matter what you do, or what you say, they won't change. A leopard never changes its spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It sucks to feel unappreciated in life. And you just feel dejected cause for all the hard work you put in, you don't even receive a word of thanks. Sometimes even more complains that you dodn't do well. I see no point in doing things for people you know anything. Cause they take you for granted, while a simple smile to a stranger will receive a smile back. At least strangers appreciate what you do for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why with some people you can never be bff while with certain special people you can. Cause some people are fun to be with but they don't appreciate what you do and just have fun with you. While the special people understand, open up their hearts and accept you for who you are. BFF exist because of these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love blinds a person. You don't see their flaws. When the love is gone, you can see again, and realise the person you once loved was not as beautiful as you think the per5son was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming down with a sore throat and my fever might be coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7866436049978654410?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7866436049978654410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7866436049978654410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7866436049978654410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7866436049978654410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-to-complain.html' title='I Need to Complain!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-61377040768184500</id><published>2007-11-05T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:52:01.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>CHA-LET!</title><content type='html'>I'll be away for 3 days cause I'm down at Pasir Ris partying my life away. (:&lt;br /&gt;Though I might be back tomorrow for a short while to catch a nap and take a bath since I'm going back to school and my home is so near school. (:&lt;br /&gt;Don't Miss Me!&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can give me a ring or drop an sms if you do. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-61377040768184500?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/61377040768184500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=61377040768184500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/61377040768184500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/61377040768184500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/cha-let.html' title='CHA-LET!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-9145465954498131097</id><published>2007-11-04T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:57:43.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sorting out my thoughts</title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt; this morning. I had to send my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;emo-kid brother&lt;/span&gt; there cause he's learning how to roller blade. The school counsellor told my mum that he wanted to learn roller blading and wants to go swimming. So my mum sign him up for the learn how to roller blade class and the lifeguard course. Apparently I brought my brother to ECP under certain conditions. Of course I won't be exposing it here on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was 9.30am when we reached. My brother's class started at 10, but it doesn't bother me. However I didn't know what to do, so I walked around ECP alone and found a place to sit and stone into the sea while tuning in to some music. I stoned for a total of 1 hour. I wanted to stone some more, but the sun was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; blazing &lt;/span&gt;and it was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; burning&lt;/span&gt; my skin, so I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ry3YznwYDlI/AAAAAAAABS4/rw4Sfb7_080/s1600-h/Photo0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ry3YznwYDlI/AAAAAAAABS4/rw4Sfb7_080/s320/Photo0360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128993932001676882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's me stoning into the sea while I blast music. Yes, I'm squinting my eyes due to the blazing sun. And my hair is messy cause of the wind. That 1 hour was relaxing and enjoyable. It gave me time to just do nothing and sort out my thoughts though I wasn't really thinking much of anything during that time. I just practically enjoyed by music and stoned. I really should do that another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I walked to find my emo-brother and walked him to parkway for him to have his lunch cause he has to return for another lesson at 2pm. We went separate ways cause I had to wait for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GAY birthday boy Hoa Kiat&lt;/span&gt; to come join me for lunch. I was supposed to treat him for his birthday tomorrow but I ended up having another alternative for that and we went for lunch at macs instead. Apparently it was 11 plus and he was to arrive at 1.30pm and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sockz dearest&lt;/span&gt; will only arrive at 2 plus. So I had lots of time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens when you give a girl time, a mall and a card? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes, shopping!!! &lt;/span&gt;I spent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; $170&lt;/span&gt; odd on a belt, a pants, 2 tops and a dress. All from the same shop! The sales lady kept tossing clothes after clothes at me to try. I tried a total of 2 pants, 2 belts, a dress and 6 tops. I had a hard time choosing what I wanted to purchase cause I LOVED everything. Maybe I'll visit that shop again soon. Anyway, it's the shop beside the bubble tea shop opposite parkway. The one beside the budget shop. The sales lady is really nice, and so are the clothes. Well, it's not exactly sockz dearest's style. Maybe it's your.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might try them on and post them on the blog soon. =D&lt;br /&gt;Though I think a lot of you will think that they are weird cause they ain't simple or normal attires. They are kindda unique, and apparently the sale lady knew I preferred unique clothes and she just threw all the lovely clothes at me. I kind of regret not buying one of the tops. Maybe I'll go back to grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who I saw at macs? I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yu Bing&lt;/span&gt; and her boyfriend. For those in 15/07, no, it's not ICE. Well, she's my ex's sister. A different Yu Bing. Haha. She looks cute! Ice is also cute. Haha, I guess all Yu Bings are cute. Haven't seen her like for ages. And I haven't seen her boyfriend in real life before. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been seeing lots of people. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I haven't seen you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I don't want too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don't make me change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-9145465954498131097?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9145465954498131097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=9145465954498131097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/9145465954498131097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/9145465954498131097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorting-out-my-thoughts.html' title='Sorting out my thoughts'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ry3YznwYDlI/AAAAAAAABS4/rw4Sfb7_080/s72-c/Photo0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6209642928651504842</id><published>2007-11-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:14:08.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Miss You ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;I feel like smsing "I Miss You ♥".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;Should I or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;But I just decided to let go of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6209642928651504842?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6209642928651504842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6209642928651504842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6209642928651504842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6209642928651504842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You ♥'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-987159959347379378</id><published>2007-11-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:37:41.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Emo-ness</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling empty. And I'm also hearing the song empty and that line was just sang out. I'm feeling empty and emo. I think I'll head over to my other blog. But don't worry, I'll be fine. Just need to chill and sort things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, 15/07 chalet is up. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-987159959347379378?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/987159959347379378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=987159959347379378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/987159959347379378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/987159959347379378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/emo-ness.html' title='Emo-ness'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5499373868380380141</id><published>2007-11-03T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:19:29.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Issues'/><title type='text'>Bastards bullying Singapore senior citizen</title><content type='html'>You've got to watch this if you have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;About this incident: The 3 British assholes in the video probably weigh 200 kgs combined and they want a 67-year old man to ferry them on his human-powered trishaw. Throughout the ride, they were mocking him openly. When they decided they have made enough fun of the poor man, they pretended to have no money to pay for the SGD$10 ride and made the man follow them around like a beggar. The video clip ends abruptly but in an interview with "The Newpaper", the senior gentleman revealed that they left in the cab without paying.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those guys are really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;assholes&lt;/span&gt;!!! They are downright despicable. Fancy bullying an old man. At 1st, they had an account on YouTube under the name of Bo Davis. And they named the video as "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The slowest taxi in South East Asia&lt;/span&gt;" and commented "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This guy was hilarious&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are freaking bastards man. I means, it is a trishaw and it is meant to be slow. Like even in the past, we made use of them and they are like pretty slow. Trishaw riding is just an experience to feel what it was like for people in the past. And it also allows you to enjoy the sceneries as you go along. Plus, what can you expect from a person on a bike. What's more, an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLD MAN&lt;/span&gt; of almost 70 with 3 heavy arses men weighing altogether almost 200kg? If they wanted speed, go grab a cab, can't they use their brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"On comments that his group had bullied Mr Lee, Mr Davis said: 'Looking back, I think we were insensitive. But bullies, no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;NOT BULLIES?&lt;/span&gt; Yarr, if they made fun of him BUT paid him, I would consider them insensitive. But now, they made fun of him, and didn't pay him. Now that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BULLYING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is a freaking 10 dollars and they have the cheek to not pay the poor man? You guy can visit &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/B0Davis"&gt;http://youtube.com/user/B0Davis&lt;/a&gt; and tell him how much you hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, there are people who appreciate the old man's hard work and enjoy the trip of the trishaw. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sallyanderson/2935225/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/sallyanderson/2935225/&lt;/a&gt;. T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;here is still humanity in the world.&lt;/span&gt; I feel so happy to read her comments about the old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, while the 3 british guys are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;real assholes&lt;/span&gt;, we should not condemn all the British. There are just some black sheep in the herd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bastard #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/1807314442_d103dfb28c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/1807314442_d103dfb28c_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2168/1806465685_65fef937bc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2168/1806465685_65fef937bc_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/1806465881_0ad7b7db95_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/1806465881_0ad7b7db95_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember their ugly faces, they ought to be put to shame! Those freaking bastards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5499373868380380141?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5499373868380380141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5499373868380380141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5499373868380380141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5499373868380380141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/bastards-bullying-singapore-senior.html' title='Bastards bullying Singapore senior citizen'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-8902000387983269294</id><published>2007-11-02T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:14:57.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>PROJECT WORK IS HISTORY !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HURRAY !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's tear up our papers and burn our script. Delete all the files from our hard disk and run free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROJECT WORK IS FINALLY OVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm very tired and all I want is to just sleep. I fell asleep on the bus and almost over shot my stop. Thank god my friend's mum was on the same bus and she realised that I have not gotten off and went back up to get me. THANKS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yaw Khong&lt;/span&gt; this morning when I was going to school. He took a cab cause he said he was going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on my way back home, I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eliza &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AHEM!&lt;/span&gt;) They were heading to parkway, which I just head back from. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad to see old friends again. Hopefully we can meet up this holidays. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to sleep! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-8902000387983269294?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8902000387983269294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=8902000387983269294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8902000387983269294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8902000387983269294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/project-work-is-history.html' title='PROJECT WORK IS HISTORY !!!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-8227521513304974843</id><published>2007-11-01T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:33:28.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sorry Blame it on Me</title><content type='html'>I'm still in love with this song. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorry Blame it on Me&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Akon&lt;/span&gt;. I always felt that it was that it was really sad and full of emotions, but I never knew that Akon was telling his own sorry. Yes I am really slow. The song is just wonderful. After knowing the truth, I heard it one more time, and realise how meaningful the song is, and for the first time despite hearing this song so many times, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cried&lt;/span&gt;. Every one should love this song. It's just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;As life goes on I'm starting to learn more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and more about responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I realize everything I do is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;affecting the people around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;So I want to take this time out to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;apologize for things I have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And things that have not occurred yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And the things they don't want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;to take responsibility for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the times I left you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I was on the road and you were alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the times that I had to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the fact that I did not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;That you were sitting home just wishing we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Could go back to when it was just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the times I would neglect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the times I disrespect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the wrong things that I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry I'm not always there for my son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the fact that I'm not aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;That you can't sleep at night when I am not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Because I am in the streets like everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sorry for the things that I did not say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Like how you are the best thing in my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And how I'm so proud to call you my girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;[ Bridge ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I understand that there are some problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And I am not too blind to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;All the pain you kept inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Even though you might not show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;If I can apologize for being wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Then it's just a shame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'll be the reason for your pain and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;you could put the blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;You could put the blame on me [ 4x ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Said you could put the blame on me [ 3x ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;You could put the blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sorry for the things that he put you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And all the times you didn't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sorry that you had to go and sell those packs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Just trying to stay busy till you heard from Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And you would rather be home with all your kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;As one big family with love and bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And even though Pops treated us like kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;He got a second wife and you didn't agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;He got up and left you there all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that you had to do it on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that I went and added to your grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that your son was once a thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that I grew up way too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I wish I would've listened and not be so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that your life turned out this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that the FEDS came and took me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;[ Bridge ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that it took so long to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;They were dead wrong trying to put it on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry that it took so long to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;But I was on tour with Gwen Stefani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for the hand that she was dealt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;For the embarrassment that she felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Just a little young girl trying to have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Her daddy should never let her out that young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry for Club Zen getting shut down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I hope they manage better next time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;How was I to know she was underage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;In a 21 and older club they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Why doesn't anybody wanna take blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Verizon backed out disgracing my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm just a singer trying to entertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Because I love my fans I'll take that blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Even though the blame's on you [ 3x ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'll take that blame from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And you could put that blame on me [ 2x ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;You could put that blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And you could put that blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just make me feel that he is so "WEI DA" to take up all the blame and put in on himself. Really nice song. I shall post it on my music blog soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-8227521513304974843?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8227521513304974843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=8227521513304974843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8227521513304974843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8227521513304974843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry-blame-it-on-me.html' title='Sorry Blame it on Me'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2597385975199502604</id><published>2007-10-31T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:30:09.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to this song. Yes it is an old song, but I just heard it over the radio and remembered it. And now I keep hearing it over and over again. It's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; ANGEL&lt;/span&gt; by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;SHAGGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps I will feature him next on my music blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;advertorial&lt;/span&gt; for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MUSIC BLOG&lt;/span&gt;. Do visit it! I enjoy blogging there quite a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Day by day, you are becoming less significant to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2597385975199502604?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2597385975199502604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2597385975199502604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2597385975199502604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2597385975199502604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-angel.html' title='My Angel'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-3791505587949705004</id><published>2007-10-31T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:28:59.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Fairytales don't exist</title><content type='html'>I finally watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Secret&lt;/span&gt; today. Yes, you can call me slow, but I do not fancy Jay Chou so I did not bothered to specially make a trip down to the cinema to catch the movie. Well, after watching the movie, I'm glad I didn't make that trip down. Though I really want to thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt; for lending the VCD to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was slow and pretty bland. I only liked the music, which was lovely. The only scene I fancied was the ending as it successfully made me cry twice. I cried once when I watched it, and I lend it to my brother to catch it, and I cried as I watch the movie the 2nd time with him. What a crybaby I am. At least that scene was good enough with the expressions and emotion, plus the music to touch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story just reminds of my reality and how happy endings do not exist in real life. Neither do fairytale loves story exist. Movies just portray the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;lovey dovey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; side of love while hiding the more serious and practical side of love. It is just so amazing that Sock Ching, Ben and I were talking about this issue over lunch and I watched the movie with sort of the same topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it is due to such movies, that we all idealize love and romance and expect a lot from relationship. Yes, as quoted from Sock Ching, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;courtship is sweet&lt;/span&gt;" but when it comes to going steady, commitment is involved and it's a whole different thing. Sock Ching and I have the same mindset. We shall not get married until we find the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;RIGHT &lt;/span&gt;guy. Haha, however find the "right" guy isn't easy. So we shall wait and see if the right guy pops by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much random talks about the issue of relationships today. And a few of my friends suffered set backs in their relationships. Hopefully things will sort out for them. (: Anyway, it's not the end of the world. You still have friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, after Friday I shall have my freedom! (:&lt;br /&gt;Say bye bye to Oral Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;junying ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-3791505587949705004?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3791505587949705004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=3791505587949705004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3791505587949705004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3791505587949705004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/fairytales-dont-exist.html' title='Fairytales don&apos;t exist'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7879473909299541074</id><published>2007-10-31T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:27:35.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Headthrob</title><content type='html'>Damn! I'm having a throbbing head. All of a sudden my head hurts like mad and I just can't seem to focus on my PW. So I can't do my PW. Hence I decided to give up and take a rest. I'll continue tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having bad signs lately. Insomnia on Sunday night. Twitching eye lid on Monday Night. Now a throbbing head. Hopefully this doesn't mean the end of the world or something. May I get better soon. I shall go sleep and listen to the crappy Muttons @ Midnight at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog again soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;junying ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7879473909299541074?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7879473909299541074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7879473909299541074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7879473909299541074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7879473909299541074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/headthrob.html' title='Headthrob'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2484557548519431870</id><published>2007-10-30T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:26:56.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>A new blog.&lt;br /&gt;A new and simple design.&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;But, the same old me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; but there is still A levels Project Work. My oral presentation is on Friday and after that, it's all over! Finally, I will have peace. Well apart from holiday assignments and a chemistry test that will be greeting the year 2s batch 2008 at the start of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been fine. People around me change. I also slowly change. Things around me also changes. Everything is having a constant change. Sometimes it's for the good, sometimes it's for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a friend where I don't know how to talk to anymore. Sometimes I feel that I'm invisible around that friend. In fact I think many other people feel the same way as I do. I can't stand the sight of certain things, but I guess I have no right to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I look back at things that happen and wonder why did all of them go to. Sometimes I look back at people, and wonder why they have change. Sometimes I look back at friends, and wonder what happened to our friendship. Things change. It is inevitable, but I can't help but to wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note of all these dense and complicated issues, I can't wait for 15/07's CHALET !!! Then we can all play mahjong the night through! Monday, at Cera's house, there was a mahjong session with random people. It was fun, but slow due to Edwin. It was really funny to play with Edwin. Cause he, being Indonesian, cannot read the Chinese characters. So he will take the tiles up to flash to the whole world to ask "What is this?". Now the whole table knows what he has. Really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! Let's grab some food and drinks and party the night away. It's just next week, but it seems like a long time away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I have to log off due to a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wonderful&lt;/span&gt; thing called Project Work. Guess I won't be able to sleep tonight. Damn PW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;junying ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2484557548519431870?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2484557548519431870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2484557548519431870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2484557548519431870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2484557548519431870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7544109976132780954</id><published>2007-10-21T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:31:29.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Dumbledore is a bit too happy!</title><content type='html'>Guess what I found out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dumbledore is GAY !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this link ---&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2007/10/20/dumbledore-gay/"&gt;Dumbledore is Gay!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this really amusing. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7544109976132780954?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7544109976132780954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7544109976132780954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7544109976132780954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7544109976132780954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/dumbledore-is-bit-too-happy.html' title='Dumbledore is a bit too happy!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1248758032674808920</id><published>2007-10-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:33:11.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>WR = We Relax!!!</title><content type='html'>The Written Report is finally done and passed up. (:&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE WRITTEN REPORT !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;But there is still oral presentation.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Project Work !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what? I woke up at 3pm today. I must be really tired from all the hustle yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I went home from Ben's house and took a bath, I was suppose to continue doing work, but I fell asleep. Only woke up the next morning to go to Ben's house at around 8 to continue to do our Written Report. We are still fighting for the War. Then the clock ticked closer and closer to 10, and 11, and then 12. We were both stressed out about how we are going to print and the word count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this scene, I'm at the computer editing and Ben is at his drum set playing away. So I was working with the drum beats pushing me on. Kind of like a scene only in television, with the drum beats as the time ticking away. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the WR was done, we rushed to my house to do the printing. It was so much more relaxing at home. Even Ben feels the same way. We had lunch before heading to pick Ellyn and Sockching from school to Katong for the binding. And in my dad's cab, we realise that we haven't burn the CD !!! OMG! So after the binding, we headed back to my home to do the burning of the CD. After that we headed back to school to hand in our Written Report. It was 5 minutes before 3. Lucky for us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I only went to school for a few minutes. Max was only 3o minutes before we headed to Aishah's house for Raya visiting. (: had quite a fun time at Aishah's. Photos are with Yuhui. Will wait for her to upload them on her blog or I'll ask her to send them to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Filza as White Sands that day. (: So happy.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Yaw Khong at the Tanah Merah Mrt Station Bus Stop. (: Chat with him all the way till the bus came until we reach our home area. He really changed quite a lot. No longer the same as when he was in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw so many old friends (:&lt;br /&gt;So happy. But today I got some news about a certain friend. I was quite shocked about the News, and I don't really know what I should react to it. =( I think all I can do is just pray for her and wish her all the best. She will survive through it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have PW meeting tomorrow for our Oral Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I hate PW, can I not go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1248758032674808920?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1248758032674808920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1248758032674808920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1248758032674808920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1248758032674808920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/wr-we-relax.html' title='WR = We Relax!!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7017580423932451406</id><published>2007-10-19T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:34:33.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><title type='text'>Damn WR !!!</title><content type='html'>I'm still at Ben's house. (and I didn't change the time, seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's left with just me and him. It's like a WAR. Our soldiers are dying off one by one. The next one will be me. Or maybe it's him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: God, send help from above!&lt;br /&gt;Me: zZzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm the one that is going to be gone soon. Ben still holds on to hope. Maybe he'll see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you might be asking, if I'm suppose to do PW, why am I here blogging. Cause if Ben doesn't finish his part, I can't make use of his part to  do the part that I am supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's like a chain reaction. One thing leads to another. One thing can only occur with another. It is a team effort (though it's left with only 2 of us), but well, I suppose you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might leave his house at 1am and continue to do my work at home. Stupid PW. Damn Mr. W. He doesn't even notice the main focus, but he picks on the minor points. Wait! He doesn't even know the task requirements for Project Task 2, which happens to be the task my group (and 2 other groups in my class) is (are) doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Mr. Ng, our civics tutor, we are able to realise our mistake ONE DAY, one blardy day before the submission date. Well, now it's in fact the day of the submission. I doubt I'll get any sleep tonight. Damn Mr. W. Damn it damn it damn it. We are so screwed up. It's a 2 man show. Or rather 1 man 1 woman show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for Ben's part of the Written Report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what do i mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7017580423932451406?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7017580423932451406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7017580423932451406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7017580423932451406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7017580423932451406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/damn-wr.html' title='Damn WR !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-8179239155875712225</id><published>2007-10-18T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:35:34.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahhs'/><title type='text'>ROARS !!!</title><content type='html'>I'm at Ben's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be doing Project Work, but I decided to say HI (:&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? His parents aren't home. And it's 2 girls with 1 guy. But we are doing work. Haha. And Ben has ******** so don't think otherwise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE PW BIG TIME !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE MR WALKER&lt;br /&gt;EVEN BIGGER THAN BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about that later. Now I shall do PW (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (: are for positive mindset. What Ben encourages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSITIVE MINDSET !!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-8179239155875712225?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8179239155875712225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=8179239155875712225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8179239155875712225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8179239155875712225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/roars.html' title='ROARS !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-493641818796269889</id><published>2007-10-16T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:43:20.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Rain; A friend, a foe</title><content type='html'>I love the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ41y7et-I/AAAAAAAABbw/QQEeJKGGZxw/s1600-h/Rain_by_TheTragicTruth_Of_Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ41y7et-I/AAAAAAAABbw/QQEeJKGGZxw/s320/Rain_by_TheTragicTruth_Of_Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130788372337309666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, too much rain makes me sad. Too much sun also makes me moody. Ironic isn't it? The rain is worse when you are all ready to go out and it pours heavily. Or when you are already out and it rains making you all wet. This happened to me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ5Pi7euBI/AAAAAAAABcI/j5LfjHDczGM/s1600-h/Black_rain_by_hres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ5Pi7euBI/AAAAAAAABcI/j5LfjHDczGM/s320/Black_rain_by_hres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130788814718941202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all ready and I went out of my house and it rained. I had to brave through the storm with a plastic umbrella with the wind blowing in all directions. Other than my face, the other parts of me turned wet. I hate that. Imagine this, you had a clean bath and you feel refreshed plus your nice hair and it rains, making you feel dirty all over again, your wet hair also spoils your mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ5dy7euCI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Og55xSsTb9o/s1600-h/damn_this_rain_by_mineylloyd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ5dy7euCI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Og55xSsTb9o/s320/damn_this_rain_by_mineylloyd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130789059532077090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rain, but sometimes I hate the rain too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-493641818796269889?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/493641818796269889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=493641818796269889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/493641818796269889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/493641818796269889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/rain-friend-foe.html' title='The Rain; A friend, a foe'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RzQ41y7et-I/AAAAAAAABbw/QQEeJKGGZxw/s72-c/Rain_by_TheTragicTruth_Of_Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2547389716679711932</id><published>2007-10-16T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:44:43.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>RATA-TOU-ILLE</title><content type='html'>Today is a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Delia, Cera, Edwin and Yuhui today. (: Spotlight-ed with Delia. Ratatouille-ed with Delia Cera and Edwin. Dinned with Delia Cera Edwin and Yuhui. Walked around with Delia Cera Yuhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight burnt a hole in my pocket. And I'm officially unlucky with things bought from there. I lost a pair of butterflies decoration which cost me $2.99 and I lost my blue cobweb paper that cost me $1.25. And I spent a total of $12.40 there. Just on buying 6 sheets of paper, one roll of ribbon and a pair of butterflies. It's so expensive! But for the sake of my teachers, I suppose it is worth it (: Though the lost items are really bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratatouille was a great show. Now I want to buy some cheese and strawberries and eat. Just like Remy did (: Yummy! Yes, I know I'm a bit slow. Ratatouille was out ages ago and I only watched it NOW. Like who cares. A whole half a cinema of people were also there watching with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school tomorrow. It's 2am already and I am still not in bed. I dreadfully want to be in bed fast asleep, but I still have work to do. Though I still don't wish to go to school tomorrow. If I can finish up my work, I most probably will go to school. Though I still don't want to go to school. My brains tell me go, but my heart tells me no. So, should I listen to my heart? Or should I listen to my brain? Of course I want to follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T WANT TO GO SCHOOL !!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was a great day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let me forget about u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2547389716679711932?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2547389716679711932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2547389716679711932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2547389716679711932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2547389716679711932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/rata-tou-ille.html' title='RATA-TOU-ILLE'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-9210002708581974518</id><published>2007-10-14T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:48:15.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>I.AM.BORED</title><content type='html'>Homed today. Homed = Nothing to do = Boring. Plus now my MSN is screwing up on me. I don't even know why it's so screwed. I think it has to do with my Internet connection. However my Mozilla seems to be working fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending a lot of money lately. Yesterday went to watch Lust Caution with Jane dearest. Tomorrow I'll be out watching Ratatouille with a few of my CG 15/07 mates. Initially I just wanted to go to spotlight with Delia to grab some materials to make thank you cards for certain teachers. After deciding to head to Plaza Sing's spotlight, Delia suggested catching a movie. 2 movies in 3 days. My money is flying away. Plus it is just mid of the month. I seriously need to save up on school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I haven't been out with Delia and gang before. So tomorrow will be sort of a mini class outing, with a small portion of the class which I have not gone out with. Then again, I haven't gone out with many people in class, unless Project Work counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of project work. Have I ever mention how horrible PW? It totally sucks student's life. We fret about our WR, our I&amp;amp;R and OP at the same time. What the hell is this? Totally ridiculous, but we have to do it. This sucks, but as students of the Singapore education system, we have no choice but to accept it as it is being smacked into our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about. Just can't wait for outing tomorrow. Though I'm pained at the thought of my money flying away just like this. I shall only bring a limited amount of 30 bucks out tomorrow. Okay, I doubt I'll survive with that amount of money considering the fact that I still need to buy the materials for the cards. I'll bring my camera along and snap more photos. I love CG 15/07. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a joke I want to share. Disclaimer, I do not own it. I found it on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.jokediary.com"&gt;www.jokediary.com&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Element Name: WOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbol: WO&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Weight: (don't even go there!)&lt;br /&gt;Physical Properties: Generally round in form. Boils at nothing and may freeze any time. Melts whenever treated properly. Very bitter if not used well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemical properties:&lt;br /&gt;Very active. Highly unstable. Possesses strong affinity to gold,silver, platinum, and precious stones. Violent when left alone. Able to absorb great amounts of exotic food. Turns slightly green when placed next to a better specimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usage: Highly ornamental. An extremely good catalyst for dispersion of wealth. Probably the most powerful income reducing agent known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: Highly explosive in inexperienced hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Element Name: MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbol: XY&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Weight: (180 +/-50)&lt;br /&gt;Physical properties: Solid at room temperature,but gets bent out of shape easily. Fairly dense and sometimes flaky. Difficult to find a pure sample. Due to rust, aging samples are unable to conduct electricity as easily as young samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemical properties:&lt;br /&gt;Attempts to bond with WO any chance it can get. Also tends to form strong bonds with itself. Becomes explosive when mixed with Kd Element:Child) for&lt;br /&gt;prolonged period of time. Neutralize by saturating with alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usage: None known.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly good methane source. Good samples are able to produce large quantities on command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Caution: In the absence of WO, this element rapidly decomposes and begins to smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;u went out with her ytd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;was it after u asked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;or did you ask her before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;you're not worth wasting my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-9210002708581974518?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9210002708581974518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=9210002708581974518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/9210002708581974518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/9210002708581974518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/iambored_14.html' title='I.AM.BORED'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-449145792495367340</id><published>2007-10-14T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:50:05.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Blogging SPREEEE !!!</title><content type='html'>When I'm in the mood, I just can't be stopped. Now I feel the urge to say what Jim Carrey says in the movie The Mask. I just feel like saying, "Somebody stop me." Okay, that was lame. The blogging monster in me is set off so I decided I should blog as much as I can before the monster decides to hibernate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of spree, I want to go on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHOPPING SPREE&lt;/span&gt;!!! My closet seriously needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;renovations&lt;/span&gt;. Not the literal term of renovations, but you get what I mean. I need new clothes. After reading Jane's post of having a lot of black clothes, I realise that I too, have a lot of black clothes. Plus I'm in love with black eyeliner and dark eye shadow. But of course it ain't stopping me from buying more black clothes. I like black clothes, but I think I need to get other colour clothes which I have in mind are navy, dark green (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;certain kind&lt;/span&gt;), maroon, purple. I don't intend to jump to pink or yellow or orange yet. It's too much a contrast to my normal black. Though normal tee shirts would be fine. Though I still don't fancy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the way a certain person look doesn't depend on what other thinks of that person. Perhaps it doesn't even matter what you wear. It matters only of what you think of yourself. A confident person always looks the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whether you are fat, thin, or perfect. It's confidence that matter. Let's have examples from fat thin to perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, America Ferrera isn't exactly fat, just on the plumper side compared to other stars like Paris Hilton, Jessica Alba, Lindsay Lohan and blah blah blah. But she is still wonderfully sexy. See photo below. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eur.yimg.com/i/xp/premier_photo/4/4cc75b1a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://eur.yimg.com/i/xp/premier_photo/4/4cc75b1a10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I agree that Keira Knightley is horrible and dangerously thin. But you can't deny that she looks sexy in the picture below. Of course there are times that she dress so badly that her stick figure makes her look so ugly. But most of the time, she is quite sexy. And it's not as if she can help it. She isn't the girl who starve herself to be this thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mi6.co.uk/livenews/images/keira_knightley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mi6.co.uk/livenews/images/keira_knightley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course one of the most sexiest lady, Beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://naanoo.com/bilder/beyonce3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://naanoo.com/bilder/beyonce3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, what makes all 3 of them so sexy. It's the burning confidence they have. So it doesn't really matter whether you are fat, slightly plump, average, sexy, thin, figure-less, or whatever you are. It's confidence that matters the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder why when someone passes you, and even though she / he isn't that good looking, you will still find them really hot? It is due to the confidence they have inside them. I guess some of you don't agree, but I feel this way, and this is well, MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, confidence is good. But I suppose too much harms your ego, and it isn't good. Have confidence, but don't be egoistic. We should all be proud of how you look. Though I'm not exactly there yet. I'm working my way up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, people with negative comments on looks are immature because they are superficial. They are immature because they judge people based on looks. I suppose it is due to their huge ego thinking that they are perfect and everyone else who don't look like them are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging people by looks is superficial. One should judge someone by their personality. And to know a person's personality, you need to know the person and spend time with the person. Not just see the person, and hear things about the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person's ugly is another's beauty. Like how one's rubbish can be another's gem. Some people may think a person has great personality, but another may think that person is just horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect. So I'm trying to stop judging people, though I like to complain about certain things about people. However I'm trying my best to accept them for who they are. Confession on my blog, I don't wish to hide this. Yes, I used not like this girl in my class cause of certain things she done. But over time, she changed for the better, and even though she has certain characteristic that I can't really stand, I'm accepting her more. I used to not want to be hypocritical so I just ignored people I don't like. Now there is another girl in my class which I can't stand her actions. But I am still her friend. After all, friends accept each other's flaw. They accept each other for who they are. They will know each other's flaw, but they accept them, that's why they are friends. I know I'm not perfect, and neither am I trying to be perfect. I'm just trying to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting flamers for this post. Haha. But i'm not intending to reply anyone. Please do leave a name if you intend to flame. I promise I will try not to condemn you. But I will definitely not  murder you, nor will I harm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaked out by anonymous people who read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Jane feels the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;So leave a tag if you do pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask me why I blog so many times a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I already said, I just feel like blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must make use of my good mood, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before my good mood run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-449145792495367340?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/449145792495367340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=449145792495367340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/449145792495367340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/449145792495367340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogging-spreeee.html' title='Blogging SPREEEE !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1354770566662478072</id><published>2007-10-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:51:01.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>JA-NE !!! =D</title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful new day. Exactly 12 midnight. Ok yes I edited the time, but who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since it's already 12&lt;/span&gt;) seemed to be a long day. Well, long fun and interesting one for me. But apparently boring and long one for someone else who spend the day sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt; at the ticketing booth since she was late. I was late too, but she was later. Bought the tickets for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lust Caution&lt;/span&gt; before heading to Wisma's Starbucks to catch up over a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;! Information overload! So many&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; new scandals&lt;/span&gt; in TPJC and one interesting and surprising couple. Took me a while to accept that fact. But I also got to find out a sad news. However I'm exposing it here. It just ain't meant to be announce to the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Jane sort of made me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; regret&lt;/span&gt; leaving TPJC. Though I know a large part of me will regret if I stayed on. TPJC is a place of fun with all my friends and good memories. I miss PAE A06. I felt sort of distant from Jane. Things are no longer the same. I really miss Jane, Liyi, Alfie, Eliza, Joan, Chang, and Nic. Well I miss them more compared to the others cause they are in my class and I spent more time with them. But I do miss a lot of other people. I really wonder what it would have been if I didn't leave TPJC. Of course I know that will never happen, but I can wonder right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if I didn't leave TPJC for TJ, I won't be able to meet my lovely class of 15/07. with the lovely Gernaine,  wonderful Ellyn, hilarious Ben, fun loving Delia, adorable Yu Bing, cute Cera, joyful Aishah, hyper Chun Han, cheerful Nan Xiao, funny Qi Te, darling Sock Ching, Blur and slow Edwin Aixue, Yu Hui ... and yes, I'm running out of words to describe. But apparently the rest of the class too. I won't get to know Miss Li, nor Mrs Cheong nor Miss Woodford. I won't get into trouble of seeing Mr Tong twice. I won't be having a different kind of fun as compared to TPJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess human are just greedy. We want everything. But in this world, we have to sacrifice to gain another. We cannot possess everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lust Caution was okay. Go watch it if you want to know anything. I won't spoil anybodies' fun by writing any spoilers for you guys. Overall, quite lovely. At least I don't think I have wasted my $9.50 today. It ain't like certain shows that ain't even worth the usual $7.50. It is only worth watching on TV. I won't ask everyone to go watch it cause I know certain people won't enjoy it. Of course some may choose to watch it because of Wang Lee Hom. Or the pretty actress. But I suppose it is quite a worthy movie to catch. (: Go the the cinema near you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obviously if you are looking forward to watching steaming sex scenes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FORGET IT&lt;/span&gt;! Due to Singapore censorship and ratings, they were cut out. If you really want to watch them, wait till the VCD comes out and buy it. Provided the scenes are not cut or. Another alternative is flying overseas to buy the uncut version or watching it there. Perhaps a drive to Malaysia will do? And I'm not promoting piracy. So no downloading, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if you get caught&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that there is a Horrorthorn at GV. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See below for details&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like going but it's a bad date and I doubt anybody would want to go catch it with me. And not forgetting that it is 3 horror movies in a row. Plus, I have no idea if my mum allows me to catch 3 horror movies at such a timing. I think she'll be afraid that I'll freak myself out and be so freaked out to come home at a timing of 1.30am. haha. Though, I still want to catch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="65%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top" width="22%"&gt;Date: &lt;/td&gt;                                         &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top" width="78%"&gt;Sat, 27 Oct 07 &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr&gt;                                     &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;Venue:&lt;/td&gt;                                         &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;GV Plaza Singapura &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr&gt;                                     &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;Time:&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;7 pm - &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_7506.jsp" class="textlink"&gt;Halloween&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                9.05 pm - Break&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                                9.20 pm -  &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_7523.jsp" class="textlink"&gt;Whisper&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;/a&gt;            11.15 pm - Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     11.30 pm - &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_4096.jsp" class="textlink"&gt;The Last Breath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1.30 am - End of Horrorthon &lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr&gt;                                     &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;Ticket Price: &lt;/td&gt;                                         &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="synopsis" bgcolor="#594f2f" valign="top"&gt;$36 per ticket (inclusive of limited relief scare pills &amp;amp; free flow of popcorn and drinks)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Today was lovely, today was great, but I wonder when will I be able to meet Jane again. She said after OP, but then I'll have my SLC. So I suppose it will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;you asked me out today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but i wonder i'm the which person you asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;am i the first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;will i be the first on the list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1354770566662478072?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1354770566662478072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1354770566662478072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1354770566662478072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1354770566662478072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/ja-ne-d.html' title='JA-NE !!! =D'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-4872984127559441731</id><published>2007-10-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:52:40.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher'/><title type='text'>Chemist-LI !!!</title><content type='html'>Miss Li Xuan Jun's birthday celebration photographs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know they are more than a month overdue. Just to let you guys know, Miss Li's birthday is on the 19 Sept, so remember to buy her presents next year. So here's her birthday pictures.  Miss Li is the greatest teacher! She helped me made my chem grade jump 32 marks. From a 22 to a 54. (: This is thanks to her willingness to stay back after school to help me clear my doubts and all the 2 period Friday remedial she fork out the time to give us. She is a wonderful and dedicated teacher. I really want her to be my tutor next year, I hope she will follow up, and I won't change class due to my change in subject combination. Miss Li is great (: (of course the other teachers are great too, well some, but since this post is on her birthday pictures, I decided to say some things about her too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDqhCEYsXI/AAAAAAAABNo/XtNXOFqmvtc/s1600-h/P1060518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDqhCEYsXI/AAAAAAAABNo/XtNXOFqmvtc/s320/P1060518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120850629532103026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Li's birthday cake. Look like a wedding cake right? And Gernaine thought of the message on it. Creative right? Don't copy, you need to pay Gernaine copyright fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDqKSEYsWI/AAAAAAAABNg/vH0ESSJoj6k/s1600-h/P1060519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDqKSEYsWI/AAAAAAAABNg/vH0ESSJoj6k/s320/P1060519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120850238690079074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gernaine's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDp1yEYsVI/AAAAAAAABNY/Q7SEo-atPGs/s1600-h/P1060520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDp1yEYsVI/AAAAAAAABNY/Q7SEo-atPGs/s320/P1060520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120849886502760786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Li blowing the flame off the candle. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpsyEYsUI/AAAAAAAABNQ/21KgZFczbEA/s1600-h/P1060521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpsyEYsUI/AAAAAAAABNQ/21KgZFczbEA/s320/P1060521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120849731883938114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Li cutting the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpgCEYsTI/AAAAAAAABNI/nwzE_IwxsR0/s1600-h/P1060523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpgCEYsTI/AAAAAAAABNI/nwzE_IwxsR0/s320/P1060523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120849512840606002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Li eating the cake. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpLyEYsSI/AAAAAAAABNA/ORiciv5rHUA/s1600-h/P1060525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDpLyEYsSI/AAAAAAAABNA/ORiciv5rHUA/s320/P1060525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120849164948255010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDo6yEYsRI/AAAAAAAABM4/DlPinEm8lZs/s1600-h/P1060528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDo6yEYsRI/AAAAAAAABM4/DlPinEm8lZs/s320/P1060528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120848872890478866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gernaine Loves Miss Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDm-yEYsPI/AAAAAAAABMo/h5R6DHAXJQA/s1600-h/P1060530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDm-yEYsPI/AAAAAAAABMo/h5R6DHAXJQA/s320/P1060530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120846742586700018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Miss Li too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDlzSEYsOI/AAAAAAAABMg/7NI3innD6v8/s1600-h/P1060531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDlzSEYsOI/AAAAAAAABMg/7NI3innD6v8/s320/P1060531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120845445506576610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So does Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDlLSEYsMI/AAAAAAAABMQ/hODMh8fnKKc/s1600-h/P1060533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDlLSEYsMI/AAAAAAAABMQ/hODMh8fnKKc/s320/P1060533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120844758311809218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutting the cake into smaller pieces. Chun Han ate I think 5 pieces. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDk4SEYsKI/AAAAAAAABMA/WDkXi9FlJow/s1600-h/P1060535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDk4SEYsKI/AAAAAAAABMA/WDkXi9FlJow/s320/P1060535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120844431894294690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Miss Li (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkvCEYsJI/AAAAAAAABL4/X5V4eT03pT0/s1600-h/P1060536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkvCEYsJI/AAAAAAAABL4/X5V4eT03pT0/s320/P1060536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120844272980504722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our combine chem class. Well the other class I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkViEYsII/AAAAAAAABLw/-Rv3EvGzOcU/s1600-h/P1060537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkViEYsII/AAAAAAAABLw/-Rv3EvGzOcU/s320/P1060537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120843834893840514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone always have to spoil the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkNSEYsHI/AAAAAAAABLo/qKc60Phro64/s1600-h/P1060539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkNSEYsHI/AAAAAAAABLo/qKc60Phro64/s320/P1060539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120843693159919730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Miss Li, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkFCEYsGI/AAAAAAAABLg/-Qb12vPuD0E/s1600-h/P1060540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDkFCEYsGI/AAAAAAAABLg/-Qb12vPuD0E/s320/P1060540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120843551425998946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Li is SHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDicyEYsEI/AAAAAAAABLQ/MN_OPyO4J0U/s1600-h/P1060544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDicyEYsEI/AAAAAAAABLQ/MN_OPyO4J0U/s320/P1060544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120841760424636482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15/07 chem class. with an extra who spoils the pic... AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-4872984127559441731?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4872984127559441731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=4872984127559441731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4872984127559441731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4872984127559441731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/chemist-li.html' title='Chemist-LI !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RxDqhCEYsXI/AAAAAAAABNo/XtNXOFqmvtc/s72-c/P1060518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-886884371845879880</id><published>2007-10-13T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:55:54.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>USED and PROMOTED !!!</title><content type='html'>I'm back in the mood to blog! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY RAINED&lt;/span&gt; (Miss Woodford will be so happy too)!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;And maybe cause I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got PROMOTED&lt;/span&gt; !!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe cause I'm meeting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my darling JANE&lt;/span&gt; today !!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, but now, to clear up some things to my faithful readers. Firstly, I want to say thanks to "iknowyou" and "youknowme" (even though I have no idea who you guys are), Jane and Sockz for helping me at my tagboard against the irritating anonymous flamers. However, to clear things up, the reason why I wanted to close down my blog has nothing to do with those flamers. The reason why I intend to close down my blog is because I have no mood to blog. Yet, you can see that now I'm back cause my mood to blog is back. (: But, thanks anyway for standing up for me. To "iknowyou" and "youknowme", could you guys reveal to me who you are? If not on my tagboard, you can tell me personally. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to proper blogging. I know many of you are dying to know whether I promote or not. For the haters, hoping that I won't promote and suffer from depression. And for my friends, anxious and worried to find out if I promote. As for the rest, I know it doesn't really bother you, but it's good to know that I ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROMOTED !!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USED&lt;/span&gt; for my promo results. U for Maths, S for Physics, E for Literature and D for Chemistry. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USED&lt;/span&gt; (: I know it ain't good results, but who cares, at least I managed to promote. I promise I'll work really hard during the holidays and next year. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note, that I said holidays and not NOW&lt;/span&gt;) However, I have to drop one of my H2 to a H1. I have decided on Physics, though Mr Rajesh suggest that I drop my Literature. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bleahx&lt;/span&gt;) At least Miss Woodford came to advice me on the workload next year for Literature, but told me that to drop or not is up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gave me quite a headache considering everything, but eventually I have no intentions of dropping Lit. Even before I came into a JC, I was determined to take H2 Lit if I ever went to a JC, having no intentions of dropping it even if I score badly for it. And there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO WAY&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to change my mind. I'm one stubborn girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I have my OP 1st rehearsal. I went to school and spent my whole day editing the powerpoint slides and writing my script on the cue cards. Eventually, it went pretty smoothly though there was definitely much room for improvement. The next rehearsal will be on Friday, however my group decided to meet on Wed for our own self rehearsal (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;my project work group. They are just great people. I know we had our differences in the past, but I'm so glad we sort them out and now we're such a great group with great dynamics. Except for the fact that Ben's mind is always somewhere else. Or rather with someone else. xD Ok, i admit, meetings aren't always productive. What can you expect with 4 girls and one guy (who is usually not around)? Obviously we gossip. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of the week was devoted to PW. Quite pathetic right, but PW totally just rule our lives now. We fret about PW all day long. Having Written Report to be handing in next friday. OP rehearsal during the week and the following week. Plus our Insights and Reflections 1st draft to be handed in the following week. So much to do. And this isn't all, we still have normal lessons and tutorial to catch up with. So this equals to bad weeks. Of course not forgetting PDP prep for next year's QE and another event. Plus a Tourism Seminar (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;due to my PDP&lt;/span&gt;) on the 25 and 26 of this month. I'm just so looking forward to after the OP and after my Student Leadership Camp. Then I can totally enjoy my holidays (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet Fruit Cake yesterday to K at katong. But Kai Wen cancelled on us at the last minute. He didn't even sms me to apologise. It's been a long time since I saw them. Wonder how they have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm meeting up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JANE dearest&lt;/span&gt; today to catch up and catch Lust Caution. Yes, don't remind me of the cut scenes and how unworthy it is for my money especially it's one a weekend. Aw well, the time spent with Jane would be worth it (: I'm meeting her at 2 later. Can't wait. It's been months since we last met. I think the last time we saw each other was during our failed PAE A06 BBQ. There's so much for us to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm back in the mood of blogging. I'll be uploading the outdated photos soon. Of Miss Li's birthday celebrations. Plus some random photos of the day. And my outing with WJSC at Suki (: Oh, and I think my birthday photos are not up yet. So it will most likely be photo explosion the next time I blog. Hopefully the sun won't come up and make me moody again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still going to change my blog address and blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still brainstorming for ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT just sms me a totally random sms. haha. Ok that's was totally random. Well, that's the purpose isn't it. If you get what I mean about the random sms and the totally random. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i haven't seen u in ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i don't miss u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or do i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-886884371845879880?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/886884371845879880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=886884371845879880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/886884371845879880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/886884371845879880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/used-and-promoted.html' title='USED and PROMOTED !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2551068525549531689</id><published>2007-10-06T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:59:35.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Double Meanings</title><content type='html'>i realise that there are a few random people who read my blog. but then again, what is the point of knowing that they do read my blog. it makes no difference what i blog on it. but then again, i'm losing my mood to blog all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i'm also not in the mood to do much stuff. so i made up a list to what it may mean when i'm doing certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. if i stare are you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm actually stoning and not exactly looking at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. if i give one word answers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i don't want to talk to you / you irritate me / i'm not interested in what you are going to say / the things you say are so blah, i'm not in the mood to hear&lt;/span&gt; your rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. if i refuse to go out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not in the mood so get lost / i'm tired / i don't want to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. if i walk off alone without telling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't follow me, i may want to just spend time alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. if i'm hyper and happy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may just do it for the sake of it cause being moody tires me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#6. if i'm quiet in a  group conversation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't feel like talking / i'm really tired / i wish to be invisible / i want to leave asap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. when i say no / i don't feel like / i want to go home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i mean it don't ask a second time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose my horrible mood is due to the bad and hot weather. plus it is the time of the month, and i cannot go swimming. i want to go swimming, especially in such a hot weather. the water would be really good. i wanted to go swimming tmr morning before my pw meeting which is at 10am. but guess i can't now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess you notice no smilies in this post. cause i know smilies are just a facade. and they won't make me happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;you didn't reply my sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;not once, but twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i guess i'll give till Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;if i'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;then move on once and for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2551068525549531689?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2551068525549531689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2551068525549531689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2551068525549531689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2551068525549531689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/double-meanings.html' title='Double Meanings'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1757803097242210698</id><published>2007-10-02T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:02:31.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy'/><title type='text'>Freedom, at least for now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROMOS ARE OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine haunted me with that question for after physics paper on monday for i think 4 - 5 times? haha. but yarr, promos are over. like omg! it's over. xD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate the physics paper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna fail physics. ok not again. i thought it would dramatic to say "again". haha. but nopex, i passed during jct. with a 45%. but i doubt i can even reach 45% this time round. so no confident. x( i'll be so happy that i actually pass. ok no la. u know everyone will say that they will be happy that they passed. but that is never the case. even if you pass, u will feel disappointed about your marks (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esp if it is a low pass&lt;/span&gt;). and if you expect yourself to fail, and u really fail, you will not be unfeeling, but u will definitely feel a sense of disappointment even though u kind of expected it. haha. the weird thinking in the human mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with a COUPLE of friends after the physics paper, though i thought i was going to cry on the spot about the paper. i didn't even feel the same way for maths though i know i will score so badly. yes the same COUPLE of friends. felt so out of place most of the time. i should stop going out with COUPLE of friends. i did that last year, and this year too. i definitely need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with tingx, clem and sockz, plus a gay today. we went to marine parade suki to have high tea. (: shall post the pics once i feel less sianz to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching marine parade, i saw my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt; and his gf. haha. never expected to see him. but then again, i not so crazy over my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt; anymore. don't really think he is that cute anymore. esp after what he thought of my friend. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only gernaine and ben will know this&lt;/span&gt;) i guess i should stop calling him my eye candy anymore. haha. shall look out for another more eligible eye candy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went walking around while waiting for weiting and hk aka gay to reach. sockz clem and i were starving while waiting for those 2 slow pokes. suki high tea was a fun session, cause ... we were the only 5 people in suki!!! =D it almost seems like every time we meet up we will be at parkway. where all our memories are =D after op and slc, i think we will then visit orchard for shopping spree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the FOOD, we went to parkway to walk. but split up to clem and sockz, who when to play arcade, and weiting and i who went shopping. i bought a new shoe (: but it isn't RED, it was white. maybe i shall look out for a red shoe next time. we even tried on clothes, but we didn't buy any. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway weiting, the someone is the someone. xD but yarr i know, not worth it, your "me myself and i" more worth it haha.&lt;/span&gt;) eventually i also bought a lip balm (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cherry flavour&lt;/span&gt;) from The Face Shop. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then meet up to split up before meeting up to go lib. haha. long story. shall skip that part. even though we spend a short 3 hours together, it almost seem like a whole day. time together is so precious. hopefully we can meet up again. i suppose that will be after OP. stupid pw, stupid OP. stupid school. i dun want to go to school tmr. but i have tc meeting and pw meeting, which i have not designed the fliers. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my one day break from school. to be spent in school. i wanted to spend tmr reading the 6 books i borrowed from the lib. ok i know, bookworm right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial !!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEMASEK JUNIOR COLLEGE OPEN HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5TH OCTORBER 2007, FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2pm - 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportation Available: Bus 229, 38, 12, 31, 197, 196&lt;br /&gt;Nearest MRT Station: Bedok / Tanah Merah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From MRT: Bedok - Take bus 229 / 38 / 197 / 196 / 31 (preferably 38)&lt;br /&gt;From MRT: Tanah Merah - Take bus 38 / 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE THERE OR BE SQUARE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the feeling of wanting to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i don't really know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1757803097242210698?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1757803097242210698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1757803097242210698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1757803097242210698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1757803097242210698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/freedom-at-least-for-now.html' title='Freedom, at least for now!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5044889024868675067</id><published>2007-09-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:03:19.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>SHOES !!!</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOES !!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will be my 1st priority in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOP TILL DROP&lt;/span&gt; plan after promos. haha. yes, i intend to enjoy and burn a hole in my pocket after promos. and the top on my list is a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; sexy hot RED shoes&lt;/span&gt;. which specifically is a nice pumps with a glossy shine and slight heel (: i've been looking around for a while and i still cannot find one perfect one. i saw one white one, which looks very nice. but it isn't red. though if the heel was slightly higher, my heart would have melt and it will sit comfortably in my closet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6HOyEYr_I/AAAAAAAABKs/f1tiKjgpLL0/s1600-h/Fornarina+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6HOyEYr_I/AAAAAAAABKs/f1tiKjgpLL0/s320/Fornarina+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115674914767548402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fornarina $179&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this is something i have in mind. the gloss and shine and the shape. but the heel is not the kind i want. i want a thin heel and slightly higher (: once i set my eyes on the perfect one, i will definitely buy it, considering of course the price. this is too ex !!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a whole list of horribly designer and branded expensive, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L&lt;/span&gt; shoes !!! (: i just want to buy them all and own them. but i don't have the $$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6GCSEYr-I/AAAAAAAABKk/KYFIpOMyXVs/s1600-h/gucsho-174110or-p+446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6GCSEYr-I/AAAAAAAABKk/KYFIpOMyXVs/s320/gucsho-174110or-p+446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115673600507555810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gucci $446&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY !!! (: omg. MELTS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6FuiEYr9I/AAAAAAAABKc/8_ADB4PasKg/s1600-h/gucsho-1000p+503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6FuiEYr9I/AAAAAAAABKc/8_ADB4PasKg/s320/gucsho-1000p+503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115673261205139410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gucci $503&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! (: white and black. what a classic. but look at the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6FNCEYr7I/AAAAAAAABKM/gbxHNUWijDA/s1600-h/prasho-002-nerros+-+582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6FNCEYr7I/AAAAAAAABKM/gbxHNUWijDA/s320/prasho-002-nerros+-+582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672685679521714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prada $582&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6EiyEYr5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/QnUQ9wfcY9E/s1600-h/prasho-1f8739biancop+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6EiyEYr5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/QnUQ9wfcY9E/s320/prasho-1f8739biancop+359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115671959830048658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prada $359&lt;br /&gt;OMG! mary jane shoes !!! (: (: (: ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6DdCEYr3I/AAAAAAAABJs/JNc_7qYMYEg/s1600-h/miusho-5f5299-nerros-p+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 323px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6DdCEYr3I/AAAAAAAABJs/JNc_7qYMYEg/s320/miusho-5f5299-nerros-p+431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115670761534173042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miu miu, prada, milan $431&lt;br /&gt;if only it's RED and slightly elevated. it would be PURRRFECT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6DNSEYr2I/AAAAAAAABJk/ZkaVtgADA-E/s1600-h/miusho-02biap+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6DNSEYr2I/AAAAAAAABJk/ZkaVtgADA-E/s320/miusho-02biap+395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115670490951233378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miu miu, prada, milan $395&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GORGEOUS !!! (: WHITE!!! OMG!!! i'm a puddle. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CoiEYr0I/AAAAAAAABJU/JBsjfMalCVM/s1600-h/Leopoldo+Giordano+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CoiEYr0I/AAAAAAAABJU/JBsjfMalCVM/s320/Leopoldo+Giordano+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115669859591040834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leopoldo Giordano $323&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;simple plan, but elegant (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CQSEYrzI/AAAAAAAABJM/MRbWQEhQ4OY/s1600-h/Leopoldo+Giordano+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CQSEYrzI/AAAAAAAABJM/MRbWQEhQ4OY/s320/Leopoldo+Giordano+316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115669442979213106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leopoldo Giordano $316&lt;br /&gt;pretty elegant and (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CECEYryI/AAAAAAAABJE/eSvHvv_Kyao/s1600-h/Stuart+Weitzman+546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6CECEYryI/AAAAAAAABJE/eSvHvv_Kyao/s320/Stuart+Weitzman+546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115669232525815586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stuart Weitzman $546&lt;br /&gt;RED !!! (: HOT !!! HEELS !!! (: but too high i don't really fancy pointed tips. but still HOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6BkyEYruI/AAAAAAAABIs/nRjfLiC0o-4/s1600-h/valentino+899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6BkyEYruI/AAAAAAAABIs/nRjfLiC0o-4/s320/valentino+899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115668695654903522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valentino $899&lt;br /&gt;SWEEEEET !!!!! (: but look at the price. BUT SOOOOOO NICE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6BQCEYrtI/AAAAAAAABIk/YgJIn8cOii0/s1600-h/Casadei+,+Firenze+755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6BQCEYrtI/AAAAAAAABIk/YgJIn8cOii0/s320/Casadei+,+Firenze+755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115668339172617938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casadei, Firenze $755&lt;br /&gt;CUTE and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOTTEST&lt;/span&gt; of them ALL !!! (: i love this little black boot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT NEW SHOES NOW !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have 2 heels in my shoe closet. one from grad night that gives me blister and it is too fancy to be worn out. though i still fancy it alot. and the other is a nice black heel from charles and keith which is too high to be worn out especially if i go out my girlfriends, which usually end up with shopping. heels and shopping = disaster. i wore heels 4 times shopping, once even to the IT fair. and my feet hurt badly. haha. but it's pretty (: pretty shoes are worth the pain. but definitely not worth going shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would kill to have any of those shoes in my blog post. anyone wants to buy them for me? haha. they are just so pretty !!!! (: but if i buy one, i think my mum would not hesitate confiscating my atm card FOREVER. haha. maybe i'll compensate myself by buying 2 pairs of pretty shoes. that is if i can find 2 lovely pairs of shoes worth buying. i'm picky when it comes to bags, shoes, wallet and clothes. haha. shoes shoes shoes. (: i have very little shoes in my closet. i need more. but my mum's gonna complain for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need clothes too!!! hols are coming, and it means OUTINGS !!! so i need clothes to wear and shoes to match the clothes. though my clothes are mostly black, so a hot red pair of shoes would be really lovely (: haha. maybe i should get hot red lipstick too. haha. it would be freaky. haha. i was joking about the lipstick part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall be a spoilsport and think about my physics paper on monday. amazingly i managed to understand gravitation, with i have no understand it since like forever. haha. i am a genius. xD i am left with memorising definitions and more practice. though i'm still stuck with superposition. haven't got to terms with diffration grating. xD tmr will be a fruitful day of studying. and dreaming about pretty shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about dreams, i dreamt about chem and maths last night, during my 17 - 18 hours of sleep. yes i slept from around 6 plus 7pm till the next day 12pm. haha. my mum even wonder if sleeping so much is possible. but i proved it. haha (: ok back to my dreams, i dreamt about solving maths and chem questions. which seems like totally the wrong way of solving. or maybe they are correct. if that's the case, i have a genius brain at work when i'm subconscious. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end of post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog about britney and teenage smoking, but shoes grabbed my attention. xD i just can't resist shoes. i shall blog about brit another day. she is such a pitiful bitch. why can't people just leave her alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i don't want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i stop thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5044889024868675067?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5044889024868675067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5044889024868675067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5044889024868675067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5044889024868675067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/shoes.html' title='SHOES !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rv6HOyEYr_I/AAAAAAAABKs/f1tiKjgpLL0/s72-c/Fornarina+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-3372545765259075840</id><published>2007-09-29T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:04:52.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Ending soon! (:</title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE MORE PAPER LEFT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you guys that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I.AM.SCREWED.&lt;/span&gt; yes, read it with the fullstops. i'm totally gonna fail my maths. i calculated and the highest marks i could even get is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;!!! yes, the 18 is out of 100. i'm so screwed up man. apparent the questions i know how to attempt are those with ONE mark. and the working isn't like one liner or something, it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; working for 1 pathetic mark. this is so pathetic. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but good thing chem was GREAT. ok not that GREAT. but it is the best paper so far. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; manageable one. haha. it's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one i have confident of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;passing&lt;/span&gt;. hopefully my careless mistakes won't cause me a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIT was screwed up man. haha. all my papers are screwed up. i think my prac crit is like crap. ok it was around 1 and 3/4 pages full of shit. haha. i was writing just to fill up the pages. at least my tempest essay was more uncrappy. haha. but still crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go out to study later. (: ok why the hell am i so happy? haha. i'm just trying to make myself feel better. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog post is boring. shoo!!! will post ms li's bday pictures after promos. i haven't gotten a chance to upload them. and then i'll blog about it too. plus some other random pictures i have. haha. don't worry, i don't think there are any zi lian pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE GOOD THING TO LOOK FORWARD TO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT TUES SUKI WITH WJSC. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope (: everyone can make it (: please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's study time! (:&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i shall head to the library to grab some books 1st, i'm such a book addict&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smiley makes me happy. that explains the many many many smilies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogskin sucks. i'm getting sick of it. shall brainstorm after promos to make a new skin. and take more zi lian shots. my old inspirations on photo taking have not been carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-3372545765259075840?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3372545765259075840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=3372545765259075840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3372545765259075840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3372545765259075840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/ending-soon.html' title='Ending soon! (:'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5344010978467044248</id><published>2007-09-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:05:35.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Socks are not worn on my feet!</title><content type='html'>i'm over the moon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sockz just smsed me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sockz:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go out with ur soon!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm smiling ear to ear (:&lt;br /&gt;you can see by the number of smilies too (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for promos to be over (:&lt;br /&gt;so that i can go out with sockz (:&lt;br /&gt;and gernaine (:&lt;br /&gt;and whoever else (:&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; (ok screwed that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMILES (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5344010978467044248?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5344010978467044248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5344010978467044248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5344010978467044248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5344010978467044248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/socks-are-not-worn-on-my-feet.html' title='Socks are not worn on my feet!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6212745099122689715</id><published>2007-09-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:06:37.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>All about You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to move on but i didn't not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but now i decided i shall move on anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wonder who i am to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a friend? a good friend? nobody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it's just very stupid of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even ben and gernaine said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"he's not worth it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but it's not as if i can help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel like i'm last on your list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel like i just a spare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but everytime u drag me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i go weak and go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;despite telling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"i will get over you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm just stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;perhaps just very stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;everytime i thought i fall out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i feel myself falling back in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6212745099122689715?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6212745099122689715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6212745099122689715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6212745099122689715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6212745099122689715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-about-you.html' title='All about You!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7760202065890455568</id><published>2007-09-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:07:41.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Jun Ying aka ME (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an old man today&lt;br /&gt;While I was studying at bedok macs&lt;br /&gt;He was stand there at the alley&lt;br /&gt;A place where nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;Or bother to have a second look&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having a puff&lt;br /&gt;Or taking a short-cut to go somewhere&lt;br /&gt;The old man was dark thin, perhaps too thin&lt;br /&gt;His bones stuck to his skin&lt;br /&gt;The shape of his ribcage was so distinct&lt;br /&gt;His clothes were too huge for him&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the fact that they were old&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cared to take a second look&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I&lt;br /&gt;I looked once and stared&lt;br /&gt;Until he went out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Emotions rushed through me that moment&lt;br /&gt;But I did nothing but stared&lt;br /&gt;He walked away&lt;br /&gt;Not noticing my stares&lt;br /&gt;Not caring what others thought of him&lt;br /&gt;He lived in his own world&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;He wore his cap&lt;br /&gt;And his slippers&lt;br /&gt;both Old.&lt;br /&gt;And walk out of my sight&lt;br /&gt;He looked frail and weak&lt;br /&gt;But I knew he wasn't how he looked&lt;br /&gt;He was strong&lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed.&lt;br /&gt;To live despite his circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Despite beind&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random poem i wrote after i saw a frail yet strong old man outside macs. i wrote it in prose then, but i decided it would make a nice poem. not very structured. really just random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7760202065890455568?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7760202065890455568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7760202065890455568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7760202065890455568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7760202065890455568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/alone.html' title='ALONE'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1589008141093740590</id><published>2007-09-15T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:08:47.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>True or Untrue?</title><content type='html'>i promised alien pictures. so here they are. but i must say, i don't own them or create them. and i will not hold any responsibility of these pictures being fake. and neither does the webpage i took from hold any responsibility. it is up to u readers out there to judge if the pictures are real or fake. i myself have no idea where it's real or fake. i just found them interesting, and not that i totally believe in them. i just think it is interesting to take a look. i think some of you might be disgusted by them. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruv2pe4iB8I/AAAAAAAABIc/-ECXk-f2KgI/s1600-h/small_alien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruv2pe4iB8I/AAAAAAAABIc/-ECXk-f2KgI/s320/small_alien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110449394707204034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mini alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruv1Y-4iB7I/AAAAAAAABIU/1-XgjbKQK0w/s1600-h/small_alien2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruv1Y-4iB7I/AAAAAAAABIU/1-XgjbKQK0w/s320/small_alien2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110448011727734706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too mini !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvz_-4iB6I/AAAAAAAABIM/M9eTtzVHWDg/s1600-h/skull_cone2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvz_-4iB6I/AAAAAAAABIM/M9eTtzVHWDg/s320/skull_cone2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110446482719377314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;skull!!! elongated. hmm... real or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvzzO4iB5I/AAAAAAAABIE/e2zlcD-YpNE/s1600-h/alien-skull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvzzO4iB5I/AAAAAAAABIE/e2zlcD-YpNE/s320/alien-skull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110446263676045202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weird skull. confirm NOT human. but is it real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvyQO4iB4I/AAAAAAAABH8/qvWDL3JQZrc/s1600-h/alien-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvyQO4iB4I/AAAAAAAABH8/qvWDL3JQZrc/s320/alien-20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110444562868995970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o.O are you sure? big oval eyes. like an alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvxx-4iB3I/AAAAAAAABH0/Dlsh7cQHsYo/s1600-h/alien_picture_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvxx-4iB3I/AAAAAAAABH0/Dlsh7cQHsYo/s320/alien_picture_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110444043177953138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weird shaped body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvxSu4iB2I/AAAAAAAABHs/0Blcx8P_1nE/s1600-h/skulls_ica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvxSu4iB2I/AAAAAAAABHs/0Blcx8P_1nE/s320/skulls_ica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110443506307041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all the elongated skulls museum. does it really exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvwd-4iB1I/AAAAAAAABHk/hxtk91aHjlA/s1600-h/ALIENPIC000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvwd-4iB1I/AAAAAAAABHk/hxtk91aHjlA/s320/ALIENPIC000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110442600068941650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead alien? real or edited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvu3e4iB0I/AAAAAAAABHc/4V6KwCA3P6k/s1600-h/alien-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvu3e4iB0I/AAAAAAAABHc/4V6KwCA3P6k/s320/alien-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110440839132350274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby alien?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvsxO4iBzI/AAAAAAAABHU/DkWD2CrZMac/s1600-h/alien_baby_picture_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvsxO4iBzI/AAAAAAAABHU/DkWD2CrZMac/s320/alien_baby_picture_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110438532734912306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alive ugly alien? and scary too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what do you think? are these pictures real? or fake? do you believe in the existence of an alien? omg! i think i'm scarred about the previous alien picture. too scary. x( i contemplated deleting it. if there is a demand i might just delete it. it's too freaking haunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now let's see some crop circles. are they human made? or something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys have no idea what crop circles are, they are pictures appearing on crops overnight. and the pictures cover large area of land, of several acres. the crops seem to be pressed down, damaging a whole lot of crops. they appear in the middle of crops and appear over night, which mean who or whatever created it must have done it within a short span of time, also being so quiet that nobody notices them, or it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, in the recent years, there have been circle makers, who are human and they are to prove that humans are able to make the crop circles within a short span of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, throughout the years, designs have become far more complex. some even said to be growing from simple geometrical shapes, to more complex ones and even some looking like technological designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;research have also found high radiations in crop circles, that are not made by human. and the crops in the crop circles made have human are merely pressed down, while the another source showed that the heads of the crops burst, showing that high heat is transmitted to the crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first crop circles took place in places such as America and also Australia. these places over seas. why would 2 different groups of people from these 2 different countries create crop circles, damaging so much crops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while bobs of lights were found in many footage of the crop circles not made by circle makers, researchers have carried out experiments that the white bobs of lights may be objects or even a seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what do u believe? are these messages from aliens? are they made by some aliens? or higher being? or are they merely works of humans. i ... have no comments once again. i take no stand. cause i'm not totally convinced that they are works of human, but i'm also not convinced of the existence of such being who will damage the crops. i don't see a rational for doing such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not it is time to enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvsQu4iBxI/AAAAAAAABHE/jn6gGCNZU4Y/s1600-h/crop21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvsQu4iBxI/AAAAAAAABHE/jn6gGCNZU4Y/s320/crop21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110437974389163794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;simple? one of the 1st few crop circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvr9u4iBwI/AAAAAAAABG8/n-TYT1ub4cI/s1600-h/crop34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvr9u4iBwI/AAAAAAAABG8/n-TYT1ub4cI/s320/crop34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110437647971649282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it gets complex. well at least no so simple anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvrRu4iBuI/AAAAAAAABGs/THngXSSl9MA/s1600-h/crop20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvrRu4iBuI/AAAAAAAABGs/THngXSSl9MA/s320/crop20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110436892057405154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this looks like some shell. interesting pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvqVu4iBtI/AAAAAAAABGk/gK8bWGjJNo8/s1600-h/crop45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvqVu4iBtI/AAAAAAAABGk/gK8bWGjJNo8/s320/crop45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110435861265254098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some pyramid? many people believed that the aliens camped in egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvp4-4iBsI/AAAAAAAABGc/RBvT4s075po/s1600-h/crop132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvp4-4iBsI/AAAAAAAABGc/RBvT4s075po/s320/crop132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110435367344015042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this look like some technology picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvpw-4iBrI/AAAAAAAABGU/7SQqYT9C2zs/s1600-h/crabwood2002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruvpw-4iBrI/AAAAAAAABGU/7SQqYT9C2zs/s320/crabwood2002.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110435229905061554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is this a picture an alien? or merely human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvplO4iBqI/AAAAAAAABGM/f1o3w54yFE0/s1600-h/crop89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvplO4iBqI/AAAAAAAABGM/f1o3w54yFE0/s320/crop89.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110435028041598626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at all the good crop lost!!!! such complex design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvpYe4iBpI/AAAAAAAABGE/on2Lg8f7xu4/s1600-h/crop_circle_8-pointed_july05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvpYe4iBpI/AAAAAAAABGE/on2Lg8f7xu4/s320/crop_circle_8-pointed_july05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110434808998266514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another complex one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvpHe4iBoI/AAAAAAAABF8/L3iZSFOhYTY/s1600-h/cropsilbury804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuvpHe4iBoI/AAAAAAAABF8/L3iZSFOhYTY/s320/cropsilbury804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110434516940490370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if i am not wrong, this is the last crop circle this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys search on more pictures of the crop circles, a lot of them spread over 3 lines. i wonder why. haha. just an observation. so what do you think? just tag at my tagboard. it really seems dead. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1589008141093740590?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1589008141093740590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1589008141093740590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1589008141093740590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1589008141093740590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/true-or-untrue.html' title='True or Untrue?'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Ruv2pe4iB8I/AAAAAAAABIc/-ECXk-f2KgI/s72-c/small_alien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2100680043359474439</id><published>2007-09-09T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:09:46.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Eye Openers</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back with some interesting pictures (: i got the idea from my brother's blog. and one picture is done by him which was taught to him by his friend. i thought it is pretty interesting, so i went to find some other pictures to let you readers enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hands drawing hands. scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuPAMbmlhJI/AAAAAAAABF0/u_KsJmeU6YE/s1600-h/drawinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuPAMbmlhJI/AAAAAAAABF0/u_KsJmeU6YE/s320/drawinghands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108137722168837266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where is up and where is down? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO8krmlhII/AAAAAAAABFs/0i9yY1WxYi8/s1600-h/stavba4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO8krmlhII/AAAAAAAABFs/0i9yY1WxYi8/s320/stavba4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108133740734153858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see a woman right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO4nbmlhEI/AAAAAAAABFM/FMLQS8rHyZU/s1600-h/facedragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO4nbmlhEI/AAAAAAAABFM/FMLQS8rHyZU/s320/facedragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108129389932282946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now try to spot the knight on a horse fighting a dragon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a man? or many people. try to find them all. i think there is 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO3ubmlhDI/AAAAAAAABFE/n5HO7rDVLoo/s1600-h/058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuO3ubmlhDI/AAAAAAAABFE/n5HO7rDVLoo/s320/058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108128410679739442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;find the faces. i think there are 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOz67mlhCI/AAAAAAAABE8/weyz4mUtjw0/s1600-h/donquijote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOz67mlhCI/AAAAAAAABE8/weyz4mUtjw0/s320/donquijote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108124227381593122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a young girl? or old lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOzILmlhBI/AAAAAAAABE0/7aFvOzuIaLI/s1600-h/miss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOzILmlhBI/AAAAAAAABE0/7aFvOzuIaLI/s320/miss.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108123355503232018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxx7mlg-I/AAAAAAAABEc/YStfUvyAwG4/s1600-h/046.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxx7mlg-I/AAAAAAAABEc/YStfUvyAwG4/s320/046.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108121873739514850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a duck? or a rabbit? i saw the duck 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOy1LmlhAI/AAAAAAAABEs/NahwVAvD7Gw/s1600-h/duckrabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOy1LmlhAI/AAAAAAAABEs/NahwVAvD7Gw/s320/duckrabbit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108123029085717506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ms nansi loves this. i saw the duck 1st. u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOyWrmlg_I/AAAAAAAABEk/zsJkZpTQLX8/s1600-h/rabbitduck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOyWrmlg_I/AAAAAAAABEk/zsJkZpTQLX8/s320/rabbitduck.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108122505099707378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stare long enough. and she will open her eyes and stare back at u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxZLmlg9I/AAAAAAAABEU/XQq0Pn2TFFA/s1600-h/shelooksatyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxZLmlg9I/AAAAAAAABEU/XQq0Pn2TFFA/s320/shelooksatyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108121448537752530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i only see lovers. do you see the dolphin? tell me if you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxNLmlg8I/AAAAAAAABEM/ABZ_j8ZwMQ0/s1600-h/060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOxNLmlg8I/AAAAAAAABEM/ABZ_j8ZwMQ0/s320/060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108121242379322306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;most people see the donkey 1st. i saw the seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOv57mlg7I/AAAAAAAABEE/DJ3xRP0FFZg/s1600-h/donkeyseal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOv57mlg7I/AAAAAAAABEE/DJ3xRP0FFZg/s320/donkeyseal.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108119812155212722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute cartoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOvL7mlg6I/AAAAAAAABD8/68KZdjTp9p0/s1600-h/059a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOvL7mlg6I/AAAAAAAABD8/68KZdjTp9p0/s320/059a.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108119021881230242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOuw7mlg5I/AAAAAAAABD0/b2DILkgIu5U/s1600-h/059b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOuw7mlg5I/AAAAAAAABD0/b2DILkgIu5U/s320/059b.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108118558024762258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a simle face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOuD7mlg4I/AAAAAAAABDs/0WZKYnkEPE0/s1600-h/liar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOuD7mlg4I/AAAAAAAABDs/0WZKYnkEPE0/s320/liar.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108117784930648962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the word LIAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOtRrmlg3I/AAAAAAAABDk/Xyr_Nx0zmbA/s1600-h/liar+%282%29.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOtRrmlg3I/AAAAAAAABDk/Xyr_Nx0zmbA/s320/liar+%282%29.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108116921642222450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an innocent cute boy? (drawn by my brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOsLrmlg2I/AAAAAAAABDc/n-CyFmWjzX8/s1600-h/Beautifying%2Ba%2Bvulgarity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOsLrmlg2I/AAAAAAAABDc/n-CyFmWjzX8/s320/Beautifying%2Ba%2Bvulgarity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108115719051379554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or do you see what i see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOrPbmlg1I/AAAAAAAABDU/S5LYYn85M8Y/s1600-h/Beautifying%2Ba%2Bvulgarity%2B%28rotated%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuOrPbmlg1I/AAAAAAAABDU/S5LYYn85M8Y/s320/Beautifying%2Ba%2Bvulgarity%2B%28rotated%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108114683964261202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hope u guys enjoyed the post (:&lt;br /&gt;i will post more interesting post if i have the time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2100680043359474439?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2100680043359474439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2100680043359474439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2100680043359474439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2100680043359474439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/eye-openers.html' title='Eye Openers'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RuPAMbmlhJI/AAAAAAAABF0/u_KsJmeU6YE/s72-c/drawinghands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6114091717462352595</id><published>2007-09-09T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:10:48.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>You are Confusing ME!</title><content type='html'>i found some pretty interesting stuff on the net. anyway, my shopping trip yesterday was fruitful. i bought a pair of slippers and 2 bags. 1 small white one and 1 larger RED one. (: it's LOVES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's start with some famous paradoxes (: those in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; RED &lt;/span&gt;are my comments (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is better - eternal bliss or a simple bread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;What is better than eternal bliss? Nothing. But a slice of bread is better than nothing. So a slice of bread is better than eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;A few sentences from life&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nobody goes to that restaurant; it's too crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if nobody goes to the restaurants, how come it's crowded. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go near the water 'til you have learned how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how can u learn how to swim if u don't go near the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who wrote such a stupid sentence can not write at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha. then who wrote the sentence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Think about these&lt;/h3&gt; Let's say there is a bullet which can shoot through any barrier. Let's also say there is an absolutely bullet-proof armor which no object can penetrate. What will happen if such a bullet hits such an armor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a man drown in the fountain of eternal life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mission is not to accept the mission. Do you accept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl goes into the past and kills her Grandmother. Since her Grandmother is dead, the girl was never born. If she were never born, she never killed her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the temperature this morning is 0 degrees and the Weather Channel says, "it will be twice as cold tomorrow", what will the temperature be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer truthfully (yes or no) to the following question: Will the next word you say be 'no'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love this!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Double Liar Paradox  (Jourdain's paradox)&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt; This version of a famous paradox was presented by English mathematician P. E. B. Jourdain in 1913. The following is written on opposite sides of a card:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="box half"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Back side&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bonmot"&gt;THE SENTENCE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS CARD IS TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="box half"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Face side&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bonmot"&gt;THE SENTENCE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS CARD IS FALSE.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend some time and think (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope u guys will enjoy this. i will be blogging about some optical illusions next.&lt;br /&gt;so do come back and visit !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmr's the start of SCHOOL again. i dread it! i want another 1 more week of hols. nonono, 1 more month. why don't they just give me 1 year !!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6114091717462352595?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6114091717462352595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6114091717462352595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6114091717462352595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6114091717462352595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-confusing-me.html' title='You are Confusing ME!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-3954947857641559722</id><published>2007-09-07T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:12:02.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sleep is GOOD !!!</title><content type='html'>i'm back to blog =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that it matters to anyone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, that i didn't go to school so early in the morning to mug. i slept in! i love sleep. i smsed ben last night at around 2 plus (am) cause i have no idea why i just couldn't fall asleep. and i don't know when i did fell asleep afterall. so i told him that i won't be in school mugging since i need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to macs to camp and mug. i started studying when ben left school. =.= haha. which was 1.30pm and i went home at 10pm. woah! a fruitful day of mugging. NOT! i think 2 hour of my time was spent reading my book called "Cool For Cats" and another 2 hours of my time was spent stoning and spacing out. haha. so that leaves me with around 5 hours of good working. or maybe not that good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied all the way till 8 plus before jt joined me. i think he is crazy. he told me he will run 6km before meeting me. i wonder if he really ran that much. not that i doubt his ability, cause i don't. but who won't want to run 6km? maybe he just enjoys running. or running is his source of relief. but i still think it's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, finishing up on my daily update about ME, i shall go on the topic about SLEEP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep is GOOD! sleep is important! do you know that in order for a body to work properly, the body need enough rest. and the best way to get rest, is from sleep. u can compromise on food and on leisure, but you cannot compromise yourself on sleep. even coffee cannot replace sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should enjoy sleep. sleep is an enjoyment. sleep is bliss. when you go to sleep, u tune out of the world. u escape from all the stress. well, provided you don't get a nightmare. nightmares are bad! some people say that nightmares are portrayal of your stress in reality. but who really knows what they mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of nightmare, sleep brings dream too! sleep is often believed to reflect your inner feelings. but my dreams are always weird. of people i have no idea who they are. or random people who have no significance in my life. about random events which are totally bizarre. although sometimes certain things do appear in my dream to be of some significance. maybe i will share some of my bizarre dreams. but not today. (: and then you guys must share ur weirdest dream with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing, do you guys even remember your dreams. i don't. i totally forget my dreams. i only remember them for like the split second after i wake up. and if i don't make an effort to remember them, they will be lost forever. what about yours? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have one more burning question!!! do you guys dream in colours or black and white. i have no idea what my dreams are. i am having a hard time even remembering my dreams to remember if they are in colours or black and white. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the disney song "a dream is a wish your heart makes"? hmm... how much is that true. especially if i disclose my weirdest and more bizarre dreams. a food for thought (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-3954947857641559722?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3954947857641559722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=3954947857641559722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3954947857641559722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3954947857641559722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleep-is-good.html' title='Sleep is GOOD !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2275379681891377054</id><published>2007-09-05T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:13:26.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>CRYING !!!</title><content type='html'>i seriously need a session of pure crying my hearts' out for like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that wasn't totally random ok. i meant it. crying is a good way to release all your anger, sadness and of course &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt; !!! and what do i want to relieve myself of? obviously it is the stress i'm getting that is giving me sadness and anger at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i need that stress relieving session of crying out loud. screaming works too. but i rather cry. at least i don't contribute to noise pollution. so anyone want to cry with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, you people should like try it. crying is actually good for the soul. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my blog is boring. i need to come up with better things to blog rather than trivial everyday stuff. ideas anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-2275379681891377054?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2275379681891377054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=2275379681891377054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2275379681891377054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/2275379681891377054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/crying.html' title='CRYING !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7956310541885236975</id><published>2007-09-05T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:15:34.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>Zefron !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wahahaha&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt;: Five Fun Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. After Hawaiian vacation photos of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; and High School Musical costar Vanessa Anne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hudgens&lt;/span&gt; were published in 2007, fans dubbed the two "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zanessa&lt;/span&gt;" and posted dozens of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; video tributes of the tween power couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[i love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;zanessa&lt;/span&gt;! people.com says that they are still together and never mention a single thing about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nikki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;blonsky&lt;/span&gt;. =D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   2. Not all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Efron's&lt;/span&gt; vocals in High School Musical belong to him. "I didn't even sing on the first album," &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; tells Rolling Stone. "It wasn't my voice in the movie. Even though I wanted to do it...I felt extremely guilty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[I KNEW IT !!! he can't sing! then again, the person who sang doesn't have a nice voice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; at least it didn't match &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; says no to sex scenes. "I want to save a little bit of that young image that I've earned from the Disney Channel," he told The San Luis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Obispo&lt;/span&gt; Tribune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Punk'd&lt;/span&gt; in April 2007 by High School Musical costar Ashley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tisdale&lt;/span&gt; and Ashton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Kutcher&lt;/span&gt;. The set-up: He was accused of letting men steal a cash box from a clothing store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kenny Ortega, who choreographed the 1980s hit movie Dirty Dancing, directed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; in High School Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7956310541885236975?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7956310541885236975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7956310541885236975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7956310541885236975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7956310541885236975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/zefron.html' title='Zefron !'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-4553534948437609704</id><published>2007-09-04T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:16:56.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes Don't Come True !</title><content type='html'>hi! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday wish ...&lt;br /&gt;is to get over you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[deleted] says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wow who u wish to get over eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cannot read arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stated in my pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[deleted] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[deleted] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;who is the person u referring to lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i already told u what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[deleted] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;who who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"you" lo ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take ur time and guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ junying. says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=D&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wonder if you know the "you" i'm talking about is you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i finally realise how insignificant i am to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it is no point waiting for a heart breaker like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna create a new story and a new beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is, without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-4553534948437609704?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4553534948437609704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=4553534948437609704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4553534948437609704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4553534948437609704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthday-wishes-dont-come-true.html' title='Birthday Wishes Don&apos;t Come True !'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-3028278667267890983</id><published>2007-09-03T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:17:32.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>something very funny just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went out to study and i just reached home not too long ago. but only my bro saw me back. so i decided to go and camp in my room. or rather just go in my room. and all of a sudden, my phone rang. here's the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: so, are u coming home soon?&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm home already.&lt;br /&gt;dad: u are at the door already arh?&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i find it damn funny. don't you? and i still think it's really funny (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-3028278667267890983?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3028278667267890983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=3028278667267890983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3028278667267890983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3028278667267890983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-4213139207118410092</id><published>2007-09-02T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:18:18.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqWSdBVPrI/AAAAAAAABDE/bzfgVD2xiIE/s1600-h/usaweekend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqWSdBVPrI/AAAAAAAABDE/bzfgVD2xiIE/s320/usaweekend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105558371349905074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqWINBVPqI/AAAAAAAABC8/xXeSLqfm6p0/s1600-h/normal_sx2fea4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqWINBVPqI/AAAAAAAABC8/xXeSLqfm6p0/s320/normal_sx2fea4b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105558195256245922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVidBVPoI/AAAAAAAABCs/VDiiaZ7P-vM/s1600-h/normal_usaweekend8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVidBVPoI/AAAAAAAABCs/VDiiaZ7P-vM/s320/normal_usaweekend8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105557546716184194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVYdBVPnI/AAAAAAAABCk/kPdXYXMefqM/s1600-h/hsmm203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVYdBVPnI/AAAAAAAABCk/kPdXYXMefqM/s320/hsmm203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105557374917492338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think Lucas Grabeel is cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVFNBVPmI/AAAAAAAABCc/-w7t83wH2GM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqVFNBVPmI/AAAAAAAABCc/-w7t83wH2GM/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105557044205010530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqU8dBVPlI/AAAAAAAABCU/uc7_cFXMF1A/s1600-h/usaweekend10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqU8dBVPlI/AAAAAAAABCU/uc7_cFXMF1A/s320/usaweekend10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105556893881155154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqUmNBVPkI/AAAAAAAABCM/2AvDHkUD1As/s1600-h/g4gp0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqUmNBVPkI/AAAAAAAABCM/2AvDHkUD1As/s320/g4gp0812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105556511629065794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqQatBVPiI/AAAAAAAABB8/LZAizI4WPb8/s1600-h/normal_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqQatBVPiI/AAAAAAAABB8/LZAizI4WPb8/s320/normal_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105551916014059042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cute right (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for the couple !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac Efron (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqQg9BVPjI/AAAAAAAABCE/P_PrTWO_hUY/s1600-h/481761434_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqQg9BVPjI/AAAAAAAABCE/P_PrTWO_hUY/s320/481761434_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105552023388241458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqPitBVPfI/AAAAAAAABBk/s_6xf0NJn0M/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2832%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqPitBVPfI/AAAAAAAABBk/s_6xf0NJn0M/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2832%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105550953941384690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqOEtBVPeI/AAAAAAAABBc/YheqZZwHG1g/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2880%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqOEtBVPeI/AAAAAAAABBc/YheqZZwHG1g/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2880%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105549339033681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqN9NBVPdI/AAAAAAAABBU/AXv4sCh3urw/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2878%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqN9NBVPdI/AAAAAAAABBU/AXv4sCh3urw/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2878%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105549210184662482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovely pair (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqMA9BVPbI/AAAAAAAABBE/Eml4m46MePo/s1600-h/904457578_8e5ff72fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqMA9BVPbI/AAAAAAAABBE/Eml4m46MePo/s320/904457578_8e5ff72fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105547075585916338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the off-screen romance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqMNdBVPcI/AAAAAAAABBM/PDYaq4N8UlU/s1600-h/482067389_453cb59d24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqMNdBVPcI/AAAAAAAABBM/PDYaq4N8UlU/s320/482067389_453cb59d24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105547290334281154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqK-9BVPaI/AAAAAAAABA8/7YWHPp9_ups/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqK-9BVPaI/AAAAAAAABA8/7YWHPp9_ups/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105545941714550178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqKgtBVPZI/AAAAAAAABA0/_qtIiV923LY/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqKgtBVPZI/AAAAAAAABA0/_qtIiV923LY/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105545422023507346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqGK9BVPXI/AAAAAAAABAk/Z29avoHIuEI/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2894%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqGK9BVPXI/AAAAAAAABAk/Z29avoHIuEI/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2894%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105540650314841458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqF5dBVPWI/AAAAAAAABAc/i_xuBEwgSFM/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2892%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqF5dBVPWI/AAAAAAAABAc/i_xuBEwgSFM/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2892%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105540349667130722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqFXtBVPVI/AAAAAAAABAU/wGhNXMeA5zo/s1600-h/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2891%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqFXtBVPVI/AAAAAAAABAU/wGhNXMeA5zo/s320/Vanessa_Anne_Hudgens+%2891%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105539769846545746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like obviously this cannot be a scene from high school musical. remember HSM is on DISNEY CHANNEL. which is meant for younger audience. why would they have scenes with a bikini clad girl and hot guy making out? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHECK THIS OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; ----&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nationalledger.com/cgi-bin/artman/exec/view.cgi?archive=16&amp;amp;num=15140"&gt;CLICK HERE !!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O! zac efron is going out with nikki blonsky? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO WAY !!!!!&lt;/span&gt; i think zac and vanessa is much sweeter and cuter together !!! i don't believe that website. what rubbish !!! does this make zac efron so fickle? and all his romances come from his films? =.= and many other sites says that he is still going out with vanessa!!! they would be much betther if they were together. and it would be much easier to film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me still live in my day dream that they website is not reliable and zac and vanessa are still dating. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like now u know how i wasted my day. xD&lt;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="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm all out to get over you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-4213139207118410092?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4213139207118410092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=4213139207118410092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4213139207118410092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/4213139207118410092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/high-school-musical.html' title='HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL (:'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtqWSdBVPrI/AAAAAAAABDE/bzfgVD2xiIE/s72-c/usaweekend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1191955386382489801</id><published>2007-08-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:19:32.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>TAGGED !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAS TAGGED BY: JANE &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.disenchantmentt.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jane !!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged needs to write in their blog of their own weird things as well and state the rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3) In the end, you'll select 5 people to be tagged and list their names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 6 totally or not so weird things about me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i can't sleep without my blanket. and when i sleep with my blanket, i need to cover my whole body except my head. yes, even when it is a hot day and my air con is not on, i still need my blanket to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i even wondered what it feels like to kiss a girl. haha. i mean kiss on lips, no cheeks. but NO, i'm not les. i just do wonder. xD and it is not a fantasy, cause i only wondered it for a short time last year, only remember it this year when i was chatting with gernaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. when i'm stoning, my mouth is usually open. not open big, but lips are apart. and i won't realise it until i snap out of my stoning. and if i close my month, after a while of stoning, it will open again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i can be VERY hyper at one moment. and the next moment i become totally emo. and it is the same vice versa. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i have an obsession with white things. i have a white wallet, bag, hp cover, ipod cover, 2 white jackets. but i don't have a single white shirt. my shirts are mostly black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i have an obsession with my hair. my mood is according to the sate of my hair. if i have a bad hair, my day with be horrible. if my hair looks nice, i will feel happier (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 babes i want to do my this (:&lt;br /&gt;1. gernaine (: [&lt;a href="http://strawberrie-gerrx.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;2. huiyi (: [&lt;a href="http://noted-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;3. felicia twinnie (: [&lt;a href="http://sweetundyinglove.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;4. sockz (: [&lt;a href="http://sockz-memoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;5. who ever else who want to do it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1191955386382489801?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1191955386382489801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1191955386382489801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1191955386382489801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1191955386382489801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged.html' title='TAGGED !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-3804081227601146572</id><published>2007-08-26T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:20:23.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>GER-NA-INE</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERNAINE HENG WAN TING !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFCg9BVPUI/AAAAAAAABAM/pht6obWCchM/s1600-h/pinkified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFCg9BVPUI/AAAAAAAABAM/pht6obWCchM/s320/pinkified.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102932986690878786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in LOVE&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;colour PINK&lt;/span&gt;!!! her bag is hot &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and it is easily spotted from a distant away. plus, her shoes are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;. though she is going to get a new pair, i think it will still be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. her file is also&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;! and the face of her watch is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. her pencil case is also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. her wallet WAS&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;, now it's blue. see... she is in love with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. i'm starting to think the world pink looks weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBvtBVPTI/AAAAAAAABAE/bR-q6BhRQzA/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBvtBVPTI/AAAAAAAABAE/bR-q6BhRQzA/s320/pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102932140582321458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how happy she is when she is in a pink world. ok maybe she is terrified. it's too pink for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBhtBVPSI/AAAAAAAAA_8/n-oj8b1ol6Y/s1600-h/act+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBhtBVPSI/AAAAAAAAA_8/n-oj8b1ol6Y/s320/act+cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102931900064152866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY BABY&lt;/span&gt; !!! cause she is so CUTE! everyone have to agree that she is just so adorable. explains the number of people who liked her before. i shall not disclose it here. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBY9BVPRI/AAAAAAAAA_0/8QLzqi8C4gk/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFBY9BVPRI/AAAAAAAAA_0/8QLzqi8C4gk/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102931749740297490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how cute she is. (: but she has copied mine style of covering her face. HEY THAT'S UNIQUELY ME !!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFA7tBVPPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tO3eBAGYr1M/s1600-h/cheeky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFA7tBVPPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tO3eBAGYr1M/s320/cheeky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102931247229123826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time she is just up to no good. wonder why she wants to take a picture of me in that weird and funny angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFA19BVPOI/AAAAAAAAA_c/54BgPskMS9M/s1600-h/uptonogood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFA19BVPOI/AAAAAAAAA_c/54BgPskMS9M/s320/uptonogood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102931148444876002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is looking at something horrible on her phone. she how cheeky she is. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFAn9BVPNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/KH70RbQj5L4/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFAn9BVPNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/KH70RbQj5L4/s320/emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102930907926707410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, she is emo. and when she is emo, i feel emo too. cause i love her too much. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFAINBVPMI/AAAAAAAAA_M/teCntMtpoJE/s1600-h/ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFAINBVPMI/AAAAAAAAA_M/teCntMtpoJE/s320/ds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102930362465860802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine is also totally addicted to her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; ds! see she is just obsess with pink. and gaming. don't let her bring it to school, or her face with be stuck to it for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE_r9BVPLI/AAAAAAAAA_E/y_9_Kqnb5Gw/s1600-h/mrslawliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE_r9BVPLI/AAAAAAAAA_E/y_9_Kqnb5Gw/s320/mrslawliet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102929877134556338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is totally in LOVE with L. Lawliet from death note so she decided to marry him to be Mrs Lawliet. now she has his style too. but her lover is KIRA. what a flirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE_KNBVPKI/AAAAAAAAA-8/w1w4NoUO7Cs/s1600-h/ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE_KNBVPKI/AAAAAAAAA-8/w1w4NoUO7Cs/s320/ghost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102929297313971362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so she gave up being Mrs. Lawliet, and now she decides she want to be a ghost so she can haunt people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE-wdBVPJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/cs-s5hn4R64/s1600-h/haunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE-wdBVPJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/cs-s5hn4R64/s320/haunting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102928854932339858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and her 1st victim was ellyn. and that was also her last victim. just shows how successful her attempt to haunt is. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE-e9BVPII/AAAAAAAAA-s/mFb6mWhsFfI/s1600-h/peektongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE-e9BVPII/AAAAAAAAA-s/mFb6mWhsFfI/s320/peektongue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102928554284629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine also has a long tongue. ok u cannot see it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9-9BVPHI/AAAAAAAAA-k/H1hRbHrWY4U/s1600-h/tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9-9BVPHI/AAAAAAAAA-k/H1hRbHrWY4U/s320/tongue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102928004528815218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now u can see it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE90NBVPGI/AAAAAAAAA-c/KMNbgGXi_Kg/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE90NBVPGI/AAAAAAAAA-c/KMNbgGXi_Kg/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102927819845221474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine also have a fond habit of sleeping in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9qtBVPFI/AAAAAAAAA-U/2sNU97mdtDg/s1600-h/slp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9qtBVPFI/AAAAAAAAA-U/2sNU97mdtDg/s320/slp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102927656636464210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how soundly she is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9YdBVPEI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3Hriok3fTFs/s1600-h/daydream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9YdBVPEI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3Hriok3fTFs/s320/daydream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102927343103851586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine totally LOVES benjamin. she just daydreams of him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9QNBVPDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/vLZbRZ4hlo8/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE9QNBVPDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/vLZbRZ4hlo8/s320/sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102927201369930802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now she is sad that benjamin lost! don't be sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE87dBVPCI/AAAAAAAAA98/nZcL6Qo9j3Y/s1600-h/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE87dBVPCI/AAAAAAAAA98/nZcL6Qo9j3Y/s320/thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102926844887645218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is thinking of someone in particular. let me tell u, that the number of * are randomly typed out. haha. so don't try guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE26dBVPBI/AAAAAAAAA90/5_VVQy6UTjA/s1600-h/ger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE26dBVPBI/AAAAAAAAA90/5_VVQy6UTjA/s320/ger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102920230638009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gernaine and I spent 3 hours in macs. and i realised i loved her so much that i wrote her name using curry sauce. see how nice her name is. cause it's done by ME !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE2rdBVPAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EkLkbFei0iU/s1600-h/gerlovesme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE2rdBVPAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EkLkbFei0iU/s320/gerlovesme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102919972939971586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i decided that she loves me too. and i know she does love me as much as i love her. it works both way for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE2c9BVO_I/AAAAAAAAA9k/TfOBAeHiFZc/s1600-h/slack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE2c9BVO_I/AAAAAAAAA9k/TfOBAeHiFZc/s320/slack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102919723831868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may enjoy ponning certain lectures together to slack in the library or walk around the track in 6 mins. but we shall not do it anymore. xD promos coming, so must start attending lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE18NBVO-I/AAAAAAAAA9c/btNMC1HzMKo/s1600-h/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtE18NBVO-I/AAAAAAAAA9c/btNMC1HzMKo/s320/us2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102919161191152610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know alot of things about gernaine. and she knows alot of things about me. so we are highly dangerous people with top secret informations of each other. but we have swore to secrecy and NOT tell anyone. and i kept my promise gernaine, i really did not mention anything! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we like to go hyper together. and then we also have our EMO times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I JUST LOVE GERNAINE !!!! (:&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtEzeNBVO9I/AAAAAAAAA9U/jdg8NA6dAdU/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtEzeNBVO9I/AAAAAAAAA9U/jdg8NA6dAdU/s320/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102916446771821522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERNAINE is MINE&lt;/span&gt; !!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but her heart already has benjamin hum. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, she is still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINE&lt;/span&gt; !!! so anyone who wants to snatch her away, must deal with me 1st. haha. so guys! if u want her, u must face me. if u pass the test, she is urs. though a LARGE part of her still belongs to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm not that bad la. i just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;HER !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm addicted to the drugs called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERNAINE HENG WAN TING&lt;/span&gt;!!! i need to see her. or i'll suffer the cold turkey treatment. haha. can't wait to see her tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERNAINE&lt;/span&gt; !!!! i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you !!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-3804081227601146572?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3804081227601146572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=3804081227601146572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3804081227601146572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/3804081227601146572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/ger-na-ine.html' title='GER-NA-INE'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RtFCg9BVPUI/AAAAAAAABAM/pht6obWCchM/s72-c/pinkified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-6414850158680855129</id><published>2007-08-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:21:25.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>today's been a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wake up so early in the morning to go do project work. but i woke up only at 8 which was the meeting time. xD so i had to rush to meet ellyn and aixue to take them over to ben's hse. cause i know where his house is located. or at least somewhere around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we did project work at ben's house. and yes he has a nice house! i want a nice house too! i shall earn $ to get a nice house. or i can kick ben out of his house and take over it. haha. but i prefer the 1st option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did our WR till around 1. and i think i was only doing work for the 1st hour or so. then i drifted off cause i was really very tired. but i did do abit of talking. so i'm not exactly slacking. ok i am slacking but whatever man. i was tired. i want sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was playing ben's piano. or electric piano. or what u call it. and it's really cool. ok i shall not go on about it. it just makes me want to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he has a DOG !!! and she is called CUDDLES. and she is CUTE !!! but she is shedding. and ben loves to abuse it. BLEAHX! no la, he just plays around with her. but she is just so adorable. don't believe me? ask sockching or ellyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u see what we were doing when we were supposed to do PROJECT WORK. haha. but we did do some work ok. so don't scold us! ben has a drum set. and it's LOUD. ok now u seem me digressing again from project work. ok back to ben's drum set. he was playing and halfway he will keep looking at all of us who were crowding around his room door, and say "eh, u play" haha. so eventually i tried and embarrassed myself with retarded hands and leg. xD damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we left at 1 so that ben can go lunch with his family and at the same time buy a new handphone. about time ben! i can't hear him when he use his phone now to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i did for the whole afternoon?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I WAS SLEEPING !!!&lt;/span&gt; yes, i pigged. so guilty for not doing a single work. but i was TIRED. studying won't even be effective when i'm dead sleepy. but i won't be sleeping early tonight. will have to do pw. (yes we split up the work) and try to do TC proposal timeline plus edit siqi's proposal. well, i haven't even look through it to see if it needs any editing. haha. u get the point, i'm LAZY. will work hard to night. though i'm going to print so many scores and try them all out later. so fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oppss ... anyway i'm still editing gernaine's pictures. i'm so gonna dedicate a post to her. but it takes me forever. i've been saying that since like last week. but be patient. the post will be out. but i love her post about ME !!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE GERNAINE !!!!&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;you love him too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i love him even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ok i should just stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;it will just come out to nothing. x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-6414850158680855129?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6414850158680855129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=6414850158680855129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6414850158680855129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/6414850158680855129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1632373109002950022</id><published>2007-08-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:22:09.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Photos !!!</title><content type='html'>and here are the pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from monday... slacking in the lib at a particular corner =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2MBdBVO7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/JmTwqmCHzBE/s1600-h/P1060240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2MBdBVO7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/JmTwqmCHzBE/s320/P1060240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887909478611890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what the hell where they doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2L1NBVO6I/AAAAAAAAA88/zQE9RSUKGTc/s1600-h/P1060234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2L1NBVO6I/AAAAAAAAA88/zQE9RSUKGTc/s320/P1060234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887699025214370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gernaine and i (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2LjdBVO5I/AAAAAAAAA80/Zz-dmDHj75A/s1600-h/P1060237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2LjdBVO5I/AAAAAAAAA80/Zz-dmDHj75A/s320/P1060237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887394082536338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;white and black (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2LL9BVO4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/TcMiEtBJ23Y/s1600-h/P1060238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2LL9BVO4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/TcMiEtBJ23Y/s320/P1060238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886990355610498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ben is damn gay. xD i think he might make me taking this pic off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2K9dBVO3I/AAAAAAAAA8k/LYtusCK-gdg/s1600-h/P1060245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2K9dBVO3I/AAAAAAAAA8k/LYtusCK-gdg/s320/P1060245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886741247507314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ask gernaine, ben's bag don't smell good. ger's just too tired that she's already in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2KrtBVO2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/h_mFWAJcp-I/s1600-h/P1060246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2KrtBVO2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/h_mFWAJcp-I/s320/P1060246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886436304829282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok... maybe she was just acting. but at least ben doesn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2KZ9BVO1I/AAAAAAAAA8U/Pg4LpmUWN_s/s1600-h/P1060248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2KZ9BVO1I/AAAAAAAAA8U/Pg4LpmUWN_s/s320/P1060248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886131362151250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ben's studying!!! that's AMAZING !!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES from TODAY !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JitBVOzI/AAAAAAAAA8E/UVR_qB4XlUU/s1600-h/P1060269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JitBVOzI/AAAAAAAAA8E/UVR_qB4XlUU/s320/P1060269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101885182174378802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're just up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JTNBVOyI/AAAAAAAAA78/Z6s9_ealDZo/s1600-h/P1060271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JTNBVOyI/AAAAAAAAA78/Z6s9_ealDZo/s320/P1060271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101884915886406434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love that babe beside me (: i look white xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JGtBVOxI/AAAAAAAAA70/ZNX9wp00FRA/s1600-h/P1060277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2JGtBVOxI/AAAAAAAAA70/ZNX9wp00FRA/s320/P1060277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101884701138041618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gernaine stop acting cute xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2IpNBVOwI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ET4eNoRZHdE/s1600-h/P1060275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2IpNBVOwI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ET4eNoRZHdE/s320/P1060275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101884194331900674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gernaine u don't have to act. we know it isn't someone who smack ur face. it's ur own hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2IVdBVOvI/AAAAAAAAA7k/LwEUk3doHow/s1600-h/P1060279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2IVdBVOvI/AAAAAAAAA7k/LwEUk3doHow/s320/P1060279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101883855029484274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the main character in this picture isn't the 2 in front. it's the guy at the background. see what qi te is doing? like so comfortable hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2GtdBVOuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/6MqT9TnjTGs/s1600-h/P1060281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2GtdBVOuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/6MqT9TnjTGs/s320/P1060281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101882068323089122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my darling. i look so white beside her. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2GUNBVOtI/AAAAAAAAA7U/cAy0BBw7fOI/s1600-h/P1060292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2GUNBVOtI/AAAAAAAAA7U/cAy0BBw7fOI/s320/P1060292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101881634531392210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;qi te isn't happy with 4 eyes, he wants 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2FItBVOsI/AAAAAAAAA7M/xOYVI6eOmCI/s1600-h/P1060293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2FItBVOsI/AAAAAAAAA7M/xOYVI6eOmCI/s320/P1060293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101880337451268802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying to act like a cool guy. give up qi te! it's my camera skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2E1dBVOrI/AAAAAAAAA7E/VSoA5bmYovA/s1600-h/P1060297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2E1dBVOrI/AAAAAAAAA7E/VSoA5bmYovA/s320/P1060297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101880006738786994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my darling again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2DbtBVOqI/AAAAAAAAA68/0zz4DHxhKP0/s1600-h/P1060300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2DbtBVOqI/AAAAAAAAA68/0zz4DHxhKP0/s320/P1060300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101878464845527714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm emo. don't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2CitBVOpI/AAAAAAAAA60/jjwkuFxoFuU/s1600-h/P1060309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2CitBVOpI/AAAAAAAAA60/jjwkuFxoFuU/s320/P1060309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101877485592984210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;artistic right (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2B-9BVOoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/riDgcxeJSvQ/s1600-h/P1060313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2B-9BVOoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/riDgcxeJSvQ/s320/P1060313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101876871412660866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ben what the hell are u doing? (ben is gonna ask me to remove this too, enjoy it while u can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2AzNBVOnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Y7etGA9JJQA/s1600-h/P1060319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2AzNBVOnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Y7etGA9JJQA/s320/P1060319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101875570037570162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;behold the powers of BEN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2AbNBVOmI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nT1x3evZ598/s1600-h/P1060323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2AbNBVOmI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nT1x3evZ598/s320/P1060323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101875157720709730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;errr? picking up gernaine's ponytail? what kind of power is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1_PdBVOlI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pp27iS_jQX8/s1600-h/P1060328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1_PdBVOlI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pp27iS_jQX8/s320/P1060328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101873856345619026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what are u doing? makes me feel like yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1-YNBVOkI/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZRNTYU5KeMc/s1600-h/P1060329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1-YNBVOkI/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZRNTYU5KeMc/s320/P1060329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101872907157846594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another picture that wun last. enjoy the gay photo while u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1-H9BVOjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/JInJNywQvs8/s1600-h/P1060326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs1-H9BVOjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/JInJNywQvs8/s320/P1060326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101872627984972338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scandalous pair #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs194tBVOiI/AAAAAAAAA58/Vf1VTcWqq_k/s1600-h/P1060327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs194tBVOiI/AAAAAAAAA58/Vf1VTcWqq_k/s320/P1060327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101872365991967266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scandalous pair #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs19YdBVOhI/AAAAAAAAA50/S9_TMIaGfvA/s1600-h/P1060332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs19YdBVOhI/AAAAAAAAA50/S9_TMIaGfvA/s320/P1060332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101871811941186066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love triangle !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;**************** ok ... none of the pair of trio are couples or scandalous. they are just for entertaining purposes. but next time whatever becomes of them i dunno la. now the scandal are not real. ****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs19KdBVOgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/-8w7lXX0ngM/s1600-h/P1060335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs19KdBVOgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/-8w7lXX0ngM/s320/P1060335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101871571423017474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi gernaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18_tBVOfI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZBIwSBN6TTM/s1600-h/P1060337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18_tBVOfI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZBIwSBN6TTM/s320/P1060337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101871386739423730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stop pouting gernaine !!! but u still look cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18w9BVOeI/AAAAAAAAA5c/qcjcCwYSdVk/s1600-h/P1060338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18w9BVOeI/AAAAAAAAA5c/qcjcCwYSdVk/s320/P1060338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101871133336353250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we see ben's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18PtBVOdI/AAAAAAAAA5U/omGKdyX6l9k/s1600-h/P1060340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs18PtBVOdI/AAAAAAAAA5U/omGKdyX6l9k/s320/P1060340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101870562105702866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying to act bollywood using a broom. FAILED !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 of course ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2J09BVO0I/AAAAAAAAA8M/7wg91t-GWcg/s1600-h/P1060260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2J09BVO0I/AAAAAAAAA8M/7wg91t-GWcg/s320/P1060260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101885495706991426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wonder ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1632373109002950022?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1632373109002950022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1632373109002950022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1632373109002950022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1632373109002950022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/photos.html' title='Photos !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rs2MBdBVO7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/JmTwqmCHzBE/s72-c/P1060240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1984325592855105565</id><published>2007-08-19T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:23:29.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>CLICK !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.prankspace.com/funny/red.swf" menu="false" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer/" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;press it. i know u want to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.prankspace.com/funny/end.swf" menu="false" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer/" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine likes this flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.prankspace.com/funny/llamasong.swf" menu="false" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer/" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never ending but funny lama song. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1984325592855105565?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1984325592855105565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1984325592855105565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1984325592855105565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1984325592855105565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/click.html' title='CLICK !!!!!!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-7227756861190627940</id><published>2007-08-19T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:24:23.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goats ate my hair on friday !!! haha. no la, i went to cut my hair at parkway after school. at NK hairworks. 1st time there, clementine recommend it to me. it was not bad. i cut V shape and they claimed that my longest piece was hair was my original length. but how come it looks so short? i like the cut, but i miss my long hair. but at least i feel light headed now. xD haha. no i'm not an air head. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend the whole of yesterday slacking around. in front of the computer, in front of the tv, on the bed, drawing class tee and jacket. i shall scan it into the comp once it's done. the jacket design is done, but i shall scan everything at one go once the shirt design it completed. i think my black marker is running out of ink. my contact designing is draining all its uses. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone called me at 7.10am this morning. i wonder who. cause i cancelled my caller id. so i have no idea who called me. but 7.10am on a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SUNDAY MORNING? &lt;/span&gt;who the hell called? ok if it was for something important i will forgive that person, but if it is for a trivial matter i will kill him/her. haha. ok not to the extent since i wasn't awoken by it. yes i sleep like a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of this crappy stuff. i shall post some pictures that i took throughout the week. ok technically only 2 days of the week and only during 2 moments. haha. but nevertheless, here are the pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT WE DOING DURING CONTACT TIME !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well, we were at the upper gallery and we had no seats so we sat by the steps. and we got so bored we started snapping pictures. this was the 1st period of the contact time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gernaine stole my hp !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfPNdBVOcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/px0o5uWJAIo/s1600-h/P1060002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfPNdBVOcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/px0o5uWJAIo/s320/P1060002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100272933055838658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cera!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfO6dBVObI/AAAAAAAAA5E/QxVmVutKZ2s/s1600-h/P1060005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfO6dBVObI/AAAAAAAAA5E/QxVmVutKZ2s/s320/P1060005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100272606638324146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gernaine: i'm emo. ellyn: i'm emo too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfOgNBVOaI/AAAAAAAAA48/21nDRy-EtNA/s1600-h/P1060008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfOgNBVOaI/AAAAAAAAA48/21nDRy-EtNA/s320/P1060008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100272155666758050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gernaine suggested we take a pic together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfOQtBVOZI/AAAAAAAAA40/wwx5OGUlGK8/s1600-h/P1060016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfOQtBVOZI/AAAAAAAAA40/wwx5OGUlGK8/s320/P1060016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100271889378785682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she took this picture and aimed the cam at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfODtBVOYI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wPpoDim4Wfc/s1600-h/P1060017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfODtBVOYI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wPpoDim4Wfc/s320/P1060017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100271666040486274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i took the cam from her since she was a bad photographer and aimed the cam at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfN2tBVOXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZJuzlMwYq0g/s1600-h/P1060018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfN2tBVOXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZJuzlMwYq0g/s320/P1060018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100271442702186866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gernaine = shy???? NO WAY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfNotBVOWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/mVOKwPyovv0/s1600-h/P1060020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfNotBVOWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/mVOKwPyovv0/s320/P1060020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100271202184018274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peek a boo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfK0NBVOVI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5CHWY4CiNP4/s1600-h/P1060022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfK0NBVOVI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5CHWY4CiNP4/s320/P1060022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100268101217630546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ellyn caught in the act of SLEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfKidBVOUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/bwGtyFEhBZM/s1600-h/P1060024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfKidBVOUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/bwGtyFEhBZM/s320/P1060024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100267796274952514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gernaine's out to suck her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJytBVOSI/AAAAAAAAA38/Mk7Xm_mIL8A/s1600-h/P1060025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJytBVOSI/AAAAAAAAA38/Mk7Xm_mIL8A/s320/P1060025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100266975936198946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who do u think u are gerniane? pushing me around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJctBVORI/AAAAAAAAA30/FB_ABblT3cE/s1600-h/P1060030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJctBVORI/AAAAAAAAA30/FB_ABblT3cE/s320/P1060030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100266597979076882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what's with gernaine and EMO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJINBVOQI/AAAAAAAAA3s/EvyHt-0DTec/s1600-h/P1060037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfJINBVOQI/AAAAAAAAA3s/EvyHt-0DTec/s320/P1060037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100266245791758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we took a picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfIn9BVOPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/7sGxHv51FRE/s1600-h/P1060042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfIn9BVOPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/7sGxHv51FRE/s320/P1060042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100265691740977394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the 2nd period came in and gernaine started sleeping on my lap. very comfortable hor? haha. i was designing the class tee while dearest gernaine slept soundly for one whole period on my lap. haha. too bad i didn't take a picture of it. i didn't dare to move an inch cause i was afraid to wake her up. and everyone else was sleeping too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT WE DO IN MATHS CLASS !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's maths class and what we do. i was doing chem remedial work that was supposed to be handed in by 1 that day. but after chem we started chem whoring and fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ben is gay! and i didn't do a funny face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfIU9BVOOI/AAAAAAAAA3c/W7YMYDEs_XQ/s1600-h/P1060060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfIU9BVOOI/AAAAAAAAA3c/W7YMYDEs_XQ/s320/P1060060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100265365323462882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gernaine and ben can go stage a play&lt;/span&gt;. and the storyline will be boy likes girls, girl don't like boy. boy is a stalker and keeps looking at girl with a love sick expression while girl hates boy and is irritated by him. what's the ending? i dunno. i just made them pose this way for the sake of my artistic collection of pictures. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfHktBVOMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ckd-DmI_Y3k/s1600-h/P1060064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfHktBVOMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ckd-DmI_Y3k/s320/P1060064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100264536394774722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7th month. and i look like a GHOST !!! goodbye messy long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfHK9BVOLI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ITY2tXqMQwI/s1600-h/P1060069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfHK9BVOLI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ITY2tXqMQwI/s320/P1060069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100264094013143218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nanxiao and chunhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfG0dBVOKI/AAAAAAAAA28/J2NnkaJcGVw/s1600-h/P1060070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfG0dBVOKI/AAAAAAAAA28/J2NnkaJcGVw/s320/P1060070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100263707466086562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;delia and ice always so hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfF6NBVOHI/AAAAAAAAA2k/SAMPDHhw0NQ/s1600-h/P1060073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfF6NBVOHI/AAAAAAAAA2k/SAMPDHhw0NQ/s320/P1060073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100262706738706546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are they hardworking? or ACTING hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfFj9BVOGI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qwfj6uCmuW8/s1600-h/P1060076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfFj9BVOGI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qwfj6uCmuW8/s320/P1060076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100262324486617186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hi gernaine !!! never knew u are so shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfFVNBVOFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Bp5efsaChgE/s1600-h/P1060078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfFVNBVOFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Bp5efsaChgE/s320/P1060078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100262071083546706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boo!!! ben sees me. but farah don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfE6NBVOEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1DqL77y_Ykg/s1600-h/P1060080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfE6NBVOEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1DqL77y_Ykg/s320/P1060080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100261607227078722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gernaine again. haha. i think she posed for a couple of moments while i took a few photos here and there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEmdBVODI/AAAAAAAAA2E/xo10NR2nd_4/s1600-h/P1060082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEmdBVODI/AAAAAAAAA2E/xo10NR2nd_4/s320/P1060082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100261267924662322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course after every photo entry. u cannot forget a little dosage of ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shorter and neater fringe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEO9BVOCI/AAAAAAAAA18/b1k-UmaWvgA/s1600-h/smilezz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEO9BVOCI/AAAAAAAAA18/b1k-UmaWvgA/s320/smilezz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100260864197736482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in sync with the 7th month. and i didn't photoshop the colour of the picture. it was all camera effect =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEJNBVOBI/AAAAAAAAA10/twVL_R0Cmtk/s1600-h/don%27t+mess+with+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfEJNBVOBI/AAAAAAAAA10/twVL_R0Cmtk/s320/don%27t+mess+with+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100260765413488658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovely gothic picture (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfDw9BVOAI/AAAAAAAAA1s/4PhABE4XYr4/s1600-h/don%27tjudgeme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfDw9BVOAI/AAAAAAAAA1s/4PhABE4XYr4/s320/don%27tjudgeme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100260348801660930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your truly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfDjdBVN-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/jhhmBgz5h1I/s1600-h/mememe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfDjdBVN-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/jhhmBgz5h1I/s320/mememe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100260116873426914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get down to work. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've decided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-7227756861190627940?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7227756861190627940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=7227756861190627940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7227756861190627940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/7227756861190627940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RsfPNdBVOcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/px0o5uWJAIo/s72-c/P1060002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-97875762069231668</id><published>2007-08-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:25:55.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Tears down my cheek</title><content type='html'>i've just heard a sad love story. and it reminds me of my 1st crush. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of love story. it reminds me of what ben and i talked about yesterday. yes, it was about love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben said that isn't it better that u stay friends with the person u like? cause if they get together, they are bound to argue and then break up. like himself and his ex. now they are not even friends. this was also what he told charles. okok we were emo, so the topic came up. well we were listening to emo songs so we were emo la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the topic, i agree with ben. but it is just so sad. what if both of the friends like each other? don't they just want to be together? but it will risk the loss of their friendship. how sad. and ben is really so wei da, to sacrifice love for the sake of a never ending friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i can do that. i like someone, but i don't think i will choose to remain friends. i'm selfish. haha. but i've seen him in and out of a few relationships already. and it just hurts me to just remain friends. to not know whether he feel the same way. but this time, it will be the last time i'll be hurt. i shall not hold on anymore. i've waited long enough and get hurt too many times. this time, it shall be the last. i'll just see him through his last relationship. and after that, i'll wait for just a while and then i'll move on. i shall not get hurt the next time. cause there will be no more next time. this will be the last. i shall stare at bbb instead. but damn, i can't, cause bbb knows me already. not personally but he knows who i am. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a weird thing. though i like someone, i know i'm not ready for a relationship. i cannot stand commitment. i fear commitment. it is fearful. in a relationship, u need to commit time. and there are bound to be hurt and arguments. relationship are never smooth sailing. now i understand why a particular someone don't want a relationship. i was so naive 2 years ago to have think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some people are constantly looking for someone to hold them close. they need this commitment because they feel insecure without it. they want to be loved. they need the love. they need to feel that they are meaningful to someone. they need to have a meaning to life. or maybe they are just too used to being in a relationship that they cannot do without one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a complicated thing. i just want to escape from this web of love. i'm stuck now, someone can u pull me out of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;this will be the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i promised myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;no longer will i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;see u with one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i shall stand strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and try to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;this will be the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;my very last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that i will get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i promise myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-97875762069231668?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/97875762069231668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=97875762069231668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/97875762069231668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/97875762069231668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/tears-down-my-cheek.html' title='Tears down my cheek'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-5340659989981896155</id><published>2007-08-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:26:27.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H-E-L-L-O !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling emo. but i shall not blog emo-ly. i shall be happy and blog about happy things. happy thoughts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with yesterday. 2.4 was bad. i think my stamina is horrible now. i miss my last year's timing. all those training in band helped me with that timing. now after slacking for so long. my stamina is back to square one. =( bad bad bad. i'm just lucky i passed. after i ran, i felt so much like puking. but i didn't eat breakfast, so there is nothing to puke. if i do, it would be disgusting. the previous day's dinner would have been more than half digested already. imagine that coming out. eww... ok don't try to imagine. i had to rest for a horribly long time and i feel like i was going to faint if i stood up. see how bad my stamina is. =( i'm sad. during gp i feel very uncomfortable. i think it's due to the run. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt;) so as u can see i didn't pay attention during gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths lecture was a waste of time. i should have ponned it. we already finished the lecture notes, due to the fact that my class went to LT2. and i can't understand a single word the LT1 lecturer is saying. so i end up talking to gernaine at the start of the lecture. then i plugged in my ipod and did some lit - tempest. and i was seated right in front of the door. ok not right in front, but i'm the closest to the door that i just want to take my bag and walk out of the lecture theatre. chem prac was boring. i just can't pay attention in class now. though i love lit lecture. ms nansi swapped with mr rajesh cause she lost her voice. and as usual, lit lectures always end earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths tutorial was another waste of time. i spent the time doodling and i have got a BRILLIANT idea for fifteen'07 class tee design. so smart. i shall spend tonight doing it. so it does actually mean i'm not exactly going to have much sleep. like when do i have enough sleep when i come to tjc. ended school at 3pm cause chinese cher isn't here. she isn't here for the whole week. and i skipped elective cause i was really tired. and i had to wait till 4.40 for it to start. but i ended up going to parkway with ben and gernaine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okok i know. xD&lt;/span&gt; we only left the place at quite a late timing. haha. took the same bus as ben home. i knew his home was near school. but i thought it would be nearer to school. i didn't know it was so near to my house. haha. kindda cool. he spent most of the bus ride talking about this very vulgar movie. ben is always talking about movies. he told gernaine this morning about the movie alone. when he already told ellyn and i last friday during pw meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is an ok day. morning i had break break break. yarr, 1st period free. 2nd period chinese, but cher isn't here. and 3rd is cohort break. used the time to do physics tutorial, slack, listen to ipod, but never study for physics test. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so smart&lt;/span&gt;. only know how to waste time. pw was also slack. ellyn ben and i were spamming gernaine's blog. haha. let's do it another time. it was damn funny. xD physic test was crap. i didn't know how to do practically EVERYTHING. and i made a bet with ben that if i get lower than him he has to treat me rojak. and the other way round if he get lower than me. gernaine!!! if i get the rojak, i'll drag u along (: physics tutorial was ok. kindda typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was yet another FAILED cg lunch. everyone goes off in different direction. and it ends up with us the same few having CG lunch. i love my cg. even though we have so many different subject combinations. fifteen'07 is just lovely. civis and contact time was crappy. we were at the upper gallery. during civis, we end up camwhoring with my camera. shall upload the pics this weekend once i edited it. during contact time. i started drawing the class tee design. and gernaine slept on me. so sweet right. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc was fun. elaine from 27/07 (my lit class) came for an interview to join tc. yay!!! people know about tc. and she is nice !!! (: discussed quite a bit in tc. i think tc is getting better. and we have similar views. esp about not having chalet and making year 2 and 3s pay if they want to come and stay. well, nothing's confirmed yet. so well, we'll just see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm suppose to do my hw. which i am so damn lazy to touch. i have physics remedial work to do. and lit tutorial to prep for. thank god i did chem tutorial already. maths tutorial ... hmm ... when do i ever do maths? tmr i'm so going to fail. i doubt i'll know a single question. omg! i think tmr, gernaine ben and i will go "we seriously have a problem". haha. but ben is bucking up. yes unbelievable. when am i going to start working? i wonder. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERNAINE !!! kick ur ass and start WORKING HARD !!!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go. i feel like slping so much. the bed is so tempting. and my yawns are getting bigger by the minute. so tempted. but NO! i shall do my hw. i'm such a good girl. as if. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUIYI&lt;/span&gt; !!! i found out who ur special someone is le. J? haha. no bad eh. and like treat u quite nice. u lucky girl !!! (: i'm happy for u. but why never tell me? is he ten ten? haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E to the M to the O.&lt;br /&gt;i'm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMO =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gernaine gave me a quiz and i'm suffering from depression. and i am suicidal. haha. people! grab me when i walk along the road. i might have the tendency to dash across to get banged by a car. ok, if u believe that, u don't know me at all. i'm not so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; to do such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPID thing&lt;/span&gt;. and the quiz is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not suicidal or depressed&lt;/span&gt;. i'm just emo.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; STUPID quiz is LYING !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;it's you, it's you, you make me sing. (but u don't know it's you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;those 3 words i said before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;has never changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-5340659989981896155?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5340659989981896155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=5340659989981896155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5340659989981896155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/5340659989981896155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/emo.html' title='EMO'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-8707961916658148982</id><published>2007-08-12T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:28:06.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>WEITNG !!!</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearest WEITING&lt;/span&gt; !!! she came to chat with me on msn. but my stupid msn received it late. so i replied late. i hope she did see my msg. i miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: jy.. u noe i miss u? yes i do.i noe i'm being kinda emo here but relly.. i miss u lots. u always cheer me up, write tiny notes, fold hearts n cute stuff to brighten up my day, n alot alot more... it's been so so long ever since someone wrote anything to me. n it's lik there's everything in my life except happiness. i forgot wad it is lik to hav all my frens. those frens who really r my frens. i hate my life now(almost). anyways, juz wanna say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: i love u jun ying!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: u'll be in my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: n socks too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: (ok i do sound kinda les...) but those were true words frm the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: -love-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: hey dear !!! cheer up =D i love u too. i'm so touched i really want to cry. xD and i also miss u so much. so so so so much. though i enjoy my life in jc, it is cannot be compared to the times i spent with u and sockz. dun be emo dear! smiles! i loved ur cute smiles. let's meet up soon k? dun be sad. i'll always love u too !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do hope she saw the last msg of mine. if not, i hope she is here to read my blog and to see my msg to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to scream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS WEITING !!!!&lt;/span&gt; i miss her so much. i never realised how much i missed her until she came to chat with me. reading her msg to me, i just feel so sad. i feel her sadness, i feel the heartache cause it hurts me to know she is sad. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and somehow it feels like a suicidal note, ok i have to be serious&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting is a lovely girl. so sweet and cute. she is someone who doesn't scheme. though she does complain about people and gossip about them. but everything about her is just so nice. even if she may not like someone, she is just nice to them. sometimes i just feel that she needs someone to be there for her. i wonder if someone is protecting her now in mjc. hopefully someone is still there for her. after reading her msg, i feel the rush to be there by her side. like last year, where i was there for her when mrs chee made suggested that she drop pure science. weiting, u did right! it was a right decision and nobody can judge u at all. but it was a tough struggle for her. i see remember vividly when she poured it all out. i still feel her pain. now she is all pain, it hurts me. i feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember her smiles. so adorable facial expressions. her long complains of many things. the times we spend together. the lunches we had after mrs chee sat's chem lesson at sing post ljs. our favourite haunt for saturdays. the times where we talked about a particular him. the times we just pour our hearts out about our heartbreak. but feel happy all over again cause we are there for each other. i just miss those happy times. i miss weiting. the happy weiting. but now, weiting seems to be left with all but happiness. and all but friends. it is hard to be in weiting's position. i'm not sure if she permits me to share this. but i shall say it anyway. it is hard being in a class with only 4 girls. and out of the 4 girls, being the only 2nd intake. and the other 3 thinks she is a nerd and don't hang out with her. weiting, u are not a nerd. it is not wrong to be hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tingx,  if u see this, just remember that there are always people who care. and i'll always be there. if u need me, i'll try my best to help u. to be ur support. that's what friends are for. i love u dear. though we have so little time to meet up, u are never forgotten. u are once my friend, still my friend, and always my friend. don't be sad. be positive. jc life is tough, but it will soon be over. just work hard. then we can hang out more. u'll always be in my heart. =D&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr33EjPuIMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/GDmBeHYmr_s/s1600-h/junnie+%26+weiting+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr33EjPuIMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/GDmBeHYmr_s/s320/junnie+%26+weiting+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097502010805985474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sec 3 end of year at seoul garden. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr30wzPuIJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Kng12gfNjzE/s1600-h/nerdy+tingx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr30wzPuIJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Kng12gfNjzE/s320/nerdy+tingx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097499472480313490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nerdy tingx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr3zsDPuIII/AAAAAAAAA0M/QfPAZOJPNnM/s1600-h/tingx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr3zsDPuIII/AAAAAAAAA0M/QfPAZOJPNnM/s320/tingx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097498291364307074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adorable tingx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr3zWTPuIHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/X0YwapWNdAU/s1600-h/weiting+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr3zWTPuIHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/X0YwapWNdAU/s320/weiting+%26+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097497917702152306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tingx and i at bedok lib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr31XjPuIKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/V813rS8A-7A/s1600-h/P1030266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr31XjPuIKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/V813rS8A-7A/s320/P1030266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097500138200244386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;national day 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr4CCDPuIRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/toK-Of5cwk0/s1600-h/me+%26+wt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr4CCDPuIRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/toK-Of5cwk0/s320/me+%26+wt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097514062484218130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last day of school in tk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr37FTPuIPI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Vt-X6YEhO_8/s1600-h/happy+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr37FTPuIPI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Vt-X6YEhO_8/s320/happy+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097506421737398514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tk band farewell party 2006 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr37vzPuIQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8Ur2HbMTmOc/s1600-h/P1040625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr37vzPuIQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8Ur2HbMTmOc/s320/P1040625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097507151881838850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2007 outing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU WEITING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry gernaine! wanted to dedicate a post to u, but i dedicate one to weiting instead. i shall dedicate one to u soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;when u look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;do u know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;my feeling's been the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;since the time i told u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that i love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-8707961916658148982?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8707961916658148982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=8707961916658148982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8707961916658148982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/8707961916658148982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/weitng.html' title='WEITNG !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rr33EjPuIMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/GDmBeHYmr_s/s72-c/junnie+%26+weiting+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-1238814626554763052</id><published>2007-08-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:28:43.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>BAD KID !!!</title><content type='html'>my record in TJC sux !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dun have a bad record la. as in no on paper and stuff. but i've done many things that are not right. and have been forgiven or not caught by the dm, mr tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been late 7 times already. 2 times i suppose due to exam. and 1 time due to the fact that i forgot to tap and only tapped my card at 12 plus. and then i was new hence i don't have my ct's number to inform him. ok so the other 4 times are really cause i was late. no excuses for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also absent from school for 7 times. 1 time excused cause i was sick. another time suppose to be excuse but i haven't been updated by my ct and that is the day i ponned school. 2 times due to orientation. 1 is last day of school of term 2. think it was a hol or something. and the other 1 time is that i forgot to give my ct my excused letter and i was really sick. so bad record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also caught ponning lessons twice. once for gp. once for contact time. and not known to mr tong is that i ponned maths i think for 2 or 2 times already. thank god mr tong pardon me and didn't ask me to write my records down. or else i really really have a BAD record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall try and be a good kid next year. and from now on. i'll try not to be LATE. or ABSENT for school. and i will not pon any lessons anymore. at most i shall go to maths and sleep there. =D or i might just sms people to disturb them. provided they reply me. technically very few people actually reply my msg. at least on time before i fall aslp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm watching the ring. stupidly making myself scared. though it isn't that scary. haha. ben was telling ellyn and i yesterday about the movie alone. he actually went to watch it. it looks cool. but yarr, as what ben said, it was scary. haha. i want to watch it. but nobody would want to watch it with me. and i cannot watch movies alone. esp not horror movies. so nahhx, alone is out for me. well, movies are out for me recently. no time to watch them due to my horrible long timetable. haiix. i shall continue watching the movie. toodles.&lt;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="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;if i said those 3 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;will u look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and say them back to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868292821429107606-1238814626554763052?l=escapist-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1238814626554763052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868292821429107606&amp;postID=1238814626554763052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1238814626554763052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868292821429107606/posts/default/1238814626554763052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapist-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-kid.html' title='BAD KID !!!'/><author><name>junying ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12316139947209866148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h292/lovehurtx-/me/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868292821429107606.post-2713789189400907352</id><published>2007-08-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:30:05.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>National Day !!! (:</title><content type='html'>i started reading harry potter and the half blood prince (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes i know, i haven't touched it, quite slow huh?&lt;/span&gt;) on sunday and i finished it today. i'm going to start on deathly hallows tomorrow. hope i can finish it so i can use the rest of my long weekend to have more fun while i try to squeeze in studying some where. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was pretty boring. but i had 3 periods free. 1st period a usual monday free period, then chinese teacher and mrs cheong weren't in school. so we had another 2 more periods to spare. i loved lit lessons. always. =D gp was crap. we had to do a timed assignment, which was our comprehension. i didn't have enough time to finish the last question. i only wrote 2 paragraphs for it and the bell went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues was pretty much better. for pe we didn't have to do any running as 01 - 10 was doing their nafpa 2.4. but i think with one week of slacking i am sure to be unable to run for napfa next week. but i will try my best. =D for gp, walker didn't come to school. haha. but ms faye tan came in for the 1st 5 minutes of the lesson. the rest of the lesson was SLACK!!! for maths lecture, cg15 became a LT2 crasher!!! haha. i can't stand the LT1's lecturer. i'm totally tune out during her lecture. and i continued to enjoy lit lectures. =D i slept through maths tutorial. i scored a 8 out of 25 for my test. i seriously wanted to pay attention, but i was just too tired that i fell aslp. mr wong! i promise i will try harder if i get enough sleep each day. chinese was funny with ben acting as the father in our passage. he read it in a very funny manner. after chinese i had my MAKING THE CUT elective by mr rajesh. (: it was a fun and interesting session. watch romeo and juliet. the leonardo dicaprio one. and we made much harsh comments about it. though i loved the love scenes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had national day celebrations. it was pretty boring. i thought as least tk's was abit more interesting with more activities. the concert was so-so only. i wasn't even watching it. the hall is horrible. i couldn't hear properly from where i was sitting. so i end up reading my hp book and finally finishing it. i wanted to cry when dumbledore died, but it would be so awkward to burst out in tears in the middle of a concert and in the middle of the hall. after concert, there was mass dance. but technically i'm a 2nd intake and i totally forgot how to dance mass dance after only 2 - 3 days of dancing it and it is after a time span of around 5 months. i don't have incredible memory. esp with so many tests that need memorizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the celebrations i had to do make up physics mock spa cause i ponned school last friday and missed mock spa. junying, u are damn smart. xD and after that, went for lunch with clem at pp and we went to mp lib to slack. went to the cafe, bought a drink, and stayed there to chat until 6. we wanted to mug so that we can enjoy our hols in peace, but we end up talking too much. totally NOT good. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clem asked me to out with her and sockz tmr, but they playing arcade and i'm totally not an arcade person. delia asked me to join them to watch secret tmr. but i'm broke. plus tmr's a public holiday. it cost $9.50. i'm spending too much money nowadays. and i don't know where the money all go to. so i shall stay home and have no life. =*( no la. i will go out but spend lesser money. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start counting down to my bday. haha. clem said she will treat me. ok maybe she didn't, but she wants to book me on that day. but i told her i will see 1st. sadly, that day despite being the week of the sep hols, it falls on a tues and it means there will be make up lecture or lesson sort of things that day. so unfortunate. i thought i could enjoy my birthday every year (at least in school) with a day to myself. nobody is suppose to get me a wallet !!! cause i'm buying myself a birthday present, and it will be a new wallet. a new WHITE wallet. (: saw one pretty one from the wallet shop. haha. i can't wait for my new wallet. i can't wait for my bday to buy it myself. ok i'm crazy. ignore me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are the pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yuhui and i. we love singapore? maybe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rrng1TPuIGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/OCKqeLxD92o/s1600-h/P1050897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rrng1TPuIGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/OCKqeLxD92o/s320/P1050897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096351659650326626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;delia is so cute. ARGH! don't take me. but she didn't block her face. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrnfyTPuIFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Hhf7E8kwXWs/s1600-h/P1050899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrnfyTPuIFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Hhf7E8kwXWs/s320/P1050899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096350508599091282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;edwin! yes u can see we are stuck at a corner. cozy corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrnetjPuIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/uoNhzEJMZoY/s1600-h/P1050901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrnetjPuIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/uoNhzEJMZoY/s320/P1050901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096349327483084866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people are waving their singapore flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndyDPuIDI/AAAAAAAAAzk/NQ3KtvcN0VM/s1600-h/P1050906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndyDPuIDI/AAAAAAAAAzk/NQ3KtvcN0VM/s320/P1050906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096348305280868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ice delia ivy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndXjPuICI/AAAAAAAAAzc/yrLvhVqq5-g/s1600-h/P1050911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndXjPuICI/AAAAAAAAAzc/yrLvhVqq5-g/s320/P1050911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096347850014335010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;edwin! is the concert that boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndJjPuIBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vB5LW0nRyOE/s1600-h/P1050914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/RrndJjPuIBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vB5LW0nRyOE/s320/P1050914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096347609496166418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my baby and i. (: i love my SEE-RAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rrnc5TPuIAI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9eeMbJg3xVs/s1600-h/P1050916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y1TiVnj4rvU/Rrnc5TPuIAI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9eeMbJg3xVs/s320/P1050916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096347330323292162" 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;and a usual photo post end with ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br
