<?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-9252581</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:37:08.702+08:00</updated><category term='blog links'/><category term='aya'/><category term='marathon'/><category term='mass curse'/><category term='pillars'/><category term='die'/><category term='imperfect'/><category term='mommy flyin off'/><category term='happygirl'/><category term='man u'/><category term='jap post'/><category term='random word game'/><category term='balls of fun'/><category term='angel-mortal'/><category term='eco week 2008'/><category term='emptiness'/><category term='decomposition'/><category term='girls and relationship'/><category term='longg 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term='fha'/><category term='ryo&apos;s nikki'/><category term='frustrations'/><category term='many many thots'/><category term='cedar spirit'/><category term='taiwan'/><category term='meet-ups'/><category term='food'/><category term='retard'/><category term='sorafune'/><category term='kanjani eito'/><category term='sosuke'/><category term='breaks'/><category term='expiry date'/><category term='read-only'/><title type='text'>dailys.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5492731128785074694</id><published>2008-08-24T03:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:41:01.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new add'/><title type='text'>brief stopover</title><content type='html'>yep, just gon be here to announce my new LJ add then i'm gonna scoot off to update in LJ again. yesyes, i realised i am damn bloody contradictin. i moved cos i dont want ppl to read but now i am openly sayin my new add again -.- i guess some things just nv change =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cos ppl like the nigger *ahem* totally doesnt knoe my new 'location', damn~ nice. hahaa! i'm LJ-ing now cos can categorized certain entries as private so i can like restrict the readers of my entry, so i feel better than way, just to satisfy my anal nature. also, the jap fans are more active at the LJ side and it is DEFINITELY more convenient, i totally cant live without my LJ communities now. hehee! tho i'd say it's so much easier postin pics on blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and berlinies, zee totally knoe how to access my private entry, ask her! if she doesnt rmb.. err.. i will try to rmb. hahaa! BINTAN SOOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that crap.. DOUZOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cigarettebutts.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-5492731128785074694?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5492731128785074694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5492731128785074694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/08/brief-stopover.html' title='brief stopover'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-9183291383099783396</id><published>2008-06-30T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T03:17:16.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moved again'/><title type='text'>adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i.. kinda moved =DDD movin, moved, whatever, it is somewhat similar. hoho. which is also why there is a sudden lack of entries here. i've been postin diligently to a new lj acct, cos the old one's friends list's a total mess and it's bein used as an 'open' acct for friends with no accts to view my current lj, how convenient. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it's understandable since most of my friends have lj and are postin at lj.. so, might as well, it is so on the way =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;evrytime i do a move, it is a simple sign of me bein anal and not wantin ppl to read secretly. of cos there are ppl i knoe who read 'secretly' basically, they dont tag. lol. hahaa! ppl like.. *cough* potato *cough* ms. noodles *cough* LOL! if i were b, i'd say, tag first then i'l give you the new user. hehee! altho i am damn sure, with potato's ability, she can TOTALLY find my new lj, sure cant underestimate her. hahaa! but since i am not b, i dont post unglam pics of you or whatsoever but you can get the user from b, cos i just told her a few hours ago. yes, not too long ago cos i was happily only writin for my friends who are ljusers. hehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am like some freekid who posts and posts. not gd, i am supposed to be studyin damn it! grrhhhh!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-9183291383099783396?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/9183291383099783396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/9183291383099783396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/adieu.html' title='adieu'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8693397711753179040</id><published>2008-06-21T00:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:35:10.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delegates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tasty singapore'/><title type='text'>every meetin has to come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as it was for this event. i did manage to snap some pics in the last day and a few in the lil india day. i shud have taken more durin the mustafa times cos that was really hilarious and thats what made me kinda attached to them x'((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; the pics are in random orders:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvadVTN9zI/AAAAAAAABLQ/EBH8UsFagRE/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvadVTN9zI/AAAAAAAABLQ/EBH8UsFagRE/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001191080294194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mr jeffrey mcclure &amp;amp; mr jason henderson] roamin ard lil india's provision stores, all these ppl.. whatever they can get their hands on goes  to their noses. they are chefs so i guess smellin the stuffs becomes a habit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvadgKuhfI/AAAAAAAABLY/5r4HUJjLTF8/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvadgKuhfI/AAAAAAAABLY/5r4HUJjLTF8/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001193997469170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; me&amp;amp;blondie] here you go, my fav. blonde =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvad7FfaOI/AAAAAAAABLg/JjCtSIVXBOg/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvad7FfaOI/AAAAAAAABLg/JjCtSIVXBOg/s320/IMG_0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001201223264482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; masterpiece]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvaeMvikWI/AAAAAAAABLo/mg0XlyYvtMY/s1600-h/mr+jeff+h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvaeMvikWI/AAAAAAAABLo/mg0XlyYvtMY/s320/mr+jeff+h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001205963034978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; MR JEFFREY ANDERSON!!!!] he rocks man! he is like some kid alws wanderin ard but somehow he is alws able to WANDER back to join us. i said wander cos he'd alws look lost walkin back. he's a really really sweet and funny guy. we went to mustafa and he did an indian accent IN FRONT of the indian cashier, we were so scared the cashier'd kill us or sth and he started sufferin from 'claustrophobia'. hahaa! he also found this sign that warns the staff not to chuck empty cartons at the particular spot BUT at the same spot there was a rack for empty cartons -.- lets assume there was a typo. lets just say we just had SO much fun at mustafa. hahaa! OH! and the way he flags cab. OMG! he sure is desperate to get one. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZqnizq7I/AAAAAAAABKo/Pa2uVsfU_gE/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZqnizq7I/AAAAAAAABKo/Pa2uVsfU_gE/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214000319804189618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mr jesus lobo &amp;amp; mr ken jenner] i think mr jenner's cute! hahaa! and he is uber nice as well, i was talkin to him abt how the neighbourhoods in singapore are like and how we think an one hour journey's considered terrible for locals here. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; they were supposed to cook satay sauce at the TCA that day and i was their 'sous chef' it was so fun workin with him and mr suman roy. mr roy looked damn pro, well he is a big-time chef anyhow and cos he is indian he is kinda gd with it =DD anw like i was sayin.. mr jenner's so nice he was tastin the sauce and he made me try it also and it was so nice cos he actually trusted me to try it whn he is somewhat a chef himself xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZq4bYpvI/AAAAAAAABKw/g6bvKZeA960/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZq4bYpvI/AAAAAAAABKw/g6bvKZeA960/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214000324336461554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mr jeff anderson &amp;amp; mrs jean lee] mrs lee was one of those in lil india and she is sucha nice lady, i totally enjoyed myself tellin her all the trivias that i knew abt the indian culture in singapore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrCaYPBI/AAAAAAAABK4/nlBeSIIkGG4/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrCaYPBI/AAAAAAAABK4/nlBeSIIkGG4/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214000327016594450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mr suman roy] he rocks! he is super loud and funny! he's a really gd chef cos he is an indian so he is in touch with the spices and he is currently located in canada so he kinda has the best of both world? he is totally fun! like some pimp. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrRupFwI/AAAAAAAABLA/7tC043SOTFk/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrRupFwI/AAAAAAAABLA/7tC043SOTFk/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214000331128116994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mrs deborah grossman] she is really like the old auntie but the v sweet kind. at first i thot she was like kinda unfriendly but it turned out that twas cos she is kinda hard of hearin so if she cant hear me, she definitely cant react to me. hahaha! she was so sweet, i really cant find another word for it.. she was part of the lil india grp and she was one of the first to rmb my name. niceee! she totally loved souvenirs and she managed to get a few nice souvenirs for her son-in-law and herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrgLu4PI/AAAAAAAABLI/ghnmDx012wA/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvZrgLu4PI/AAAAAAAABLI/ghnmDx012wA/s320/IMG_0930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214000335008227570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; prize presentation]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6F9yRpI/AAAAAAAABKA/POu3tLAlsps/s1600-h/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6F9yRpI/AAAAAAAABKA/POu3tLAlsps/s320/IMG_0943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997287133562514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; gutou &amp;amp; mr christopher ivens-brown] doesnt she just look traumatised? hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6SPkqTI/AAAAAAAABKI/_oWdrIm5lO4/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6SPkqTI/AAAAAAAABKI/_oWdrIm5lO4/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997290429393202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; potato, mr brown &amp;amp; me!] he is super nice, he is like the mood-maker and like playboy-like. blondie's his scandal. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6ii24eI/AAAAAAAABKQ/3u4Inr_hjvs/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6ii24eI/AAAAAAAABKQ/3u4Inr_hjvs/s320/IMG_0941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997294805246434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mr jose sainz] IF i didnt get his name wrong. he is the v obvious mexican cos of his accent but he is not that difficult to understand so i guess it is ok =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6wVX9uI/AAAAAAAABKY/xHL9dZ1uKEg/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW6wVX9uI/AAAAAAAABKY/xHL9dZ1uKEg/s320/IMG_0940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997298506790626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mr jason henderson] he sure is one stubborn person, thats what makes him unbearable but we kinda think he is cute. hahaa! i guess he is just too determined and persistent, v one-sided. other than that he is ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW66NvOJI/AAAAAAAABKg/tCffxvzkYQs/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvW66NvOJI/AAAAAAAABKg/tCffxvzkYQs/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997301159114898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mr richard vernon aka mr noodles &amp;amp; mr paul carr (i think?)] mr noodles' permanent sous chef is like gutou. hahaa! dont they just match? lol. he is a sweet guy as in v soft-spoken, gentle and well-mannered. like he'd be quiet, i dont even think he socialises much. v kept-back and evn whn he speaks to us, he is SOFT! and he says thank-you in a soft voice as well.. how demure's that? =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVesagnII/AAAAAAAABJY/FWAqvDACnYU/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVesagnII/AAAAAAAABJY/FWAqvDACnYU/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213995716906622082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mr jeff AGAIN! =DD] yes, he gave us a hug before they left ras. saddenin! =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfE5uRbI/AAAAAAAABJg/Si7jbirlynw/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfE5uRbI/AAAAAAAABJg/Si7jbirlynw/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213995723479991730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;blondie] i didnt knoe what was she doin and i was thinkin whn has she become a stick -face-to-face-camwhore. it was only after i took the pic that i realised she was posin like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfTuAIZI/AAAAAAAABJo/qDb_UYxBPY4/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfTuAIZI/AAAAAAAABJo/qDb_UYxBPY4/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213995727457362322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gerri] this is gerri and she reminds me of zee, she is v sweet and funny as well. the only incident i rmb of her was whn we were bitchin abt this irritatin biatch! hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfur3sGI/AAAAAAAABJw/ZmRMkHtrSNY/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVfur3sGI/AAAAAAAABJw/ZmRMkHtrSNY/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213995734696177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ms michelle moran] she is super friendly to us, esp potato!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVf0socxI/AAAAAAAABJ4/n1C3AciioPU/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvVf0socxI/AAAAAAAABJ4/n1C3AciioPU/s320/IMG_0944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213995736309986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sous chef &amp;amp; chef] this is potato and her chef ms moran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8693397711753179040?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8693397711753179040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8693397711753179040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/every-meetin-has-to-come-to-end.html' title='every meetin has to come to an end'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SFvadVTN9zI/AAAAAAAABLQ/EBH8UsFagRE/s72-c/IMG_0928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8313685731304400222</id><published>2008-06-15T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:06:55.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prac'/><title type='text'>practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;boku wa, netsu to shikki o, hontou suki ja nai!&lt;br /&gt;dakara zettai iraira suru&lt;br /&gt;ima shuui no shikki, hyaku-ju paasento no you na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afureru zannen maru ichinichi gakkari shita&lt;br /&gt;ippou dewa ki onetchuu shite iru de,&lt;br /&gt;mou ippou dewa minna to zenbu ni unzarisuru da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just tryin to prac so evn if you think my grammatical structure's screwed, let it alone&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/9252581-8313685731304400222?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8313685731304400222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8313685731304400222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/practice.html' title='practice'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5091965358106636864</id><published>2008-06-14T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:49:19.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental game'/><title type='text'>when they say read between the lines, mayb they really meant it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;curves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;stain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;forced contentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;black&lt;br /&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;barricade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shiro tshiatsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;believe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;motivated not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ekubo daisuki desu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9252581-5091965358106636864?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5091965358106636864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5091965358106636864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-they-say-read-between-lines-mayb.html' title='when they say read between the lines, mayb they really meant it..'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-977273093465762326</id><published>2008-06-14T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:02:16.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so likely'/><title type='text'>when you decide to be stupid, this is what happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833" title="eSpin the Bottle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" alt="Behold... My Future" title="Behold... My Future" border="0" height="150" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;Nishikido Ryo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;Osaka&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Apartment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;9 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;white Sports&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;Housewife&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833" title="whats your future"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" alt="whats your future" border="0" height="33" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px; font-family: arial;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMzM3NjI4MDU5NyZwdD*xMjEzMzc2MzI5MzI3JnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9TWFzaCtHYW1lJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-977273093465762326?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/977273093465762326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/977273093465762326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-decide-to-be-stupid-this-is.html' title='when you decide to be stupid, this is what happens'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-3388931546177056944</id><published>2008-06-11T05:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T05:14:13.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misetekure'/><title type='text'>THE performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKows_k1lH0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKows_k1lH0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with a lil fangirl-ing on some gayness. anw they held hands at one point cos the lyrics goes, 'do not let go of my hand'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KedMxrZ12o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KedMxrZ12o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/9252581-3388931546177056944?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3388931546177056944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3388931546177056944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/performance.html' title='THE performance'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7389778115254341883</id><published>2008-06-10T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:27:39.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><title type='text'>so.. what's your take on smokin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;met up with one of my friend for a short while recently.. yes, amidst my crazy proj schedule, and now i am takin up another job, tell me abt it. anw, yes, us bein us we decided to stay cooped in some cafe and chill. alot of topics came up within that short 3hours. it's definitely been some time since we last met up and lots of catchin up's definitely inevitable. i simply couldnt stop bein amazed at how much &lt;s&gt;we've&lt;/s&gt; she's grown, in no time, we will be enterin the society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;somehow we got to the topic of smokin. yesyes, that babe knoes what i do and dont. so we started discussin abt why ppl smoke these days. of cos i am not gon scream SMOKIN IS BAD! neither do i think it is good. i just think too much of anythg is bad. with that i dont mean anybod shud attempt drug. hahaa! comin to think of it, i think half of my friends smoke and it is definitely sad that one or two of them smoke cos they think it is cool and they totally dont enjoy doin it, so why bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of cos, i have friends who succumb to stress and end up lightin up. and these ppl are usually the ones who totally give me a shock cos i alws end up catchin them in the act and i dont knoe why it kinda hurts sometimes cos i alws think, why cudnt they've just told me man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i think smokin is ok, it is a gd way to destress and i am totally used to ppl smokin whn they are stressed in their work and tryin to work sth out lightin a stick but on norm days it shudnt be the case. hoho. i think social are definitely fine too. i dont believe in what the tp jerome said, that he doesnt believe in social cos they are fakers. err.. no, socials are no fakers :)) they are ppl who do not get addicted but still enjoy what they are doin, thats the main thg isnt it? i think all the smokers that i knoe are mainly from cj. hahaha! great school culture yeah? hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of cos there are many who are quittin, hooray! or mayb just 'demotin' from reg to social. hahaa! thats good enough i think. scooby said sth damn true, for those who smoke cos it's cool, may they shudnt cos with so many smokers these days, it is those who dont smoke who are cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok, i dont knoe what i am blabberin abt. hehee! all i think that it is ok to smoke but not do it cos 'hey! it's cool!' -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-7389778115254341883?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7389778115254341883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7389778115254341883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-whats-your-take-on-smokin.html' title='so.. what&apos;s your take on smokin?'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2056565973916800558</id><published>2008-06-10T04:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:45:12.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save Gaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco week 2008'/><title type='text'>i am willing to try but what about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;instead of frettin over the Sichuan earthquake or the unfortunate event in Myanmar (sorry, i am not too clear abt this), whr all we can do is donate our clothes, daily necessities and money. mayb we shud just look ahead and see our biggest prob, the ailin earth. i kinda knew Singapore kinda has this &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/savinggaia/"&gt;save Gaia&lt;/a&gt; campaign goin on but if you ask me i'd say the effort is weak. is this like some worldwide event thing? cos seriously, or shud i say ironincally, i am hearin or seein the efforts of this 'save-the-earth' of sorts event, from Japanese media; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Touch! Eco 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;s&gt;i still do keep my tv on with the local progs alright&lt;/s&gt; the Japanese are doin lots like this within the eco week which i assume is from 2june to 8june. the celebrities took up different challenges by carryin acts that were eco-friendly if i'm not wrong and one of them was to educate the africans or sth.. here's one of them. it is a clip showin the performance of the song fuka-fuka love the earth which translates into let's love the earth gently. it is a song co-written by all 7 of them in the band and the lightin of the performance was actually generated by the celebrities cyclin their asses off below the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CpDKvRffwD0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CpDKvRffwD0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta admit the adverts that Singapore has come up with feels real and movin. i guess it is one of the rare adverts that deserves praises. basically the Gaia from our Save Gaia campaign comes from this..&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;Gaia hypothesis&lt;/b&gt; is an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ecology" title="Ecology"&gt;ecological&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypothesis" title="Hypothesis"&gt;hypothesis&lt;/a&gt; that proposes that the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biosphere" title="Biosphere"&gt;biosphere&lt;/a&gt; and the physical components of the Earth (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atmosphere" title="Atmosphere"&gt;atmosphere&lt;/a&gt;  , &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cryosphere" title="Cryosphere"&gt;cryosphere&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydrosphere" title="Hydrosphere"&gt;hydrosphere&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lithosphere" title="Lithosphere"&gt;lithosphere&lt;/a&gt;) are coupled together to form a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Complex_system" title="Complex system"&gt;complex interacting system&lt;/a&gt;. This system is proposed to act in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homeostasis" title="Homeostasis"&gt;homeostatic&lt;/a&gt; fashion that preserves &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Climate" title="Climate"&gt;climatic&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biogeochemistry" title="Biogeochemistry"&gt;biogeochemical&lt;/a&gt; conditions on Earth that are suitable for living &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Organism" title="Organism"&gt;organisms&lt;/a&gt;. Named after the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaia_%28mythology%29" title="Gaia (mythology)"&gt;Greek Titan of the earth&lt;/a&gt;, the hypothesis is frequently described as viewing the Earth as a single organism. (from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaia_hypothesis"&gt;Wiki&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;so now i finally see the reason behind the govt's effort in tryin to motivate ppl to save on the electricity and the vigorous campaigns on savin electricity and the use of canvas bags instead of plastic bags. i guess it is workin? cos it is subtle and it slowly becomes part of us, a habitual thg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that bullshit, seriously i think i am your most eco-unfriendly person but i sure dont fancy carryin plastic bags ard unless necessary. so does that make me more eco-friendly now? i am not bein pro-Japanese here but it is still nice seein the efforts they are puttin it to create an awareness. some part of me dont really care if it is from the bottom of their hearts that they care for the earth or simply doin it for publicity cos it is heartenin seein ppl evn tryin. mayb, just mayb, from today, i can just do a small part. i was once that selfish to think that i need not cos i wont live to see the earth deteriorates but now, i might just wanna consider how i cant do my part (less hairspray anybod? hahaa!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;just a tiny question... why is environmentally-friendly shortened to eco-friendly?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to blog abt my ssm proficiency test and my drama review on Last Friends but well, i guess this needed more attention so those two just gotta wait..&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/9252581-2056565973916800558?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2056565973916800558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2056565973916800558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-willing-to-try-but-what-about-you.html' title='i am willing to try but what about you?'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8624331570487310084</id><published>2008-06-04T00:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:20:43.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many many thots'/><title type='text'>compilation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last Friends: (ep.4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;boku wa..　itsumo.. kino(kimi no) matte.. matsu matsu.. akunai da..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hitoribocchitte yuna, minna sou dayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kanjani 8: (Itsuta Mata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dakishimete hoshii yoru boku datte tsuyokunai kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kizutsuku koto saw osoreteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kinou niwa mou, modoranaiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tsuyoku nara kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What you looking for flyin into the sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;All you gotta do is believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First completed the movie Crows Zero, basically it is your action flick; a high school based. Fine, I gotta admit that I am totally addicted to Jap production, storyline and what have you. So much so that I am havin probs tryin to appreciate western movies. It is either that or no movies are up to standards for my likin so far. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Basically czero is abt this high school whr all the boys fight to rule the school. Fight as in literal brutal force. It got me thinking, if I were to be in a school like that, in a fight like that, how would I fight? Honestly, there is not hundred percent guarantee but considerin the fact that I think I do crazy thgs under the influence of this chemical called adrenaline, I’d hate to imagine. I guess I’d go crazy, like total wild whackfest. The more pain I get from the injuries I sustain in the fight (it is inevitable in a fight isit? We are no manga characters), the harder my punches will be and I’d totally make sure the ppl I hit suffer, sick I knoe. I can totally see myself losin all senses.. mayb I’d be less destructive whn I am younger, I rmb wrestling with my older cuz. Back then twas still the blind punches but now I’d prolly really make sure my punches hit home. Of cos all these are just hypothetic, cos I think my kicks are pretty weak in reality, esp my left leg but I cant my right shud do some decent damage with all that muscles. Hahaha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Still, I kinda envy the feel in the whole movie. I mean your normal girls might just go, “I cant understand what they are fightin for?!” but I’d say they are fightin for a very noble cause. It is appropriate cos they are still young, they are carryin the hopes of their comrades and many other ppl whn they fight. It is not just your childish lets fight cos you stared at me, WTF?! It has a purpose, on the shoulders of the ‘men’ (tho they are only say, 18?) are the dreams of many others. It may be a burden but it is also a very strong drivin force. The closest I can think of in real life is team sports. As a capt, you carry with you the responsibilities, the dream, hope and the trust your team mates entrust upon you. You not only mark you own opponent, you make sure your team mates are copin, you rush up to take knocks for them (who says ppl play clean sports), alws be the first to save balls from getting beyond the court if twas in your possession. The whole chemistry of a TEAM. I cant say we lay our lives dwn for each other but our bodies at least. The injuries sustained, the fall, the blood, the scars are all evidence of our sacrifices. Many of these stay with us till we lay six feet under but they are sweet sacrifices, for the memories are not sth anyone can rob you of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dont do it, pls dont.. you knoe i wont voice it out. i wont say anythg cos i dont knoe how to put them into words and it just isnt me. i dont believe in forcin thgs of this aspect. forget abt the 'accomodatin', 'adjustin' or 'adaptin'. tried, tested and failed. i am anal, i only want the best. mayb thats why the previous ones have failed thus far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont knoe if my temper has improved or many thgs doesnt matter anymore.. i'd rather be left alone than to suit others. whn i dont flare, it doesnt mean i am fine with it, i just cannot be bothered to make thgs more troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mayb there is a reason why my counsellors have alws pointed out that i am too sarcastic and arrogant. i mean at least i am myself in front of them but the comments that return really arent too nice.. sometimes i just dont feel like bein too nice, more often than not, the result of bein nice is just bein taken for granted. it really isnt worth it, is it? if thats the case, i'd rather be feared and unapproachable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8624331570487310084?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8624331570487310084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8624331570487310084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/compilation.html' title='compilation'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5954548177000882854</id><published>2008-06-01T22:42:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:14:29.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic alvinkang in good mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camwhore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids&apos; run'/><title type='text'>because evrybod's more interested in the cacoon than the caterpillar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold Storage Kids' Run:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2cR88JnI/AAAAAAAABFg/GE7kOaXX3mw/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2cR88JnI/AAAAAAAABFg/GE7kOaXX3mw/s200/IMG_0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206924716165310066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2bR88JmI/AAAAAAAABFY/0FFmRE4nbXc/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2bR88JmI/AAAAAAAABFY/0FFmRE4nbXc/s200/IMG_0738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206924698985440866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2ch88JoI/AAAAAAAABFo/prnQ_W1Y2Lo/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2ch88JoI/AAAAAAAABFo/prnQ_W1Y2Lo/s200/IMG_0742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206924720460277378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2dh88JqI/AAAAAAAABF4/kVrtpriiWm8/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2dh88JqI/AAAAAAAABF4/kVrtpriiWm8/s200/IMG_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206924737640146594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2dB88JpI/AAAAAAAABFw/4ttw1ei8UWM/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2dB88JpI/AAAAAAAABFw/4ttw1ei8UWM/s200/IMG_0745.JPG" alt="" 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK3KB88JvI/AAAAAAAABGg/xBGfAiMMhYM/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK3KB88JvI/AAAAAAAABGg/xBGfAiMMhYM/s200/IMG_0751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206925502144325362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK3Jh88JuI/AAAAAAAABGY/sqqfD3XW2zY/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK3Jh88JuI/AAAAAAAABGY/sqqfD3XW2zY/s200/IMG_0750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206925493554390754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhorin on the way to esplanade:&lt;br /&gt;i am REALLY short! i had to tiptoe for all the pics or kster had to bend dwn. the difference is more than prominent in pic 4&amp;amp;5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32x88J0I/AAAAAAAABHI/7L85vPGDqS4/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32x88J0I/AAAAAAAABHI/7L85vPGDqS4/s200/IMG_0756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206926270943471426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32h88JzI/AAAAAAAABHA/BCs71wFFTZU/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32h88JzI/AAAAAAAABHA/BCs71wFFTZU/s200/IMG_0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206926266648504114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32R88JyI/AAAAAAAABG4/VHbz1xpybpE/s1600-h/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32R88JyI/AAAAAAAABG4/VHbz1xpybpE/s200/IMG_0754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206926262353536802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32B88JxI/AAAAAAAABGw/BTUkz1rnK0w/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK32B88JxI/AAAAAAAABGw/BTUkz1rnK0w/s200/IMG_0753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206926258058569490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK31R88JwI/AAAAAAAABGo/aEF2FMNOV0k/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK31R88JwI/AAAAAAAABGo/aEF2FMNOV0k/s200/IMG_0752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206926245173667586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5nR88J5I/AAAAAAAABHw/wXfyWnLsofs/s1600-h/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5nR88J5I/AAAAAAAABHw/wXfyWnLsofs/s200/IMG_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206928203678754706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5mx88J4I/AAAAAAAABHo/skc9fDEMFmQ/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5mx88J4I/AAAAAAAABHo/skc9fDEMFmQ/s200/IMG_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206928195088820098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5lh88J2I/AAAAAAAABHY/kueXybkcKOM/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK5lh88J2I/AAAAAAAABHY/kueXybkcKOM/s200/IMG_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206928173613983586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK6Hx88J7I/AAAAAAAABIA/RT41RmIKeWw/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK6Hx88J7I/AAAAAAAABIA/RT41RmIKeWw/s200/IMG_0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206928762024503218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some artistic shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61B88J-I/AAAAAAAABIY/YYLbsGZBS4o/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61B88J-I/AAAAAAAABIY/YYLbsGZBS4o/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206929539413583842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61x88KAI/AAAAAAAABIo/xhxxvk-qG3w/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61x88KAI/AAAAAAAABIo/xhxxvk-qG3w/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206929552298485762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61h88J_I/AAAAAAAABIg/Mlc_hUtYRMo/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK61h88J_I/AAAAAAAABIg/Mlc_hUtYRMo/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206929548003518450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with b. hahaha! that badmood girl treated us to prawn mee and today i was the messy-eater =X sorrysorry. hehee! and i was beyond high, for some known reason and i cudnt stop laughin. i laugh so hard i was totally wobbly. hahaa! and b bein in her badmood, twas.. err.. b, sometimes bein at your hse whn you badmood's really bad. today, lucky i wasnt alone if not really sian. hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;finally, endin of with a classic pic.. this pic is just too KAWAIII~! for me to just post it in small size. &lt;s&gt;mangaboy&lt;/s&gt; alvinkang and his manga pose that screams, YAMETTE~! hahaha!! he was supposed to look small, and i am supposed to look tall. &lt;s&gt;ok, and i TOTALLY look constipated.....&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&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/9252581-5954548177000882854?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5954548177000882854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5954548177000882854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-evrybods-more-interested-in.html' title='because evrybod&apos;s more interested in the cacoon than the caterpillar'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SEK2cR88JnI/AAAAAAAABFg/GE7kOaXX3mw/s72-c/IMG_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6370389142890626246</id><published>2008-05-28T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:39:36.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in a day&apos;s work'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;stupid acctg tutorial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU_R88JiI/AAAAAAAABFA/1mWg-O8JLPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU_R88JiI/AAAAAAAABFA/1mWg-O8JLPQ/s320/IMG_0690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205128715460945442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU_h88JkI/AAAAAAAABFM/fi43aALVPQY/s1600-h/IMG_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU_h88JkI/AAAAAAAABFM/fi43aALVPQY/s320/IMG_0688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205128719755912770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxURR88JZI/AAAAAAAABD8/O3yEQ2G-KQk/s1600-h/IMG_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxURR88JZI/AAAAAAAABD8/O3yEQ2G-KQk/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205127925186962834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxURx88JaI/AAAAAAAABEE/Mqln6a2mYZI/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxURx88JaI/AAAAAAAABEE/Mqln6a2mYZI/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205127933776897442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUTB88JbI/AAAAAAAABEM/UzFlBWA2Aho/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUTB88JbI/AAAAAAAABEM/UzFlBWA2Aho/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205127955251733938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the view:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUUR88JcI/AAAAAAAABEU/k_7GBRYF7W8/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUUR88JcI/AAAAAAAABEU/k_7GBRYF7W8/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205127976726570434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUVh88JdI/AAAAAAAABEc/1q48WK820t8/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxUVh88JdI/AAAAAAAABEc/1q48WK820t8/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205127998201406930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KiKi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-B88JeI/AAAAAAAABEk/WkXuLaluUtc/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-B88JeI/AAAAAAAABEk/WkXuLaluUtc/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205128693986108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-h88JgI/AAAAAAAABE0/IOY-WJW4HDM/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-h88JgI/AAAAAAAABE0/IOY-WJW4HDM/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205128702576043522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-h88JfI/AAAAAAAABEs/q1EDGm6twTc/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxU-h88JfI/AAAAAAAABEs/q1EDGm6twTc/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205128702576043506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6370389142890626246?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='birthdays within 2 days'/><title type='text'>lovelove♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;KOR'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21st BIRTHDAY: (BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOLD)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3x88JSI/AAAAAAAABDE/AuR9ZH5e3OI/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3x88JSI/AAAAAAAABDE/AuR9ZH5e3OI/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124188565415202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;VENUE: Mount Faber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPMB88JNI/AAAAAAAABCc/2QlnYYLIn8g/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPMB88JNI/AAAAAAAABCc/2QlnYYLIn8g/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205122337434510546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPMh88JOI/AAAAAAAABCk/771sTnQnHiw/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPMh88JOI/AAAAAAAABCk/771sTnQnHiw/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205122346024445154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPJx88JLI/AAAAAAAABCM/fV2EW9-7Eek/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPJx88JLI/AAAAAAAABCM/fV2EW9-7Eek/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205122298779804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPLB88JMI/AAAAAAAABCU/75e3z8MFKk0/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPLB88JMI/AAAAAAAABCU/75e3z8MFKk0/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205122320254641346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoB88JVI/AAAAAAAABDc/sp3hQSug_k8/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoB88JVI/AAAAAAAABDc/sp3hQSug_k8/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125017494103378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRox88JYI/AAAAAAAABD0/C3BD1hQKBCE/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRox88JYI/AAAAAAAABD0/C3BD1hQKBCE/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125030379005314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoh88JWI/AAAAAAAABDk/jXm7EYC2EGo/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoh88JWI/AAAAAAAABDk/jXm7EYC2EGo/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125026084037986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoh88JXI/AAAAAAAABDs/lkSN_gTRa3U/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRoh88JXI/AAAAAAAABDs/lkSN_gTRa3U/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125026084038002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE PEOPLE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ2B88JPI/AAAAAAAABCs/Br0viIA_hI0/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ2B88JPI/AAAAAAAABCs/Br0viIA_hI0/s320/IMG_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124158500644082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRnh88JUI/AAAAAAAABDU/Vgsw0Q8DoX4/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxRnh88JUI/AAAAAAAABDU/Vgsw0Q8DoX4/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125008904168770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ4h88JTI/AAAAAAAABDM/crhMEn8uo7c/s1600-h/IMG_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ4h88JTI/AAAAAAAABDM/crhMEn8uo7c/s320/IMG_0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124201450317106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3B88JQI/AAAAAAAABC0/g4Lk1nAjcdY/s1600-h/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3B88JQI/AAAAAAAABC0/g4Lk1nAjcdY/s320/IMG_0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124175680513282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3R88JRI/AAAAAAAABC8/XcSvcKwWBBU/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3R88JRI/AAAAAAAABC8/XcSvcKwWBBU/s320/IMG_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124179975480594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOWELL'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 20th BIRTHDAY:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgB88JGI/AAAAAAAABBk/UQU8Dqw4iag/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgB88JGI/AAAAAAAABBk/UQU8Dqw4iag/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205120482008638562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLrR88JEI/AAAAAAAABBU/T1YIlaBPFpc/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLrR88JEI/AAAAAAAABBU/T1YIlaBPFpc/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118476258911298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PART OF BERLIN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNfh88JFI/AAAAAAAABBc/Cd6qXxzzark/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNfh88JFI/AAAAAAAABBc/Cd6qXxzzark/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205120473418703954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLrB88JDI/AAAAAAAABBM/w1l_8wGZTY4/s1600-h/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLrB88JDI/AAAAAAAABBM/w1l_8wGZTY4/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118471963943986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgR88JHI/AAAAAAAABBs/redYyt3PaAk/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgR88JHI/AAAAAAAABBs/redYyt3PaAk/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205120486303605874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgh88JII/AAAAAAAABB0/pu53-57tTQI/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgh88JII/AAAAAAAABB0/pu53-57tTQI/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205120490598573186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPJB88JKI/AAAAAAAABCE/h9itczMJwmk/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxPJB88JKI/AAAAAAAABCE/h9itczMJwmk/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205122285894902946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgx88JJI/AAAAAAAABB8/se87lNOBR_8/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxNgx88JJI/AAAAAAAABB8/se87lNOBR_8/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205120494893540498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ADEL'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;19th BIRTHDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;VENUE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG8x88I5I/AAAAAAAAA_8/xYdHj4mKOzk/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG8x88I5I/AAAAAAAAA_8/xYdHj4mKOzk/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205113279348482962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCHh88I1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/EXmQhmbeZCU/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCHh88I1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/EXmQhmbeZCU/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205107966473937746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqx88JCI/AAAAAAAABBE/E4NnlHGSzZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqx88JCI/AAAAAAAABBE/E4NnlHGSzZ4/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118467668976674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;PLAN: KIDNAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-yB88ItI/AAAAAAAAA-c/O2SFyU1WdOI/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-yB88ItI/AAAAAAAAA-c/O2SFyU1WdOI/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104298571866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-xB88IsI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ce6b-rijrjw/s1600-h/IMG_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-xB88IsI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ce6b-rijrjw/s320/IMG_0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104281391997634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-yB88ItI/AAAAAAAAA-c/O2SFyU1WdOI/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-yB88ItI/AAAAAAAAA-c/O2SFyU1WdOI/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104298571866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-zB88IuI/AAAAAAAAA-k/BB_nOMBmKZs/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-zB88IuI/AAAAAAAAA-k/BB_nOMBmKZs/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104315751736034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-zh88IvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UWAJh5Cqtxo/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-zh88IvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UWAJh5Cqtxo/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104324341670642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-0B88IwI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GHgmocPnmYg/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDw-0B88IwI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GHgmocPnmYg/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205104332931605250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OUTCOME: BIG SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;small&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blunders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKXB88I_I/AAAAAAAABAs/502KgKqM9ZM/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKXB88I_I/AAAAAAAABAs/502KgKqM9ZM/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205117028854932466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqh88JBI/AAAAAAAABA8/u4MST_V3DUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqh88JBI/AAAAAAAABA8/u4MST_V3DUQ/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118463374009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWh88I9I/AAAAAAAABAc/SpFjv81zG3M/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWh88I9I/AAAAAAAABAc/SpFjv81zG3M/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205117020264997842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWx88I-I/AAAAAAAABAk/Yj0vBtufQ-w/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWx88I-I/AAAAAAAABAk/Yj0vBtufQ-w/s320/IMG_0603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205117024559965154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG9R88I6I/AAAAAAAABAE/8XcGGUId4x8/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG9R88I6I/AAAAAAAABAE/8XcGGUId4x8/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205113287938417570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWR88I8I/AAAAAAAABAU/BSmDCygInVM/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxKWR88I8I/AAAAAAAABAU/BSmDCygInVM/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205117015970030530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG8B88I4I/AAAAAAAAA_0/RKWFmcyc7jE/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG8B88I4I/AAAAAAAAA_0/RKWFmcyc7jE/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205113266463581058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG7B88I2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/1NZlYLdsBj0/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG7B88I2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/1NZlYLdsBj0/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205113249283711842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG7R88I3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/BwF9yq-mnPU/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxG7R88I3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/BwF9yq-mnPU/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205113253578679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqR88JAI/AAAAAAAABA0/acui_1u_y2o/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxLqR88JAI/AAAAAAAABA0/acui_1u_y2o/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118459079042050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELPER: THE 'AHMAD'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCGR88IyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/74q7UVoHzQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCGR88IyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/74q7UVoHzQ0/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205107944999101218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCHB88I0I/AAAAAAAAA_U/HTcBmdk4erQ/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCHB88I0I/AAAAAAAAA_U/HTcBmdk4erQ/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205107957884003138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRILLIANT MASTERMINDS: P&amp;amp;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCGh88IzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/bnqUUx1ISEY/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxCGh88IzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/bnqUUx1ISEY/s320/IMG_0563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205107949294068530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9252581-5567006235432044324?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5567006235432044324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5567006235432044324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/lovelove.html' title='lovelove♥'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDxQ3x88JSI/AAAAAAAABDE/AuR9ZH5e3OI/s72-c/IMG_0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-890418667142728322</id><published>2008-05-26T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:00:13.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgotten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emptiness'/><title type='text'>the forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i think i'm seriously startin to forget how to blog. i kinda went on a hiatus cos i am on an all time low and i really dont fancy rantin at ppl on my blog, cos i'l be evn nastier not that i am all nice and sweet now. hehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've been eatin too much sweet stuffs lately! serious! and i think i am puttin on weight again! yabai! damn sian la! and i've alr got at least TWO ppl commentin on my fats, ok, enough ar. later i flare. hahaha! and fry yall with my pork oil. hahaha! i am like tryin to eat to fill up the feel of emptiness but not workin, it is backfirin! hahaha! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i knoe i am supposed to upload many pics but lazy and i am SUPPOSED to be studyin for my damn geog travel test now! -.- tell me abt panickin. i am panicky but i am not doin anythg. how motivatin ya? just after png said i look damn hardworkin this sem, i am SO takin that as a praise and correctin him that last sem i WAS too! hahaa! mayb it is the havin a goal in mind thg, i have another 2yrs and many thgs hafta change in this 2yrs, manymany thgs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i lost sth after i entered tp. now, i am facin the same decision.. to let go or to go for it.. it is alws easier to let go and take a step back but i am really wonderin if it is the right thg to do.. moreover, i cant be too pushy as well, i think it is damn irritatin. ugh~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i hafta let this subside again. friendship can be a double-edged sword and cos of it, i alws hafta sacrifice this just for the friendship. either way it is not any less painful.. and this is the 4th time but well, i alws think it means sth... it does.. right?&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/9252581-890418667142728322?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/890418667142728322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/890418667142728322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/forgotten.html' title='the forgotten'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2203930168699790512</id><published>2008-05-19T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:51:26.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straight and brown hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabu-rabu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b&apos;s mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old hair'/><title type='text'>zZzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shall insist on updatin tho i am totally gon ko soon.. this sucks cos i am killin myself slowly..  i had wanted to mention sth but i seem to have lost my train of thots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! yes yes YES! i miss my old hair! my brown and very straight hair! my hair isnt naturally straight, i have natural curls thanks to both my mom and darddy =(( but they gave me the soft fluffy hair which is dyin from all the ssm sprays and what not -.- i wanna have my hair brown and soft-rebonded again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, doesnt my hair rock in those pics?! =(((( and i was obviously tanner then. shud i just go get myself blackblack? hahaa! it's a SUPER impt decision cos my tan lasts forever. hahaa! i just got strong pigmentation if thats what you call it. hehee! UGHH! I HATE MY HAIR NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG7uSUUjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3_GgApy4aI0/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG7uSUUjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3_GgApy4aI0/s320/Image097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201805930208186930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8OSUUlI/AAAAAAAAA98/xuguhgoA58Y/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8OSUUlI/AAAAAAAAA98/xuguhgoA58Y/s320/Image102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201805938798121554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fav! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8OSUUkI/AAAAAAAAA90/5Ycwghn_KVI/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8OSUUkI/AAAAAAAAA90/5Ycwghn_KVI/s320/Image099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201805938798121538" 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/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8eSUUmI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ReQC58VgtO8/s1600-h/P1050729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8eSUUmI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ReQC58VgtO8/s320/P1050729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201805943093088866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8uSUUnI/AAAAAAAAA-M/zlPiXMg1FuU/s1600-h/P1050737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG8uSUUnI/AAAAAAAAA-M/zlPiXMg1FuU/s320/P1050737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201805947388056178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with b today, wondered ard town aimlessly and bought some random mag. helped yin-ying get her arashi mags too, why not? since today's the last day of kino's 20% sale for members =DD then b's mommy joined up. yes, three of us, what a weird combi but twas alright. i felt really bad cos evrytime we meet up to eat, it'd alws end up bein auntie treatin me and b wouldnt let me pay for the drinks too.. but the topshop blunder was FUNNY! i'd think b was the one who made the mistake. hahaa! cos she alws semi-deaf. hahaa! and yeahyeah, thanks for tryin to help me face up to 'the shop' one day i will have enough courage to look in but not now. hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabu-rabu! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/9252581-2203930168699790512?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2203930168699790512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2203930168699790512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/zzzzz.html' title='zZzzz'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SDCG7uSUUjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3_GgApy4aI0/s72-c/Image097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1963361245697694565</id><published>2008-05-17T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:21:01.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impatience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='docchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>to this day, i'm still immature</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it is time like this that i realise that i am still but a kid incapable of accomplishin anythg by myself. it is times whn i make irrational decisions, choosin to be wilful and not considerin abt more impt thgs. it is times like this whn i feel like i cant handle my own emotions and end up hurtin myself that i feel like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still another one mth plus and the demon inside can be released, just that one mth plus more and i can just become me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am totally losin patience with evrythg, evn with my dramas, i am totally skippin scenes just so that i can finish them faster, thgs aint lookin too bright in this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i realised i no longer speak with buffers. in the first place, do i even knoe what is buffers? i am SO straighforward, it is like automatic. whn i speak i am just simply blunt, words doesnt get processed in my brain, they just come out in a verbal regurgitation. ok, i DO feel bad if i hurt ppl in the process but close folks shud have gotten used to it, hafnt they? i'd love to have them be this straightforward with me, so i see no point in me actin all nice and dainty. i am me btw -.- but i will still try to kick the habit. tho i totally love dokkun, i dont needa become a docchan. hahaa! i'm gettin lame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i didnt do the freakin trans and i've alr tried my best to not make it sound as broken, at the same time tryin to keep the meanin of the damn song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Struggling&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;Screaming&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;Resisting&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;Shattering&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;To some extent if you understand,&lt;br /&gt;How about wisening up a lil&lt;br /&gt;Even though tempted by lowly others,&lt;br /&gt;I will not get angry and make more enemies&lt;br /&gt;I am like this because I am fearfully and restlessly searching for kind people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do I have ambitions? Am I just? Do I have feelings? Do I have shame?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Overstraining&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;Agitated&lt;br /&gt;A day passed by&lt;br /&gt;Stubbornly&lt;br /&gt;A day passed&lt;br /&gt;Shattering&lt;br /&gt;A day passed&lt;br /&gt;Let me teach you how to lead&lt;br /&gt;Even though tempted by lowly others&lt;br /&gt;I would not get angry and vanish&lt;br /&gt;I am like that because I am fearfully and restlessly searching for kind people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do I have ambitions? Am I just? Do I have feelings? Do I have shame?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am this rebellious because I am fearfully and restlessly searching for kind people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do I have ambitions? Am I just? Do I have feelings? Do I have shame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; Unfortunately to this day, I'm still not a mature person. I'm still immature&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/9252581-1963361245697694565?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1963361245697694565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1963361245697694565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-this-day-im-still-immature.html' title='to this day, i&apos;m still immature'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5099651679257718131</id><published>2008-05-14T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:35:00.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excepts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it is not difficult to find pics of female and a kid but to see pics of boys and kid is just PURE sweeeeetness! i love the feel of it. i fell in love with the first pic, it is actually one with pi and a kid, both smilin so innocently, this pic totally melted me at first sight. to prove that i just simply like the theme and not only cos it is pi (who wouldnt, pi is TOO pretty to resist). the second pic is another of a father, i assume, the baby looks so happy to be slpin on his chest (makes me want to too =X) dies of the sweeeetness seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqNuSUUiI/AAAAAAAAA9k/yMwa2Qp0H-g/s1600-h/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqNuSUUiI/AAAAAAAAA9k/yMwa2Qp0H-g/s320/haircut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200226241236718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqMuSUUgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/rI7psisdxbQ/s1600-h/baby+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqMuSUUgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/rI7psisdxbQ/s320/baby+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200226224056848898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think she is DAMN hot, i love her style and her look. this is one lady who isnt your lets all be demure style and i love her attitude, not over but just being herself. it sure is nice bein here then..&lt;br /&gt;oh, anw she is ueto aya =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqNeSUUhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/MlD8FmjMGcA/s1600-h/aya_089-735512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqNeSUUhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/MlD8FmjMGcA/s320/aya_089-735512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200226236941750802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets all get hyped up listenin to upbeat songs and enjoy life =DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------ end ------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is this feelin, the feelin of youth slowly slippin away, out of my grasp. it sure doesnt feel gd seein your own cuz havin their own careers whn they are not very much older than you are. it is moments like these that make me feel that we are no longer the same, no longer the same teenagers yrs ago.. to think i thot the transition from a kid to teen was bad, this is worse.. we dont have the leisure to be wilful anymore, we have to learn to be independent and face the harsh reality (notice how i alws call it harsh reality instead of only reality). but here, i am still happily wastin my remainin youth away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shud start wakin up from my dreams and stop believin that i can behave like a kid just by hangin out with my younger friends, they still have the privilege.. but not me.. in another two yrs, i will and shud be on my own alr, and what will i do then? it sure doesnt help that i still look like a kid at my age, it is brainwashin evrybod into thinkin i'm still a kid. thgs are shud be gettin serious and here i am enjoyin this freedom of chillin as and whn i feel wilful enough to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn to be more disciplined and start understandin what it means to dress to impress almost 24/7. honestly, i cant imagine livin my life like this. i need to keep pushin myself to work harder.. i dont want to live a mediocre life, no way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud of berlin wall, how evrybod's so forgivin, mayb except ME! =DD but we alws knew that we'd stayed this close for so long because evrybod took turn to keep the grp tgd. it's partner dearest this time and i firmly believe that she'l come back, she is tryin. it sure isnt easy tryin whn you're out of the invisible 'circle'. it is not easy bein the only one out of the 'grp' but if i can find my way back, i have faith partner will too :)) and this time it is up to me to believe in her. afterall, nobod'd knoe as well as i do how it really feels like.. tryin but not knoe how to at the same time.. so partner, trust me, it'l take time but not impossible!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the sun's been comfy these few days, it is the feelin of warmth, perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ran into another old acquaintance and seein evrybod holdin a permanent job; do i envy them or sympathise with them..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9252581-5099651679257718131?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5099651679257718131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5099651679257718131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/combo.html' title='combo'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCrqNuSUUiI/AAAAAAAAA9k/yMwa2Qp0H-g/s72-c/haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6654925197925186683</id><published>2008-05-13T00:56:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:07:25.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OHHISHASHIBURI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic spam'/><title type='text'>ohhishashiburi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;love this pic♥:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_9uSUUSI/AAAAAAAAA7k/enLCkHUgug0/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_9uSUUSI/AAAAAAAAA7k/enLCkHUgug0/s200/IMG_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199546468172845346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;f21's fittin room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9ueSUUKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lsX0g6iCDgU/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9ueSUUKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lsX0g6iCDgU/s200/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199544007156584610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9tuSUUJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rxY51WXVg1U/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9tuSUUJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rxY51WXVg1U/s200/IMG_0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543994271682706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9suSUUII/AAAAAAAAA6U/t_of8VEg-xY/s1600-h/IMG_0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9suSUUII/AAAAAAAAA6U/t_of8VEg-xY/s200/IMG_0291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543977091813506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9u-SUULI/AAAAAAAAA6s/F7G5adT3hlE/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9u-SUULI/AAAAAAAAA6s/F7G5adT3hlE/s200/IMG_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199544015746519218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;zara's fitting room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh84OSUUHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Q89PfQ4I7RM/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh84OSUUHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Q89PfQ4I7RM/s200/IMG_0299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543075148681330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh82uSUUEI/AAAAAAAAA50/UGMF1Ufbelw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh82uSUUEI/AAAAAAAAA50/UGMF1Ufbelw/s200/IMG_0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543049378877506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh82OSUUDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/3bQtvaEq9Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh82OSUUDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/3bQtvaEq9Yw/s200/IMG_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543040788942898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh83eSUUFI/AAAAAAAAA58/7J63NJVYLMA/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh83eSUUFI/AAAAAAAAA58/7J63NJVYLMA/s200/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543062263779410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh83-SUUGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6os0IBedYhk/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh83-SUUGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6os0IBedYhk/s200/IMG_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543070853714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;at sakae:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh6zuSUT5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/OjQfua3-zxs/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh6zuSUT5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/OjQfua3-zxs/s200/IMG_0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199540798816014226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh71-SUT_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/UkWDMn0ML5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh71-SUT_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/UkWDMn0ML5Q/s200/IMG_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199541936982347762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh6z-SUT6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/6oDigQHyz3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh6z-SUT6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/6oDigQHyz3Q/s200/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199540803110981538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh73eSUUBI/AAAAAAAAA5c/nyi8ICex_Cw/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh73eSUUBI/AAAAAAAAA5c/nyi8ICex_Cw/s200/IMG_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199541962752151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh71OSUT-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/jaOBxHRS-Dc/s1600-h/IMG_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh71OSUT-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/jaOBxHRS-Dc/s200/IMG_0324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199541924097445858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh73uSUUCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NullEVtUNbA/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh73uSUUCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NullEVtUNbA/s200/IMG_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199541967047118882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh60-SUT8I/AAAAAAAAA40/9UrWr3I09AA/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh60-SUT8I/AAAAAAAAA40/9UrWr3I09AA/s200/IMG_0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199540820290850754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh72uSUUAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/uQSCje-WzEs/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh72uSUUAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/uQSCje-WzEs/s200/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199541949867249666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh61eSUT9I/AAAAAAAAA48/EDRg5J1zrww/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh61eSUT9I/AAAAAAAAA48/EDRg5J1zrww/s200/IMG_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199540828880785362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh56OSUT2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/8mq6PgFTAF0/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh56OSUT2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/8mq6PgFTAF0/s200/IMG_0333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539810973536098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh55eSUT1I/AAAAAAAAA38/jiWv5a4W_Qw/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh55eSUT1I/AAAAAAAAA38/jiWv5a4W_Qw/s200/IMG_0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539798088634194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh57OSUT4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/KgIhq0FS2T4/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh57OSUT4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/KgIhq0FS2T4/s200/IMG_0332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539828153405314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;din's bday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh30OSUTxI/AAAAAAAAA3c/_hRiuxLY4YA/s1600-h/IMG_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh30OSUTxI/AAAAAAAAA3c/_hRiuxLY4YA/s200/IMG_0361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199537508871065362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh3zuSUTwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/mC9SmCk-sD4/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh3zuSUTwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/mC9SmCk-sD4/s200/IMG_0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199537500281130754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh3yuSUTvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/KP4nDzVPPUE/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh3yuSUTvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/KP4nDzVPPUE/s200/IMG_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199537483101261554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;adel's drivin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh30uSUTyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/u66pQGnByx8/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh30uSUTyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/u66pQGnByx8/s200/IMG_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199537517460999970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh54eSUT0I/AAAAAAAAA30/tZKL7u7EuWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh54eSUT0I/AAAAAAAAA30/tZKL7u7EuWQ/s200/IMG_0348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539780908764994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh31OSUTzI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6HaWdHV14-U/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh31OSUTzI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6HaWdHV14-U/s200/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199537526050934578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;after cedar youth alumni gatherin, at cartel [berlin]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-s-SUUOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/jegLXIG0R4o/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-s-SUUOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/jegLXIG0R4o/s200/IMG_0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199545080898408674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-tuSUUPI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OE4nPPRKA5E/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-tuSUUPI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OE4nPPRKA5E/s200/IMG_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199545093783310578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-vOSUURI/AAAAAAAAA7c/EvqJejT6CAg/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-vOSUURI/AAAAAAAAA7c/EvqJejT6CAg/s200/IMG_0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199545119553114386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9veSUUMI/AAAAAAAAA60/2cKRBqgCZB0/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh9veSUUMI/AAAAAAAAA60/2cKRBqgCZB0/s200/IMG_0282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199544024336453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-sOSUUNI/AAAAAAAAA68/EFiLxy25Jp8/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh-sOSUUNI/AAAAAAAAA68/EFiLxy25Jp8/s200/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199545068013506770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;on dick's car (she was DRIVIN, mind you..):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFV-SUUdI/AAAAAAAAA88/xEFqBVXi06Y/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFV-SUUdI/AAAAAAAAA88/xEFqBVXi06Y/s200/IMG_0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199552382342812114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFWuSUUeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/lRKN4T0gxB4/s1600-h/IMG_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFWuSUUeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/lRKN4T0gxB4/s200/IMG_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199552395227714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFVeSUUcI/AAAAAAAAA80/aoq2SaY7ElQ/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFVeSUUcI/AAAAAAAAA80/aoq2SaY7ElQ/s200/IMG_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199552373752877506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFX-SUUfI/AAAAAAAAA9M/gFwlzRam4R0/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCiFX-SUUfI/AAAAAAAAA9M/gFwlzRam4R0/s200/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199552416702550514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_--SUUWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/mPAX2LwdK48/s1600-h/IMG_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_--SUUWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/mPAX2LwdK48/s200/IMG_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199546489647681890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_9-SUUTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/re1Futn2a4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_9-SUUTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/re1Futn2a4Y/s200/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199546472467812658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_-eSUUUI/AAAAAAAAA70/bE7w5EOd0HI/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_-eSUUUI/AAAAAAAAA70/bE7w5EOd0HI/s200/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199546481057747266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_-uSUUVI/AAAAAAAAA78/Y8j8LKpq6TA/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_-uSUUVI/AAAAAAAAA78/Y8j8LKpq6TA/s200/IMG_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199546485352714578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6654925197925186683?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6654925197925186683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6654925197925186683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohhishashiburi.html' title='ohhishashiburi'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCh_9uSUUSI/AAAAAAAAA7k/enLCkHUgug0/s72-c/IMG_0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6516985484698124479</id><published>2008-05-11T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:28:56.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preview'/><title type='text'>whn feelin overflow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am still too lazy to blog today plus tmr there's ssm, lets postpone evrythg then.. shall blog abt cedar youth alumni gatherin, din's bday and.. i forgot but just many stuffs so it'l be a loooong entry with lots reflection so dont read if you aint interested, save all of us the trouble =DD&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/9252581-6516985484698124479?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6516985484698124479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6516985484698124479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/whn-feelin-overflow.html' title='whn feelin overflow'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1244841766154652464</id><published>2008-05-09T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:18:46.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random word game'/><title type='text'>word game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, it is time for the usual 'random' words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;badmood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;extreme moodswing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exhaustion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mutual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;frustration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fail to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;make-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rewatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;genki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1244841766154652464?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1244841766154652464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1244841766154652464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/word-game.html' title='word game'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2275757296314171328</id><published>2008-05-07T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:52:37.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicks'/><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the only pics for the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;we went town and managed to get what we wanted. shiokshiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pRJLETI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NAOn6f2sZG4/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pRJLETI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NAOn6f2sZG4/s200/IMG_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643961636426034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9ohJLESI/AAAAAAAAA2k/z4DH5lPX4iI/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9ohJLESI/AAAAAAAAA2k/z4DH5lPX4iI/s200/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643948751524130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9phJLEUI/AAAAAAAAA20/GGu3ysseMMI/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9phJLEUI/AAAAAAAAA20/GGu3ysseMMI/s200/IMG_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643965931393346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pxJLEVI/AAAAAAAAA28/FVEenihZ_MA/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pxJLEVI/AAAAAAAAA28/FVEenihZ_MA/s200/IMG_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643970226360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pRJLETI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NAOn6f2sZG4/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pRJLETI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NAOn6f2sZG4/s200/IMG_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643961636426034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9qRJLEWI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fw84ItoPOBU/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9qRJLEWI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fw84ItoPOBU/s200/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643978816295266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i keep forgettin thgs i wanna say recently, it is so bad! horrible! i am just kinda high now, mayb it is the lack of food man.. i met dicks today!!! OMG! I WAS SO HAPPY!! i totally missed her and i didnt expect to see her there. stupid rich kid! hahaa! and her hot GREEN cardigan was the BOMB! i saw it and i immediately knew why she bought it! we fangirl-ed awhile and i had to leave, gosh! i miss the girl! hot green cardigan! i totally wanna die there. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9252581-2275757296314171328?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2275757296314171328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2275757296314171328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCG9pRJLETI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NAOn6f2sZG4/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1417516434636018579</id><published>2008-05-06T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:58:57.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoppin'/><title type='text'>about being alone... everyone is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gosh, those were supposed to be comfortin words in the drama i was intendin to watch. alright, it first debuted four wks ago and i still dont have the courage to watch it. i have to keep remindin myself mentally to avoid that drama or i'd crash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it's abt lesbianism, gayism, abuse, .. alright, basically evrythg bad. thus, i am waitin to watch it only whn the season ends, which'd definitely mean a motivatin endin. i'd really love to see how the scriptwriter rounds evrythg up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;alright, nxt up, super ugly pics =D well, who cares abt looks whn you have love (from yfriends!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCbUKstN2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/6MtUXP8RjLw/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCbUKstN2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/6MtUXP8RjLw/s200/IMG_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197324740757108578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaI6stN0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/TBkyBMlu128/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaI6stN0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/TBkyBMlu128/s200/IMG_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323447971952450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaJKstN1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/XrKuF9yQhUU/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaJKstN1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/XrKuF9yQhUU/s200/IMG_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323452266919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaIqstNzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/ARjTwy8ZclU/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaIqstNzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/ARjTwy8ZclU/s200/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323443676985138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaH6stNxI/AAAAAAAAA10/JdBbW983X5s/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaH6stNxI/AAAAAAAAA10/JdBbW983X5s/s200/IMG_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323430792083218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaIastNyI/AAAAAAAAA18/ndwLJwuYEA0/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCaIastNyI/AAAAAAAAA18/ndwLJwuYEA0/s200/IMG_0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323439382017826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yes, they acc-ed me to ps to pick up my spree stuff and we had our dinner there. finally managed to get my mother's day present! i got my mom a zen! mp4, something i didnt evn get myself and since it is within budget i bought it there and then. after that we did our shoppin at daiso! yes! my fav. place, i didnt just use jap products cos of the dramas but it's since some time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;brain's too fried to blog much tho i had wanted to type chunks. love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1417516434636018579?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1417516434636018579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1417516434636018579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/about-being-alone-everyone-is.html' title='about being alone... everyone is.'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SCCbUKstN2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/6MtUXP8RjLw/s72-c/IMG_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2069006009573674435</id><published>2008-05-04T22:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:38:49.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love the ppl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day(s) out'/><title type='text'>day(s) out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lets start with today's. we were supposed to go out with adel but she didnt reply my msg ytd (mayb twas her sis' bday that worn her out). so somehow or rather me and b went to 'crash' kster and joel's date. i swear they are the CUTEST 'couple' ever. hahaa! we were like 'double-datin'; me and b, kster and joel. hahaa! it turns out that kster bein weird has nth to do with the ppl he hangs out with cos joel's totally normal like us! hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh oh! anw i gotta say kster was SUPER nice (the word 'super' is not enough to describe how nice he was) today and it is cos of joel -.- what a pig right?! but twas not so awkward today cos it seems like joel totally knoes what goes on between kster, b and i. so that got me thinkin.. just what do they talk abt whn they get tgd man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kk, i'l leave the rest to the pics.. (i am still lackin lovey-dovey pics of the boys cos of b!!! feel guilty k? hahaa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYqstNAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/dbDTisbizFY/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYqstNAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/dbDTisbizFY/s200/IMG_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527672136381442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYqstNBI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wrfUZsvAB-s/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYqstNBI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wrfUZsvAB-s/s200/IMG_0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527672136381458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3H_astNDI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6X-jAS8i45o/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3H_astNDI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6X-jAS8i45o/s200/IMG_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529437367940146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3H_6stNEI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/8uMpzIAO6kc/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3H_6stNEI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/8uMpzIAO6kc/s200/IMG_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529445957874754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAKstNFI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SvO6o11LanY/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAKstNFI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SvO6o11LanY/s200/IMG_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529450252842066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAastNGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ddzl-OumPvA/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAastNGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ddzl-OumPvA/s200/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529454547809378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzastNKI/AAAAAAAAAxA/SvsCDzyl8Uc/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzastNKI/AAAAAAAAAxA/SvsCDzyl8Uc/s200/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196530330721137826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Iy6stNII/AAAAAAAAAww/r30Qzo9yvZY/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Iy6stNII/AAAAAAAAAww/r30Qzo9yvZY/s200/IMG_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196530322131203202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzastNJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/6UKxwc6xF24/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzastNJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/6UKxwc6xF24/s200/IMG_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196530330721137810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAqstNHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/FS-qVxvGx6I/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IAqstNHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/FS-qVxvGx6I/s200/IMG_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529458842776690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GY6stNCI/AAAAAAAAAwA/SumjJUe2EaM/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GY6stNCI/AAAAAAAAAwA/SumjJUe2EaM/s200/IMG_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527676431348770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KuqstNSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/K-t432AamZA/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KuqstNSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/K-t432AamZA/s200/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532448140014882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvKstNUI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ATs_gfvgf90/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvKstNUI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ATs_gfvgf90/s200/IMG_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532456729949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Ku6stNTI/AAAAAAAAAyI/glXYB2mwvaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Ku6stNTI/AAAAAAAAAyI/glXYB2mwvaQ/s200/IMG_0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532452434982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GXqstM-I/AAAAAAAAAvg/1Xn8HErHE8s/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GXqstM-I/AAAAAAAAAvg/1Xn8HErHE8s/s200/IMG_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527654956512226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYastM_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/N8j0oceZtqE/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYastM_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/N8j0oceZtqE/s200/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527667841414130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can you feel the love? hahaa! they looks so prischboy-ish! damn cute. hahaa! and of cos some gay actions 'upon request', tho i somewhat suspect that kster just wanna do it deep dwn xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3I0KstNMI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/CEtDU_cOYqw/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3I0KstNMI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/CEtDU_cOYqw/s200/IMG_0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196530343606039746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we took alot more pics but cos it is with b, this is the only one i have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvastNVI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ufwrv1Jb7j0/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvastNVI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ufwrv1Jb7j0/s200/IMG_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532461024916818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzqstNLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/HizK91nGCXI/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3IzqstNLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/HizK91nGCXI/s200/IMG_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196530335016105138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvqstNWI/AAAAAAAAAyg/O9oTRAIXjjc/s1600-h/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3KvqstNWI/AAAAAAAAAyg/O9oTRAIXjjc/s200/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532465319884130" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is totally difficult tryin to take individual pics with the boys! we had to coax and coo them like babies, twas uber funny! you'l get what i mean whn you see the joel and b pics. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JjqstNNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Ucb3zlamABk/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JjqstNNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Ucb3zlamABk/s200/IMG_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531159649826002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Jj6stNOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dxJ6hRTt2j4/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Jj6stNOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dxJ6hRTt2j4/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531163944793314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Jj6stNOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dxJ6hRTt2j4/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Jj6stNOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dxJ6hRTt2j4/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531163944793314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkKstNPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5ufYVVbE1gI/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkKstNPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5ufYVVbE1gI/s200/IMG_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531168239760626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkastNQI/AAAAAAAAAxw/AqKRcWt09tI/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkastNQI/AAAAAAAAAxw/AqKRcWt09tI/s200/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531172534727938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkqstNRI/AAAAAAAAAx4/UUouR3RJSP0/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3JkqstNRI/AAAAAAAAAx4/UUouR3RJSP0/s200/IMG_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196531176829695250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;joel looks so SO kiddish. hehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright, i met up with scooby and naddie ytd tgd with dinny. doggie was bein a bitch as usual, talkin NON-STOP whn evrybod at the table were stonin but yep, we had fun, esp that dog. he was a TOTAL idiot with toto and 4D that all three of us nearly killed ourselves tryin to explain it to him!  since i didnt have the time to upload ALL the vids, make do with these pics first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LqastNYI/AAAAAAAAAyw/8lzmk8rGpWk/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LqastNYI/AAAAAAAAAyw/8lzmk8rGpWk/s200/IMG_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533474637198722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LpqstNXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qyNYnFN3MyM/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LpqstNXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qyNYnFN3MyM/s200/IMG_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533461752296818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Lq6stNaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/PAgTFluJnxA/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3Lq6stNaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/PAgTFluJnxA/s200/IMG_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533483227133346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LqqstNZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-_ASGUMpVT8/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LqqstNZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-_ASGUMpVT8/s200/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533478932166034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LrKstNbI/AAAAAAAAAzI/SvvTUIIRTHM/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3LrKstNbI/AAAAAAAAAzI/SvvTUIIRTHM/s200/IMG_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533487522100658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i met up with the grpies some time ago. the name grpies came abt in the WEIRDEST fashion, twas durin our 2.4. yes, the napfa 2.4k time. well these are the pics that day, definitely not our best record. i rmb back in j1 days, we set the record of 70plus pics in a min, that is abt 60s and that'd mean more that 1pic/s. i'd sure think we clicked the cam non-stop, blondie did the snappin. i sure miss camwhorin with her durin lessons.. and mind you, we were sittin in the FIRST row, right in the tchr's face. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, anw blondie's the one without specs, joyce. the name came abt cos she has natural gold hair, like seriously. whats more, she really amazes you with her brain. for example at ajisen, we were supposed to fill up the feedback form. i'd sure hope yall do knoe we usually TICK the circles? that sweetheart went to shade, so me and sze was like.. "JOYCE! WHAT ARE YOU DOIN!?" hahaa! and that babe had absolutely NO idea what we were talkin abt -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3SxqstNjI/AAAAAAAAA0I/sGu7qSs1M10/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3SxqstNjI/AAAAAAAAA0I/sGu7qSs1M10/s200/IMG_0593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196541295772644914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3UkqstNmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/MUFKXIHdHJ8/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3UkqstNmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/MUFKXIHdHJ8/s200/IMG_0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196543271457601122" border="0" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2069006009573674435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/days-out.html' title='day(s) out'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SB3GYqstNAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/dbDTisbizFY/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6742087814292188531</id><published>2008-05-04T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:04:58.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheer'/><title type='text'>happy moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the doggie that talks NON-STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ONQvQJx-4w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ONQvQJx-4w&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6742087814292188531?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6742087814292188531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6742087814292188531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-moments.html' title='happy moments'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7312233202590417715</id><published>2008-05-04T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:00:17.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innocence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><title type='text'>in response to b's post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well, i totally get what you mean. our situation totally swopped ard. be grateful ok, at least you get to see almost all of o3, you get what i mean dont you? yes, i really miss many ppl, cant hide that i am kinda startin to like my new class but the thgs we went thru and crapped abt in o3 is totally different. i miss how we played angel-mortal, how we celebrated each other's birthday, esp that kster's whr we actually went all out, with only two of us and we kinda enjoyed it. gosh, i even miss kster in my class la! ok, some part of it is cos he'l carry my stuffs, tho he is nicer now, he actually doesnt complain and quite willin but it just feels different without the both of you, you see =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i even miss you being high, kster bein noisy and irritatin durin class time. i miss gevinpng's lesson too cos like i said, he isnt your norm goody-two-shoes tchr.. i am bein sucha idiot.. i didnt knoe that o3 grew on me unknowingly. i am alws complainin abt the ppl bein too weird.. more like complainin abt tp ppl on the whole but well, i am just glad we managed to bond durin the later part with all our nonsense.. i am finally tryin to appreciate their 'innocence'. hoho. b, you are losin it alr, you are not as clean anymore. hehee! &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/9252581-7312233202590417715?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7312233202590417715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7312233202590417715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-response-to-bs-post.html' title='in response to b&apos;s post'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8757930084647767140</id><published>2008-05-02T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:13:59.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sosuke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryo-chan'/><title type='text'>am i the only one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dicks, if you are ever readin this entry... i am sorryyy~ i knoe th fonts are kinda small but i think it looks nicer this size than the slightly bigger one cos the bigger one bolds itself by default x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ytd first. we went out as fours again but this time instead of kster twas jerome, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;the gay&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. hoho! cos stupid alvinkang didnt wanna join us! cos he was busy with his bball. anw, we watched over her dead body, twas a not bad movie i guess.. what dya expect whn you got such hot girls! eva longoria and the female lead, HOT! their figures were like.. WOW! i totally drooled the whole movie. i kinda teared at the end whn eva longoria had to give her fiance up for the 'psychic'. i means isnt givin up your most treasured belongin alws the HARDEST thg to do? the whole thg was great minus the couples all tryin to makeout on my right. hahaha! me and b totally entertained ourselves countin the no. of couples ard. there were like 30plus couples in like err.. less than 5mins! irritatin. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sorry, there are no pics cos b didnt bring her cam. tho i brought, smart me forgot to bring memocard! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;b and i hung out for awhile more. that woman near tore my tubedress apart! faints! i acc-ed her to meet her cuz's boyf, friend and her pretty gd friend. gosh! jason's HOT! hahaha! she is so gon agree with me, who wudnt man. hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;basically twas a really gd day cos i hung out with familiar ppl, minus the abuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of cos today turned out better than expected. i still missed o3 like mad. are dilemmas part of evrybod's lives? first i was faced with the 'identity crisis' now, i needa decide if i'd choose genuineness or the hypocrisy (lets just call it social skills).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i mean i am definitely happy now, i am who i am back then, the pk who really speaks her mind. however, of cos there's a price to pay. eversince i entered o3, i had to kinda give up my sticks. there were ppl like kster who'd nag and reprimand me. i knoe it's bad for health but who can rebut that it is the best way to relieve stress? i still do it whn i hang out with sheer and din, just three of us sittin by a coffeehse, jommin our lives away, thats the bomb man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my current class? well, i gotta say i kinda like it cos there are more of my kind but sometimes i think.. is it healthy? there is nobod to keep me in check anymore, will i spiral dwn again the same way? first time in 1yr plus i kinda appreciate kster's naggin tho i'd really rather he be nicer. hoho. the busted thg was whn jerome asked today if we were close to kster, me and b replied, "kinda/notreally." i mean we'd love to be close but that piggo's really difficult. hahaa! but we are definitely closer than norm friends. hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i rmb alws complainin abt o3 guys bein weird and whatnots but now that i think back, they were real whn it came to commentin abt our flaws, they dont hide. in a way you can say they mean well. i love how o3 alws come tgd these days. it's just pure love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvIqstM9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/QU0wRHZDpRo/s1600-h/DSC03283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvIqstM9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/QU0wRHZDpRo/s320/DSC03283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798421049258962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvIKstM8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KVBuzgGZApQ/s1600-h/DSC03284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvIKstM8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KVBuzgGZApQ/s320/DSC03284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798412459324354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvHqstM6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/8oMQYJuW4vA/s1600-h/DSC03276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvHqstM6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/8oMQYJuW4vA/s320/DSC03276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798403869389730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvH6stM7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/TofQmUUdAdo/s1600-h/IMG_1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvH6stM7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/TofQmUUdAdo/s320/IMG_1466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798408164357042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1ho3 girls' 'all-black' day [lookin all demure]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the cheeky blacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o3 &lt;s&gt;girls'&lt;/s&gt; 'all-black' day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1ho3's 'uniform day' [the guailan ones]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i miss the times whn we'd have a specific dress code or whatsoever. as you can see all the girls are in black and also alvinkang cos we kinda cheated him into wearin black but as you can see in the pics, he is gay to be amog us man! hoho. i guess this wouldnt happen again cos it feels as if we've grown out of this frenzy =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;YES, DEAR FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;, yknoe i loooooooove yall SOOOOOOO much yo! =DD daisuki, daidai DAI~suki! aishiteruyo! =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i am just glad to say that my prayers were answered, thus, i shall not be greedy. it really doesnt feel 'me' to say this but i still firmly believe that whatever happens God has a plan for me. over the years (not very long ago but say like one yr ago?), my faith has grown much stronger. whenever i walk into a deadend, i alws believe that God has left me with another way out but it is up to me to work my way to find it. there was a time i was so dwn, i didnt wanna receive any help from anybod, i didnt wanna tell but all that time there was God, the only comfort i could get out of it. it was as if God was the source of comfort then. i didnt have to tell cos God understands it all. i was forced to face up to my mistakes and now, one yr later, i am slowly walkin out of it. at the same time, i am able to stand up for my faith and not waiver. it doesnt matter if i cant trust ppl anybod but all that matter's my faith has grown stronger and that is all thats impt, at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;however, one thg remains that there are thgs i wanna protect, secrets i wanna keep. i am happy with my own world and a part of me is unwillin to open up some part of my world to others, no matter how strong the friendship is. there are emotions i have never shared before, yet, i'd love to have it this way. i'd nv let anyone off for tryin to change my world, turnin it topsy-turvy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ok, other than the fact that ryo-chan the one playin the role, i seriously think the character, Sosuke's rather complex. it's an uphill task showin his inner battles. Sosuke's a really gentle guy who loves and stands up for abused children. the irony's that he is an abusive boyf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/594NOxjNu78&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/594NOxjNu78&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ae5zyjrtlh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ae5zyjrtlh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8757930084647767140?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8757930084647767140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8757930084647767140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/05/am-i-only-one.html' title='am i the only one?'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBsvIqstM9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/QU0wRHZDpRo/s72-c/DSC03283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5004100731647329715</id><published>2008-04-30T20:56:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:38:11.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new ppl'/><title type='text'>yokatta ne.glad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;just ytd, i really didnt wanna go school. first, it was the identity crisis, second, twas the unfamiliarity. somehow i was behavin like some brat. still, i dragged my bigfatass to school. i was late for psycho today cos i couldnt find the blady stockings. i swear i rmb still left with one stockin but somehow i couldnt find it! grr~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;psycho turned out great cos i actually talked to ppl other than fiona, my prev jap classmate. there was this only ONE guy in our grp so whn we 'shoot' the guys he was the only one gettin it but he was damn cool with it. my first impression of him was like err.. lembih. hahaa! but he totally impressed me with his actions and all i cant put it to words i guess. he just makes me think, 'mm.. guys dont necessarily hafta impress with their outlooks but their personality.' we were doin the topic on teenage pregnancy, it rocked! it ended up bein a lil sexual. i ended up presentin. gosh, i think my reputation in tp's slowly goin dwnhill man. hahaa! anyhow it wont be worse than my cj one. in cj i'm like half a man alr. hoho. i cant rmb what i said but twas sth that makes them think dirty straight, i think? cos apparently only stupid ryun kiat (my prev socio classmate, he's a KOH too! ppl with the surname koh just cant help bein hot =X hoho.) laughed out damn sudden, i cant rmb what i said but the tutor busted him after that sayin sth like you ppl are so close-minded, talk abt sex only laugh -.- i think my tutor is psychotic, thats why she teaches psycho. she freaks the shit out of me sometimes, make that everytime. i am startin to enjoy psycho tho =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;shining lent me her aunt's. hahaa! it's damn gd quality cos it didnt run and i gotta admit i was DAMN rough cos i was &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; in a big rush.. bse turned out great. damn it man, none and i mean NONE of my tutors are 'clean', esp the hospi related tutors. i think my psycho tutor hasnt cracked a dirty joke yet, has she? but she is not hospi related. anw, my bse tutor a female cracked a pretty gd dirty joke, at least twas what i thot, that rocked man. hahaha! i kinda like her, lets hope i enjoy this whole module, babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the whole bse was like some porn lesson cos my class kinda started open up. more like adel and jerome were damn horrible but enjoyable in some sort cos at least got ppl understand and can crack dirty jokes and get the hints! i kinda started loud talkin a lil. the funny one i rmbed was adel was sayin like she wants a hard, cant rmb hard what cos before that i was sayin i was soft or some crap. then she said she wanted a hard one, so i told her if she wants hard one, i'm afraid she might needa go to jerome (he was sittin beside adel, i still think he is gay). HAHAA! basically the dirty ppl were like ADEL, JEROME, JIAYU, denise and mayb, just mayb only, me? hahaa! ppl restrain ok?! hahaa! i think if i really unleash will scare them! HAHAA! the best part! evn shining is gettin it! hahaaa! i love that girl, she is SO cute! hahaa! ok, after talkin so much i think i might as well post some pics of these ppl. adel is like totally known, who doesnt knoe that &lt;s&gt;noisybitch&lt;/s&gt; =X prettymama hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pics on train:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCQqstMII/AAAAAAAAAow/2OT6pru-VZ8/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCQqstMII/AAAAAAAAAow/2OT6pru-VZ8/s200/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045393023185026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiERastMNI/AAAAAAAAApY/iG2yGhpfUtM/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiERastMNI/AAAAAAAAApY/iG2yGhpfUtM/s200/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047604931342546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRKstMJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ZJgniwSfVHc/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRKstMJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ZJgniwSfVHc/s200/IMG_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045401613119634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCSKstMMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/IU7mQURJuIs/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCSKstMMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/IU7mQURJuIs/s200/IMG_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045418792988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRastMKI/AAAAAAAAApA/Y-LssI_fx8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRastMKI/AAAAAAAAApA/Y-LssI_fx8Y/s200/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045405908086946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRqstMLI/AAAAAAAAApI/utO2DvRsthw/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCRqstMLI/AAAAAAAAApI/utO2DvRsthw/s200/IMG_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045410203054258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESqstMRI/AAAAAAAAAp4/r6qCi9aYQoI/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESqstMRI/AAAAAAAAAp4/r6qCi9aYQoI/s200/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047626406179090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiayu and denise &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[i love her tongue piercin!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jerome and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;candid me &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[by dee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actcute me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[by dee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;candid jerome &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[by dee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jerome's gay pose &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[by dee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scary jiayu! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[by dee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pics on cab:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESastMQI/AAAAAAAAApw/IrwAKAA_As4/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESastMQI/AAAAAAAAApw/IrwAKAA_As4/s200/IMG_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047622111211778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiER6stMOI/AAAAAAAAApg/1ekkeFwsI2w/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiER6stMOI/AAAAAAAAApg/1ekkeFwsI2w/s200/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047613521277154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESKstMPI/AAAAAAAAApo/M1SEY7_QGYU/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiESKstMPI/AAAAAAAAApo/M1SEY7_QGYU/s200/IMG_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047617816244466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and jerome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the three of us on cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jerome and his gay face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;was supposed to take more with dee but we ended up talkin all the way back to tp so no pics after that. i didnt post all the pics, there are too many to post all up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;after bse we went to meet potato and b at the bistro (OH, my psychotutor said she used to have 'potato' students, meanin there just sit there dont move, dont react kind and i thot of potato IMMEDIATELY. it sounds kinda like her. hahaa!) yeah, thgs happened there, makaned and evrybod had to leave for class and only me and pearl was left. we kinda talked alot of graduations and the likes. we both wanted to cry. hoho. anw sorry man, i think i blabbered on abt my jdrama =X BUT, you totally ditched me after that! PIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;luckily, pops was ard. i was nearly left alone with ykp, scary yo. so after that i kinda went ard with pops to find his classmates, which included pete. so pops did some probin abt pete's 'background' as in the proj attitude all and he fed me with some gossip, that guy's a female in male's disguise man! hahaa! pops is the weirdest guy but nth new we have lots in tp. hahaa! still, he was REALLY nice today! he actually helped me carry my shoebag and uniform cover! surprisin! usually pops will just kill me or such. hahaa! why is everybod sddnly becomin so nice?! BUT I AM NOT COMPLAININ! i love how everythg is now. evrybod nice and i love evrybod, sweeeeet love~ i love thgs like that =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;then while roamin ard we kinda ran into adel and kster who just ended their basic e. lucky i didnt have to meet up with pops' classmates cos i was damn afraid it'd be awkward. hahaa! i was just lamentin how even pops is nice now to adel and k. so i was like, "alvin kang.." the nxt thg i knew, he was in a hurry to tell me, "i become bad alr" (see the link? i said pops become gd alr, so k knew i was gon ask him to carry , my stuff, thus his reply!) gosh, i love the telepathic convos between friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i went to change after that and sth sweet HAPPENED! i was damn happy! it's the kinda moments whr you just go, "ah~, yokatta na.." (like wow, thats great..) cos i saw k and adel sittin and chattin happily! how sweet is that?! that was like the highlight of the day! i was really so happy i just stood there and watch =DD after that whn b joined, twas like war. let the pics do the talkin man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the fightin scenes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGGastMSI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DzVQQMh3gGo/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGGastMSI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DzVQQMh3gGo/s200/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049614976037154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGGqstMTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3u1cYOP5HjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGGqstMTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3u1cYOP5HjQ/s200/IMG_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049619271004466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGHKstMUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/yF98tUyU8XU/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGHKstMUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/yF98tUyU8XU/s200/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049627860939074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGH6stMVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_cf3YMtcjno/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGH6stMVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_cf3YMtcjno/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049640745840978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGIqstMWI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3HuXgojQIoA/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiGIqstMWI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3HuXgojQIoA/s200/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049653630742882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiG-KstMYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0ZVF_f9M-qU/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiG-KstMYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0ZVF_f9M-qU/s200/IMG_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195050572753744258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiG96stMXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7b5Djqvpfss/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiG96stMXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7b5Djqvpfss/s200/IMG_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195050568458776946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;val's powerful punch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kster's "retaliation" &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[more like defence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kster's terrorised face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the 'mom' and the abused 'son'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;battle scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tp design stu infront of the 'pyramid'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in front of i-dont-knoe-what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i love how we are now, it is like the beginnin.. how we shud have started if all our emotions had not come into the picture and spoil the friendships. evrythg's just so comfy and so great. it is those rare moments whr the smile just comes from within, whn your friends exudes genki and makes you feel lively too!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i mean the new ppl i met are all unlike the o3s. denise is like consider 'old' ppl alr. hahaa! she's nasty but mature at the same time, i am actually kinda respectin her for how she sets her limits. i found out that she is a social too, so got khaki alr. hoho. jiayu is MAD but her body damn hot i love how she can get others to like her easily. jerome IS gay. hahaa! i mean we knoe it is an act but still different, he bothers to be gentlemanly, and damn open (shud see him and adel, killer duo). if adel hadnt said so i sure wont knoe he is from st. pat. sp just reminds me of nick pat and brenny. oh yahh! now that i talked abt it he is brenny's junior. but it is not difficult to note his english influence just that he looked nbh =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but k and pops are still my favs! cos they help me with my stuffs! hahaa!=DD of cos val is love! i mean, ppl like FATlove, nigger, b and mayb even adel. i mean ppl who've heard my non-stop grumbles, you are impt! fl, i didnt forget you la =)) nigger, thanks for alws REALLY being just a phonecall/msg away! b, thanks for keepin me sane. adel, for evn stayin with me in o2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;there are too many pics to caption but lets just say, they are all my favourite ppl, ppl i really love! other than my berlinies of cos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiJk6stMZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/H_0OEOoITto/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiJk6stMZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/H_0OEOoITto/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195053437496930706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiNS6stMlI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0ba1mruZMPc/s1600-h/IMG_1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiNS6stMlI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0ba1mruZMPc/s200/IMG_1679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195057526305796690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiLPqstMiI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Xb8mlOLyoqg/s1600-h/er+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiLPqstMiI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Xb8mlOLyoqg/s200/er+163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195055271447966242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiJmqstMaI/AAAAAAAAArA/Cj32arHuRtk/s1600-h/133820885l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiJmqstMaI/AAAAAAAAArA/Cj32arHuRtk/s200/133820885l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195053467561701794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiQRastMoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/RvQ3kCRgpu4/s1600-h/IMG_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiQRastMoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/RvQ3kCRgpu4/s200/IMG_2064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195060799070876290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we've grown, so has our friendships. the only constant is the changes but by changin tgd, we remain by each others' sides, appreciatin one another more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me and b was talkin and we have classmates who are like damn open like take photos they dare to hold our waist and blah.. and k got the impression macam b like to be touch. tsk! i think what she meant was like cos they dare to 'play' then we also can push the limits. it's like how you face a player we'l wanna push our own limits and play along with them, see who's more open. thats pure fun! hoho. also cos of these ppl i can like totally be myself, like just make alot of noise. hahaa! o2girls are kinda like showin girls' school behaviours alr cos the guys are pretty open and they wont like comment on how unglam we are, they just play along. i like their openness but i still miss ppl like ann and k! the feel is just different. dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;let evrythg remain like this. let us go back to before, to the times whn our friendships blossomed. if our emotions had not got in the way, is this how thgs shud have been? i love how evrythg is but am i bein too close? i dont want to be too close and suffer the impact. i just wanna watch from afar and smile from the bottom of my heart. if thats the price for our friendships, i will do it. i dont want thgs to change..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiWWKstM5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/gQtHP5zSao4/s1600-h/Untitled..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiWWKstM5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/gQtHP5zSao4/s400/Untitled..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195067477745021842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-5004100731647329715?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5004100731647329715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5004100731647329715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/yokatta-neglad.html' title='yokatta ne.glad'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBiCQqstMII/AAAAAAAAAow/2OT6pru-VZ8/s72-c/IMG_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7318950809532019363</id><published>2008-04-28T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:08:15.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the use of it'/><title type='text'>touch-me-not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am in a stupid bad state, bad mood, bad weather and many probs pilin themselves up. at this moment i am actually glad i have babyt. as in the reason i wanted to have it was to stretch my limit, to have an achievement of sort to tell myself that i am strong enough for it. it's the thg thats keepin me goin do far, sadly. it's what's stoppin me from succumbin  to temptation, there are times whn i just tink, heck, just pull it out. it sounds damn sick but it is real. however, thinkin of the pain, no thanks. hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;stupid kster kept askin how come i did that but i just couldnt mouth the words, i did it to feel more secure, sounds stupid uh. cos somehow it makes me feel whole, as if somebod, somethg's holdin on to me, somethg close, real and a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes i wish i could be like akira, innocent or single-minded enough to believe that if he buried hurtful stuff, it'l make it go away or disappear, whatever you call that. i loved the character while watchin the show cos i think it takes hell lot to do that, to be the person he is. i cant help thinkin, he could have been the smartest among them all but choose to let go. that itself takes alot. some stuffs, we really dont have to bring it up.. i mean instead of havin the whole world bein unhappy, how bout just one person keep her damn blady mouth shut and let everythg go, what gd will it do bringin it aboveboard? no prize lei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok, my blog's damn borin now cos there are no pics! will post soon, with my baby cuz too.. i am too tired from ssm today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-7318950809532019363?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7318950809532019363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7318950809532019363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/touch-me-not.html' title='touch-me-not'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1387971907883984144</id><published>2008-04-24T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:13:11.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday hway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excerpts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoyable day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harold and kumar'/><title type='text'>ii.. ja nai yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HWAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBCiZ6stMHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ll3JrdXTHSY/s1600-h/CIMG3685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBCiZ6stMHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ll3JrdXTHSY/s320/CIMG3685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192828936495378546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the day started pretty well with my apel, i finally gotta see my new class. it consists of 23 ppl and only four guys. i dont knoe anybod well except for shining and pearl, so lets just hope evrythg works out well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was funny today how we went 'visitin' for val and kster's ssm. their class has quite a lot of guys compared to my grp's. sian... hahaa! they were doin their tray trainin, or whatever you call that. i think ssm is totally fun and apparently evrybod thot so too, except pops mayb. it is like a repeat of cs times, i think i said this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after waitin for the rest of them, we headed dwn to expo. there, me and denise managed to get the passes from the tutors to let us in. yeah~! after that we split. it was me, b, kster and potato. meow joined us awhile later. we kinda roamed ard and those pigs were searchin for food while i was too full to be eatin man. the whole thg was tirin, we drank a lil, ice-creamed alil, brochured alot, crapped alot, played alot, had fun alot. hoho! twas just great. we even saw daniel chia, mr goh and all the tutors basically. they were rootin for the tp yr3s who were havin some competition there. apparently they were doin really great, we could totally see the tutors beamin with pride! well, they deserved the respect and whatsoever. you can be a really great hotelier but that may not make you a great tutor. yet they produced sucha elite grp of ppl, bravo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that the grp of us chilled out a lil, rach and den joined us. it is amazin how easy girls can be enemies one moment and friends the nxt. i gotta admit i loved rach's humour, it is really that kind of egoistic comment you cant rebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after which we went to take bus but somehow it was left with the trio. gosh! the way kster ran for the bus was CLASSIC! me and b HAD to stop to laugh, we cudnt even continue runnin.. somehow he was just in a super gd mood and self-motivated highness the whole day but we are not complainin man cos we were totally havin a great time! =DD we watched harold and kumar after that. kinda no storyline too but the jokes were kinda gd but some parts, i just didnt have to see them. i love kumar's essay, twas simply beautiful, i shall try to find it and like post it cos i LOVE it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after which we hung out even moreeee.... hehee! but today was fun, fun, FUN! たのしかったね! i dont knoe what to say anymore but yep, mayb it's a gd thg we are in different class now? cos we are havin so much more fun :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was happily slpin on the way home and kor's msg woke me up and i couldnt slp anymore. many thgs started comin back, esp my past. one reason i'm not really lookin forward to datin now's ( somehow me and b's been talkin alot of datin these days and it alws ends up wither bein extreme, extremely hilariously or.. extremely.. extreme? lol.) cos i really think there wont be any guy capable of sharin the burden of my past with me. the best i can think of is, he prolly has similar experience but that'd also mean i dont want a person like that, that is how contradictin it is. it is like how bush cited to kumar when kumar asked bush why did he ban weeds whn he himself loves it? bush's reply was of utmost intelligence, at least thats what i thot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he said sth like this to kumar, "well, do you like givin a handjob?" obviously kumar said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and he asked again, "then, do you like bein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a handjob?" to this, kumar replied yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes, it is just as simple as this. human, we are weird and because of this, i am so lookin forward to psycho classes. the last was great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, back to my kor side, i really dont wanna screw it for him, it's his 21st after all. it might be one of his harder birthdays. i mean he has enough friends to last him for the night but it's gon be hard cos quite a few of us gon be absent from it. with bro, pei, kerr all in aussieland and me havin this kinda crap. it's gon feel imperfect and that really is the last thg i want.. kor's like really family and havin to skip this REALLY sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;endin with a song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HYht8PZuCO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HYht8PZuCO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why must one tear open a healin wound just to tell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of the existence of the scar, the hurt, the pain, the trauma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant turn back time but cant decide if twas right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the past just keeps returnin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how does one go abt movin on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if all you find is your own footprints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;goin ard in circles amidst the scrutinizin world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lettin tears wash dwn the wound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is it a cure or a torture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whats on her mind as she walks aimlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the rain and tears washin dwn her pretty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with those lifeless eyes what sights does she take in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are they tryin to send out distress signals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or have they been filled entirely.. with emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;revenge keeps her flame of life burnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but at the same time it is eatin her away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she needs a helpin hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but she cant reach out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she doesnt cry nomore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tears just flow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like it is the most natural thg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she doesnt evn notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;until all's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she has to go thru this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's part of growin up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mayb some day it'd change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but what if it doesnt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9252581-1387971907883984144?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1387971907883984144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1387971907883984144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/ii-ja-nai-yo.html' title='ii.. ja nai yo'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SBCiZ6stMHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ll3JrdXTHSY/s72-c/CIMG3685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2541913334230037196</id><published>2008-04-22T23:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:15:22.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ssm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbians'/><title type='text'>second day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;small  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, lets see.. the day started off not bad. tho i left hse slightly later than i intended to but i was actually on time cos the traffic is totally smooth. somehow the journey to school these two days was faster than i expected thats why i was on time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yes, i got conned again but i dont knoe if you call that con whn you knoe the person 'connin' you is lyin. it doesnt matter does it? ahahaa! cos this guy came up and asked for a dollar sayin he lost his wallet and needed money to get back to hougang. i was readin my mag at that time and since i had my wallet on my hand i just took out a dollar for him. he asked for a dollar then he said two but i chose to ignore the two part. cos i really dont think he'd need 2bucks to get back to hougang from whr we were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was what happened after that.. these conmen love to give themselves away after they 'con' me. mayb hafiz was right to alws scream at me for believin them.&lt;br /&gt;mayb somewhr deep inside i was hopin the stories they were tellin were real? i guess it really doesnt matter.. the thg is IF it is within my reach then i will help but if it's not i'l just walk off. i mean, the best gratitude they can show is not givin their lies away right IN my face and really believe that i am that dumb. i just choose to turn a blind eye towards their lies.. sometimes, i just feel so dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw, today we only went for the acct lect and the lecturer was.. BEYOND DESCRIPTION.. but i felt really bad afterwards whn evrybod just walk off whn he was tryin to do a summary on what he did today.. the lect felt fun cos i was like surrounded with familiarity, havin ppl i knoe for the past yr ard me, evn celine felt slightly, itsy bitsy bit less irritatin. hoho. it was not difficult to notice ppl all sittin with their prev classmates, twas really cute tho. evrybod was like in their small grps of 2s and 4s. we were the only weird ones, the 3s.hahaa! i just think grps of 3s are really rare. keep it up folks. hahaa! our whole row was like all ho3 ppl so i guess it felt great? hehehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some pics for the day, pics i refuse to send val just now cos i was too lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MHastMEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pSSDR7SzNnY/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MHastMEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pSSDR7SzNnY/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192100741970210882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first day of ssm]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, the baby hair werent as obvious in the pic but my hair still didnt pass that day and i look damn crappy, it just reminded me of my artistic gym comp. by sayin that, i meant to say i had really short hair then so get-ups like this wasnt needed. i sure look really different tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MIastMFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cdA-DKg5OYs/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MIastMFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cdA-DKg5OYs/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192100759150080082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MKKstMGI/AAAAAAAAAog/ilVB_hM_XLY/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MKKstMGI/AAAAAAAAAog/ilVB_hM_XLY/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192100789214851170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pics with b]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;these were the nicer pics we took today.. we didnt get to takin alot. the funny thg was, we spent so long waitin for the html meetin only to find out that we cant make it on fri -.- doofus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anw i think most of you can stop readin from this point on cos whats gon happen after this is just paragraphs of me voicin my opinion and discussin some issues; which in any case, is of no concern for many of you. so pls kindly not pretend to behave like you care -.- hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;“What if a demon were to creep after you one night, in your loneliest loneliness, and say, 'This life which you live must be lived by you once again and innumerable times more; and every pain and joy and thought and sigh must come again to you, all in the same sequence. The eternal hourglass will again and again be turned and you with it, dust of the dust!' Would you throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse that demon? Or would you answer, 'Never have I heard anything more divin&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e'?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;span&gt;- Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been thinkin quite alot today and the only thg that stated stuck was what i was thinkin abt friendship and homosexuality.. i used to be uber anti-gays cos it gives me the creep and lesians are alws fine cos i am used to it i guess. however recently it is the TOTAL opposite! i cant stand lesbians and i'm ok with gays. ok, it's not like i see lesians and i get damn turned off by them but there is that slight "why like that" goin thru my head.. i gotta make myself clear tho, i cant really stand the niang gays too. i've alws been fine with guys who behave like norm guys and are gays, by all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, in this case my attitude towards gays hasnt change much. i am acceptive towards gays who do not show excessive niang-ness. for a moment i thot twas too much je influence, tho it's not gon sound too flatterin for them. still, i think their friendships are definetely enviable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesbians.. well, i guess evn back then i only approved lesbianism for the emotional part. it is definitely not difficult to knoe that a girl would understand another girl best, the emotions that we experience and our worst fear and all. yet, recently, i've been seein TOO many lesbian couples. with that i mean TOO MANY. i can like see TWO dozen just by strollin dwn orchard alone.. i am not exaggeratin. the worst part is, not only are the 'bungs', (i am tryin to be respectful here callin them 'bungs' tho i am damn tempted to address them as the low class creatures) idiots who are tryin to gain attention by being 'different', THEY ARE MF-ING SHORT! the reason why a girl would date another girl, a sane girl i mean, would definitely be she'd need a 'boyf' who is sensitive like a girl but physique almost like a guy? why would the girls wanna date some short fart who is tryin SO hard to act cool?! like, HELLO! dont be a 'bung' if you are short! and worst still, cos you totally cant make it as a girl and you think bein a bung is gon help you look better, whats more, thinkin that holdin a pretty girl nxt to you's gon make you look cool. omfg! kids these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with due respect to the real lesbians/gays, i really think it is nth wrong datin ppl of the same sex as long as you do not do anythg too disturbin to the public who might have no choice but to see your acts; in any case, evn to the heterosexual couples, you are NOT transparent if you do not realise, i think sometimes us, the public can do away with a lil less PDA, ESP UGLY COUPLES! omfg! imagine havin to endure an mrt ride sittin opposite TWO hideously UGLY FAT couples who makes sexual noises and touchin each others non-stop! ELLO! i'm not even gon ask you to get a room, get your asses back to your own rooms! gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not digress cos of unsightly thgs, we shall only focus on the right issues. well, i just think one chooses how you want to love and if there are ppl who are really in love with the same sex and be lucky enough to have their love reciprocated, i really have no issue with that man. it's a personal choice. personally, i cant bear thinkin abt lesbian sex tho i cant totally imagine gay sex. hahaha! for me, heterosexual realationship, thanks cos i think i need more than emotional security. HAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, gosh, i really gotta admit that i am &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; more matured now, i am actually usin the FULL word lesbians instead of les like how i used to say.. half a decade ago? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, last thg i wanted to talk abt friendships, gosh, i feel like i am writin essay. hmm, i just wanted to say that evrythg's so much easier whn you are just friends, no? it is a total different feelin and it is just great. cos being friends you can choose to be more irresponsible and choose to ignore another's feelin once in a while. thats all i gotta say. currently? now i am just kinda closin up again but as long as i think it is alright, what anybod say wont change my mind, unless you are that 'powerful'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-2541913334230037196?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2541913334230037196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2541913334230037196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/second-day-of-school.html' title='second day of school'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SA4MHastMEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pSSDR7SzNnY/s72-c/IMG_0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1747400293093187009</id><published>2008-04-21T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:01:26.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterfall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ssm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><title type='text'>big trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;alright, ssm really wasnt as bad.. i had no idea what i was so stressed abt. i guess i just didnt like others spoilin my mood but surprisingly i wasnt the very least affected. i gotta say whn mr goh suddenly shouted i was kinda shock, it's been long man, since somebod can raise their voice like this but fear found no space to squeeze into my puny brain cos it was too congested with image of the evil penguin cartoon. i really have no idea which character it is but well.. it was all that mattered durin the day.. i just gotta say i had fun, it was as if i went back to the cs trg days, durin the part time job trgs with ili and all. love! i just have a thg for fierce tchrs, as in i prefer havin fierce tchrs cos i am psycho enough to believe that the other side of them far surpasses their fierce side and i wanna be among those to experience it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today babyt was like 'kickin' the whole time and the warm weather really didnt help alot man.. i was so afraid that i was this close to miscarryin babyt. hahaa! still, i think it is the most beautiful thg in the world! hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anw i cant seem to get out of the whole vid thg alr.. not that i am over watchin. in fact, i am not watchin them anymore! and this is the prob now! my life just seems to be crashin after that due to the many reasons, some i am so clear myself has to do with my own cowardice.. i guess i just cant be that simple a person, i am just me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i just wanna experience either one of those feelins, even if it is just once. it is worth the pain later, serious. call me greedy, if i can let it last for 6mths, 3's fine too and i'd be able to live with memories of it. as much as it seems impossible, i am just happy thinkin of it alone :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i really didnt wanna blog alot cos i was really not in the best of state but ironically it is in this kinda state that i open up the most; really sayin what i really feel, believe or think.. it started a few weeks back.. i knew it, i just knew it whn i cudnt put my feelins into words, cant put many thgs into words.. the familiarity of it scares me so much i decided to pretend to overlook it. i even went as far as avoidin certain dramas belivin that i just didnt feel like watchin them just yet. who am i kiddin man?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;still, nth feels as good as watchin a gd drama and really cryin over it. i kinda think if the drama was really gd and the actor's actin's damn gd, etc. aint those tears a form of appreciation shown for that piece? alright, go ahead, say it is dumb.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and before i knoe it, i was sobbin like the waterfall. i had no idea if i was really still watchin the drama, vision blurred and thots floatin far away. i just paused the drama and sat there cryin for the nxt 5mins.. cryin is a real tirin thg but it is evn mroe effective than retail therapy.. i questioned alot of thgs, i asked God many questions. why make me go thru this? why do i feel like i am alone? show me the light, show me that there really is a reason for evrythg that i am goin thru now.. i need to see hints of light at the end of the darkness. after awhile, i calmed dwn, i came to my own conclusions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am thinkin if i wanna take days off school to actually prepare myself mentally to mixin with ppl again.. i am too used to bein in my own comfort zone too much', i can be so relaxed at home, centre-partin hair, big tees and shorts only, swaggerin at home just cos i am too tired to walk properly. it feels as babyt's my only emotional support now, the sense of satisfaction and pride i have in bt's just magnificient but i'd better not get hooked. afterall, too many babies really isnt too healthy..&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/9252581-1747400293093187009?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SSM! mothercow! i just feel like screamin, as much as i am lookin forward to it comin, i am gettin pissed off with it. wanted to blog quite abit but cant now cos i am engrossed in some really meaninful convo with dicks. shall continue tmr, or rather tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yes, new classmates, pls be nice to me. hahaha!&lt;/span&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/9252581-1281213512896929867?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1281213512896929867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1281213512896929867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/ssm-new-class.html' title='SSM, new class'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6046439799976073648</id><published>2008-04-19T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:01:38.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expiry date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date with dicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1h03&apos;o7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2i'/><title type='text'>1h03'o7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one yr just breezed past and it just feels wrong to be feelin the 'sadness' at this time of the yr. we are almost programmed to only feel sad that our classes are separatin at the end of the yr, not nowhr in the middle of the yr. well, this is no wonder since we alws change classes aft end of yr. prolly jap's endin of their school yr's similar to ours now, since it is april now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is amazin how human relationships are. after one whole yr, no matter how weird, irritatin or unclose you are with the ppl, the time spent together, whthr willingly or unwillingly, it matters, it makes a diff, cos it unconsciously becomes part of you. it becomes your precious memories and memories are all that we are made up of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;honestly, i am wonderin what will the new academic yr be like. will i still be complainin abt classmates and start feelin weird whn we needa split up again? i nv did regret makin the nasty comments to them tho sometimes i am just too stubborn to admit but at least i werent coatin my words with honey for the sake of it. i love how they played the angel-mortal game that i suggested tho i really am not sure how effective it was. i was just glad to see all that secretive movements ard class and it really looked adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the new class, i have shining and pearl. i cant say we are not close but we are not that close yet. i guess i'd miss that baby, her noisiness, her bossiness, her non-stop hyper acts and her sudden silence. before some idiots start bein sarcastic and say, "hey, you gon be in the same sch still man!" how bout start bein real and admit that we all knoe that bein in the same school really doesnt mean anythg in a poly, evn one as small as tp! tell me how often i gotta meet up with din in school. evn tho most of it might be cos i did not put in enough effort but it really isnt easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;side trackin a lil, i rmb how my sec2 form tchr (she joined halfway, she wasnt our ft for the whole time) chided my class in a nice way when we were sobbin like mad on the last day of school cos we were all goin to different classes. her exact same words were, "why are all of you cryin so badly like you are never gonna see each other again? you will still be in the same school!" i mean, doesnt she get it? evrythg's gon be different, (we were the naughtiest class tho our sports achievements were among the tops; evrytime durin comp seasons, almost half the class can be gone) we couldnt rebel together, back each other up, raise our voices, make private jokes and spend the 'default' time as a class tgd anymore. we had to learn to live in another class and change, make new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we ended up ignorin the ft and went on to share tidbits and our bondin games before gettin our report cards and comparin who had the worst rankin. well, our results were of cos one of the few bottoms too. instead of goin who got into top 40, we compared who were the bottom 40. hilarious! true enough, on the first day of sec3, despite bein in different classes, one thg remain constant in evy class with 2i students, we were the LOUDEST ppl. not that we intended to raise our voice but we were too used to havin the 'loud' girl in our class that we didnt realise our volume got pretty high over the yrs. all these memories came back whn i was reminiscin with dicky ytd.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont knoe how i will change over the nxt school yr but i knoe some friendships are not up for expiration yet, if there is such a word =)) and i shall rmb i got babyt as a 1h03 stu! =D the milestone of my life.&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/9252581-6046439799976073648?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6046439799976073648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6046439799976073648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/1h03o7.html' title='1h03&apos;o7'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-3002053913186555842</id><published>2008-04-19T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:30:29.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date with dicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='continuation'/><title type='text'>continuation of ytd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMDZniRnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uijOWcRk3Tk/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMDZniRnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uijOWcRk3Tk/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190622929332881010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMCZniRmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/LqiWRAmRGRY/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMCZniRmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/LqiWRAmRGRY/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190622912153011810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjME5niRpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7A3KrgcqVxY/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjME5niRpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7A3KrgcqVxY/s320/IMG_0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190622955102684818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMEJniRoI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3A_BJPMlxjc/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMEJniRoI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3A_BJPMlxjc/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190622942217782914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the car with LOTS coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dicky who've known me for more than half my life =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;medi (dont knoe the sp) from SP too! aka mrs yamashita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lbn, the lady who does our hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/9252581-3002053913186555842?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3002053913186555842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3002053913186555842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/continuation-of-ytd.html' title='continuation of ytd'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAjMDZniRnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uijOWcRk3Tk/s72-c/IMG_0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1825962030779013958</id><published>2008-04-18T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:38:30.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventful day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nishikido tomoya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timetable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicks'/><title type='text'>eventful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, basically today is the timetable release day and i sweared i was really really disappointed with it. well, but that'l also mean i gotta accept thgs as they are. it was funny gettin to grumble abt it to mr png, laughin like a hyena with b. generally evrythg is really not as bad as it seems, i just needa get the zest to work towards that sth i am lookin forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i said today's an eventful day? from the wakin up late, to seein new intake, release of timetable, the pissdom, worryin, to havin a gd chat with somebod, to meetin dicks, to callengin myself and fulfillin what is required ( i am glad i didnt give up last min despite the humongous tension and fear then, anymore than that i'd really have sobbed a lil if not bawl), felt accomplished, got my sittin posture right, to havin a gd je 'discussion' with dicky and medi ( sorry, i really cant spell your name), to watchin k8 and their nonsense, then to namin my baby, watchin kame in one pound and becomin paedo cos of cute chinen ( which i thot was just kiddish-lookin all these while) lookin hot, to finally restin after a whole day of emotional rollercoaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;anw i just wanna say i am glad dicks was ard to acc me thru my challenge, to overcome the fear and regain my confidence and courage. i swear what we did today meant more than what it seems, serious =)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, lets just let the pics do the talkin then x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX2JniRhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zOJgDPvaf2s/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190284052118259218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX2JniRhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zOJgDPvaf2s/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX2pniRiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7yEH2MIjvRw/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190284060708193826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX2pniRiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7yEH2MIjvRw/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX25niRjI/AAAAAAAAAnY/rUfULv55D4U/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190284065003161138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX25niRjI/AAAAAAAAAnY/rUfULv55D4U/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX3JniRkI/AAAAAAAAAng/74r57Uf2TuM/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190284069298128450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX3JniRkI/AAAAAAAAAng/74r57Uf2TuM/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX3ZniRlI/AAAAAAAAAno/CPlqWL2Jqu4/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190284073593095762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX3ZniRlI/AAAAAAAAAno/CPlqWL2Jqu4/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'l edit it again tmr. i need slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1825962030779013958?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1825962030779013958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1825962030779013958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/eventful-day.html' title='eventful day'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/SAeX2JniRhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zOJgDPvaf2s/s72-c/IMG_0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2475196194321285624</id><published>2008-04-12T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:18:13.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj vs poly/private'/><title type='text'>new blogskin AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok, since i've changed blogskin again.. i guess it is ok visually if i dont post any pics? =DD i have SO much to blog but it is alr 3plus now.. so i kinda lost the mood to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i am like sufferin from 'thots-overload-syndrome'. i shall try to put everythg dwn tmr i guess. i managed to have an 'off-day' tmr.. cos my tuitions BOTH cancelled. damn... i need money, many MANY! since i have a free day tmr, it means i will be indulgin in videos again =DD this shall also mean i shall try to slp earlier today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i was talkin to 'pudip' aka preena just now (she will KILLED me if she sees this. hehee..), we were bitchin abt how stupid qian is gettin her stupid sports car, how she will die faster cos sports car can go faster so whn she langgar the impact bigger, abt how we are all facin weird guys in school, decidin if cj guys were weirder or poly/private school guys were weirder (guess whats our conclusion? hoho.), etc. the amt of vulgarities i used in that convo was.. lets say, satifyin, how much is basically subjective x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;yes, thats all for today at least. i HAD to blog before i forget what it is like to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-2475196194321285624?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2475196194321285624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2475196194321285624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blogskin-again.html' title='new blogskin AGAIN'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5256377219368498266</id><published>2008-04-09T01:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:07:37.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questionnaire'/><title type='text'>try it!! x))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;alright, basically the rule of this 'game' is to just answer honestly and write down the first ans that comes to your mind. FUN!! =DD (ok, i knoe i am kinda bored but it is still fun!) try it in your own blogs!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your nickname when you were young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;honeyney, girl, ting, 2050&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want to be when you were young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What word would you use to describe yourself as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;screwloose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your earliest memory as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;runnin ard gramp's half-naked like some wild kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most unforgettable mistake you’ve made as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;embarrassin myself in front of my gramp, aunts and parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were a child, who did you think was a star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Leon Lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first thing you did when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;rolled over and returned to slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst half-awake experience you’ve ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;when i was under anesthetic and couldnt open my eyes properly; i had to keep askin my dad if i was dreamin or awake over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you messed up lately that you are embarrassed to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my expenses (i never knoe whr my money goes to..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think, “Ah, I am still a kid”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when i choose to make an irrational choice; when i am cash-strapped; when i refuse to accept something and start dwellin on it when it is an inevitable fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think, “Ah, I am just a mere human being”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when i cannot help cryin non-stop, when i get depressed over the irony of a situation/circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think, “Ah, I am a genius?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when i solve the simplest problem and am happy about it (rocket scientist!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you bought recently that made you think, “Ah, this is useful”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;headphones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think, “Arghh, I’m a useless person”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when i had to retain in cj; when i cant think up a solution for a problem that i am concerned about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you have to say but think, “Arghh, I can never say this!”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i think you shud put some perfume on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the happiest moment in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;cj vs jj matches whereby we won the game as a team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest luxury to you so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;being hugged by someone who means it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is “paradise” to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Johnny's Entertainment (jimusho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has made you angry recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;files that refused to be downloaded successfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most tiresome thing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;feelin hungry when it is time to slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you collect lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you wouldn’t want to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest turning point in your life so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;May'o7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you be doing right now if you are not in poly now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;overseas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to try this coming summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;get a tan by the pool and have a nice cool dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one thing you are proud of in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;my big toyogo box with wheels that stores all my bks, etc and can be wheeled ard =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is it that you feel that you are petty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;others touchin my thgs when i dont feel like it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which part of a man’s body do you look at first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;teeth (it is mainly the smile, the dimple and the eyes!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What habit of a man makes your heart pound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;keeps his room neat and tidy ('cos i am messy, i like THE man tidy. hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most shocking thing a man has ever said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;i knoe you get my intention but just not certain of what you want to do abt it (something along this line and he totally read me like a bk and i was scared out of my wits!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the 3 conditions for a cool man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'nasty', knoes what he wants, MCP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing that you look for in a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;true to his emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your ideal date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cuddlin in a clean and tidy room (actually i guess a messy one'd be fine too..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you turn 20, what is one thing you’d want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;varnish for a day. somewhere i can be alone and peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you’ve done recently for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;actually laughin out loud at my lappy while i watch some vid clips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one letter that you’ve received so far that is stuck in your memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;zee's xmas card, where she wrote sth abt berlin which i cant rmb now but was touched so was abit cryin =|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing that a guy does that will sweep you off your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you’d compare yourself to when you are in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one catch phrase you’d give yourself now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fail to plan, plan to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one surprise you’d give your boyf during his birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;gather his friends (preferably male) to hold a surprise party for him and leave them alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you’d do for your sick boyf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;dependin on his 'style', try coolin him porridge/food or just sit by his bed quietly to acc him while doin keepin myself occupied by watchin tv, readin, writin, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a trivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;there is a higher chance of you dyin from slashin your wrists vertically than horizontally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &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/9252581-5256377219368498266?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5256377219368498266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5256377219368498266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/try-it-x.html' title='try it!! x))'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-689846799409661235</id><published>2008-04-07T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:23:56.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late-nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this might just be the only no-song post, meanin that there might just be no song of the day. there really isnt a song that i feel like postin, more like suitable for this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recently, it seems that i am not watchin vids as much anymore. still watchin vids but not drama. i guess thats cos i attribute my late nights to the dramas but thgs aint changin much man. i am still slpin late, in fact, EVEN later! all these are no thanks to that BAKA sis of mine! who insists that i wake her up at 5am to mug. there she got it! usin muggin as an excuse so i cant deny her request and that'd also mean i gotta stay up another one hour or so just to wake her up. damnit, that one hour can kill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just feel like visitin somewhere out of Singapore, or even live away from here. there is just this sudden urge but i knoe i wont do it. simply cos, the ppl matters. it is so weird, comin from me, somebod who insists that not many ppl are irreplaceable in my life (what a bitch, yes i knoe). yet, i hate meetin new ppl all over again, esp whn they dont grow up like me and i gotta learn to get used to them. this is also one reason why i'd nv imagine myself leavin Singapore, what a dumbass thinkin but yes, it's true = j actually i just feel like visitin somewhere with blue sea, clean sand and NOBODY! but this is terribly impossible in Singapore man. even out of the ctry, many places are flocked with tourists, how irksome. if only i can draw, then can sit at the nice nice beach and draw but first i gotta find that kinda beach first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gosh, my nose is gon DROP for sure! i've been sneezin NON-STOP since like what? 1hour ago?! no joke, seriously no joke, it is killin me man.. still sneezin, still sneezin and my nose hurts for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;surprise surprise, i am actually missin b and her noisiness. mayb i can finally take a break and really enjoy less human interaction. that kid's just has the ability to disturb at times :) i mean it's like she's one of the rare few that i still stay in touch with, as in the poly peeps. she'd call me up at the weirdest time evn if we were not scheduled to meet and catch me unaware and tell me some weird thg. even so, it is almost impossible to be angry with her. i guess thats her charm. still, the calls can get awkward cos after the excitement's over, we'l be like umm.. yep.. so? HAHAA! baka janeyo! hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am just different with different ppl, with berlin i am ALWS noisy and loud. and berlin, i am warnin yall, no one, absolutely NO ONE! is to post that vid on your blogs! i will KILL! i dont care evn if yall are berlins, tell that kaitokid also! hahaha! [i think of the explanation for kaito and i wanna laugh -.-] i am like.. the fierce one? hahaha! as in the face only pls! hahaha! it is like how 10 of us got different 'images' partner is the blur cock! omg! her blurness can KILL! hahhaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with b on the other hand, i am horrible passive if we are not makin noise like freakin chill out, to the extent that i'd be like 'orh, mm, ah' sometimes but i guess it is fine with her. she is too hyper, hyper enough to make up for both. hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;human relationships are such wonders, the way we are with different ppl. i sense myself makin no sense anymore but i think i've expressed what i wanted to say properly.. i think? hahaha! thats ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_kGQOn-gLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUbYKKHZ0ls/s1600-h/IMG_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_kGQOn-gLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUbYKKHZ0ls/s320/IMG_0744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186183321767280818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berlinwall with no.10]&lt;/span&gt; from this pic, you can infer that mr no.10 is either blur or a total pig. HAHAA!&lt;/span&gt;&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/9252581-689846799409661235?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/689846799409661235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/689846799409661235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_07.html' title=':)'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_kGQOn-gLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUbYKKHZ0ls/s72-c/IMG_0744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1573631476827330568</id><published>2008-04-06T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:57:38.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look up'/><title type='text'>stop frownin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The you I love is wilful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The you I love is stubborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The you I love is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Even when you get violent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You are perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;With your imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Your weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;They are the reasons to my existence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You need not be with me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But let me go on being by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don’t care how things between us changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You may choose to be by the side of another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just as long as you still wear that smile on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am fine, really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a simple sweet song with the perfect beat to cheer me up x)) nth's been goin well since fri but whn thgs start spirallin dwnwards, it also means that thgs'l start to lookin up soon! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oFQknMg_1h/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oFQknMg_1h/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of paper scattered all over the table,&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one of them turns into my treasure,&lt;br /&gt;for you scribble cute things on them.&lt;br /&gt;Strange looking characters and portraits that don't do much justice.&lt;br /&gt;Written in the pretty handwriting is your name,&lt;br /&gt;and next to it is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Your drawings aren't perfect,&lt;br /&gt;but every one of them is dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much capacity for me to take in everything?&lt;br /&gt;How much space should I have in order to keep it all?&lt;br /&gt;Am I sufficient right now?&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep every single thing about us.&lt;br /&gt;The figures left behind by each minute, each second.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I want to be able to feel you on my left [side] all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But you're not here,&lt;br /&gt;so on lonely nights I try to make up for the empty space on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Like this.&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my guitar, I turn my feelings into a melody…&lt;br /&gt;That's always the case.&lt;br /&gt;When you're not by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but look for you.&lt;br /&gt;My body remembers, reaching out for memories of you and going over them.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be someone, who does not get influenced by anyone,&lt;br /&gt;But right now I cannot put my money on it,&lt;br /&gt;Because you live in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but you're here, even now when I'm singing.&lt;br /&gt;My head is full of thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;And it would be great if it would change one day,&lt;br /&gt;When one moment becomes forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the proof that you're one to two steps ahead of me,&lt;br /&gt;Helps by breaking the growing silence.&lt;br /&gt;You pretend to be amused listening to someone else's story,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to continue seeing your smile so I swallow my words.&lt;br /&gt;Am I naïve for wanting for more than I have now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to suggest that I should be giving instead of receiving?&lt;br /&gt;You can warn me that there is no such thing as forever,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to shine with you,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you that I can protect every element that colors you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I will take away every little thing that saddens you,&lt;br /&gt;So let this love last a little longer….&lt;br /&gt;I built up my courage and said the words I could hold in no longer.&lt;br /&gt;What was supposed to have been "I love you…"&lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously, the command from my brain was altered into my very own code.&lt;br /&gt;One day, will I be able to tell you my feelings with confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be able to stay as someone you are proud to call your own.&lt;br /&gt;With you beside me,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you my love…. ♥&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/9252581-1573631476827330568?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1573631476827330568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1573631476827330568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-frownin.html' title='stop frownin!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-382515966853275807</id><published>2008-04-05T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T02:00:10.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sangatsu kokonoka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jap post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one litre of tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longer tag than post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryo-chan&apos;s rendition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ichi rittoru no namida'/><title type='text'>にほんごのぽすと</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これわ正しいあたしもわかない&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;あたししなさいばかり感じる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;今日わ都合が悪いです、本当に悪い&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;歌も悲しそうな歌お聞く&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;今日の歌：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;亮ちゃんの三月九日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/PfK_UI7O4G/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/PfK_UI7O4G/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In the middle of the changing season,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I casually feel how long the day is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In the midst of the restless busy days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You and I paint our dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Place our love on the wind of March,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A cherry blossom sprout will move on into Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Little specs of overflowing light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Warm up the morning little by little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Beside you, I’m a little embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After a huge yawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Standing at the entrance to a new world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What I noticed was that I wasn't alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;By closing my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The 'you' whom I see behind my eyelids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Has somehow helped me become stronger, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I also want to be like that for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;By closing my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The 'you' whom I see behind my eyelids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Has somehow helped me become stronger..&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/9252581-382515966853275807?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/382515966853275807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/382515966853275807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_05.html' title='にほんごのぽすと'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2615987174746834845</id><published>2008-04-04T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:26:18.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuckin goin to slp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right here waitin'/><title type='text'>right here waitin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, i really cant think of a better title and a slpy and tired pk is almost as good as dead, just that she wont flare, totally cannot be bothered. anw stupid b, said i chaolao today.. kns. fine, since i called her that for the whole yr, shall let her call awhile. i am FUCKIN tired la. cheee...$%#@* dont care la, i wanna slp alr.  frustrating can?! it sucks goin to bed with a heavy heart, or isit heavy mind? whatever la, one of those two feels heavy. taa~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;song of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt this song sound beautiful? :)) i needa rmb to load it to my damn ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nabtlc485K/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nabtlc485K/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oceans apart day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear your voice on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I see you next to never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How can we say forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took for granted, all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I though would last somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear the laughter, I taste the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I can't get near you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, can't you see it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've got me goin' crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder how we can survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But in the end if I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll take the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, can't you see it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've got me goin' crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&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/9252581-2615987174746834845?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2615987174746834845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2615987174746834845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/right-here-waitin.html' title='right here waitin..'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1351105319642115364</id><published>2008-04-03T04:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:51:07.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank-you'/><title type='text'>thank-you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams we shared,&lt;br /&gt;The future we spoke of.&lt;br /&gt;They were all our shared memories.&lt;br /&gt;Yet where are they now.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so far away&lt;br /&gt;Despite having you right beside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sacrifices we’ve made,&lt;br /&gt;Just to stay together.&lt;br /&gt;To be by each others’ side,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what may come.&lt;br /&gt;The hardship we endured,&lt;br /&gt;Just to reach this final destination.&lt;br /&gt;We lost the joy from before&lt;br /&gt;What is left behind is emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;The hollow feeling of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What caused the change,&lt;br /&gt;Where is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t we talk like before?&lt;br /&gt;We don’t even smile like we used to.&lt;br /&gt;Where is that familiar laughter?&lt;br /&gt;Just exactly what went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The days we spent together,&lt;br /&gt;Are they just worthless memories,&lt;br /&gt;Easily kidnapped by the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times we laughed so hard,&lt;br /&gt;We fell to the ground in pain.&lt;br /&gt;The times we cried so hard,&lt;br /&gt;We soaked each others’ shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Does it pain you too?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one&lt;br /&gt;Who remembers?&lt;br /&gt;The way our heart felt,&lt;br /&gt;The way we stood by each other,&lt;br /&gt;Putting the other before ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1351105319642115364?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1351105319642115364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1351105319642115364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you.html' title='thank-you'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2877139192414040377</id><published>2008-04-02T19:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:05:00.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gokusen II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kizuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blank'/><title type='text'>rhythm of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today i just felt like bloggin but really dont knoe what to blog abt so i am just takin up the space here xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am TOTALLY hooked on kizuna.. i love how it sounds so sad to me [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;x j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is a song titled bond. in the case of this, the song was talkin abt their friendship abt how they put each other before themselves. sweeet~ it was the insert song for gokusen II. honestly i thot the beginnin of the show was like BLAHH~! cos it felt so repetitive, student get into trouble, tchr comes and whack the hell outta the opponents and happy endin all over again. it was only until like ep.9 or so that it felt like a wonderful show. i mean it wasnt like i had to endure the front part but was just lackin in the 'touchin' factor alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anw, it felt different cos it didnt touch me like how gokusen I did, like how the tchr found out abt the issues of the students. in the first series as they had that tchr from the beginnin so you could see the trust but the second the tchr was only a relief for the last 3mths of their high school life so as much as you can see them trust her, the feel was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, why i sddnly got hooked on that song. i mean it was playin all thru-out the damn drama and it did have that sad feelin but the feel was amplified at the part whn the tchr asked ryu [odagiri ryu aka &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Kamenashi_Kazuya"&gt;kamenashi kazuya&lt;/a&gt;] why does he continue to keep to himself. my heart broke the moment he said, "i dont knoe myself." considerin that kame's not like my fav actor, i was touched by that scene. for one, i inferred it as he doesnt knoe himself but at the same time, he doesnt knoe how to open up to his friends even tho they were the most impt ppl to him at that point of time [sad!!! x(] at the same time, you see his friends fightin so hard for him.. friendships like those are hard to come by. in actual fact, i really think they only exist in dramas. *shruggs. hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, seriously, kame looks DAMN niang in gokusen!!! damn damn DAMN niang. he looked more and more niang as the show goes but it seems that for one pound gospel he looked better. for one, his brows werent like thinly trimmed. amazin~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! other than crunchyroll, it seems that veoh tv is as gd but it has quite alot of dramas that crunchyroll stopped streamin! and they are all pretty clear.. but i didnt watch from the site, well, yall just check it out from their site and you will knoe, shant mention too much here, later police catch! hahaha! i'm high on chocs.. blahh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, another trivial, the tchr in gokusen, she's actually the wife of SMAP's leader. yes, the grp with takuya kimura. damn sad, ppl only knoe him in the grp. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_N98-n-gKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-JQazUUt_WQ/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_N98-n-gKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-JQazUUt_WQ/s200/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184626082589868194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_N98un-gJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7nla_sUEcBM/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_N98un-gJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7nla_sUEcBM/s200/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184626078294900882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;song of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/j--6X3RPg1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/j--6X3RPg1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet lyrics abt brotherhood, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;otoko no yuujou&lt;/span&gt;. coincidentally, the kanji for yuujou is the same word with the same meanin as 友情. nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; font-family: arial;" border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" valign="top"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter how much you think about the future&lt;br /&gt;No one can see the truth&lt;br /&gt;A void? Something's stuck in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I kept repeating my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one step at a time; don't let go of my hand&lt;br /&gt;The days we spent together still live&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're torn apart till we're ragged&lt;br /&gt;That time, that place, this bond won't disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure we don't lose it in the flow of time&lt;br /&gt;Our true feelings pass and bump against each other&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels heavy for him&lt;br /&gt;That we met is the miracle I longed for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain of not even being able to stand still&lt;br /&gt;We're connected by the light we saw inside&lt;br /&gt;It's okay if you lied; it's okay if you cry&lt;br /&gt;That time, that place, this bond won't disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one step at a time; don't let go of my hand&lt;br /&gt;The days we spent together still live&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're torn apart til we're ragged&lt;br /&gt;That time, that place, this bond won't disappea&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table face="arial" style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Romaji&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saki no koto dorehodo ni kangaete itemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hontou no koto nante dare ni mo mienai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kuuhaku? Kokoro ni nanika ga tsumatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayamachi bakari kurikaeshiteta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ippo zutsu de ii sa kono te wo hanasazu ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomo ni ayunda hibi ga ikitsuzuketeru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boroboro ni naru made hikisakarete itemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano toki no ano basho kienai kono kizuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nagare yuku toki no naka ushinawanu you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Surechigai butsukatta hontou no kimochi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kokoro ni shimiteku aitsu no omoi ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deaeta koto ga motometa kiseki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tachidomaru koto sae dekinai kurushisa no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naka ni mieta hikari tsunagatte iru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uso tsuita tte ii sa namida nagashite ii kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano tokiAno toki no ano basho kienai kono kizuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ippo zutsu de ii sa kono te wo hanasazu ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomo ni ayunda hibi ga ikitsuzuketeru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boroboro ni naru made hikisakarete itemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano toki no ano basho kienai kono kizuna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/9252581-2877139192414040377?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2877139192414040377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2877139192414040377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/rhythm-of-life.html' title='rhythm of life'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R_N98-n-gKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-JQazUUt_WQ/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5161459268778550924</id><published>2008-04-01T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:07:34.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thots of the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what is in for the future'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an uber unfruitful day.. not that i wasted it watchin videos but surprisingly, i didnt even manage to really watch videos. the videos were playin but nth was goin in.. thots were runnin wild in my head.. what'd have happened if things were like these, who'l be the ppl i'l be meetin now? will i still be who i am now? will evrythg be different? will i achieve more? more questions but no ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across somebod's entry abt graduation and enterin the society.. (maybe it is too much of gokusen ne! will talk abt that laters) i have definitely postponed my entrance to the society, not that i'd really love to enter it soon. somehow i just have a gut feelin that enterin the society will result in me losin myself but that really isnt the point now yo. i mean, i feel as if i can relate to the person bloggin, watchin from afar as one's friend take on a totally different path from you. somehow i guess i respected the person for still soundin ok (or maybe it was just a pretence OR the person just has slow reaction like ME -.-) anyhow, that was just what sparked my total emoness. dumb as it is, it just made me feel blehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had actually thot abt this issues quite some time ago.. somewhr in the middle of this hols.. i mean of cos i have friends like feli who'd be downright honest and go, "see la, cleverest amongst us, Os do so well and now then come poly whn i am graduatin.." hahaha! i thot it really didnt matter, i meant her comments. somehow i am fine with all these kinda comments tho they just deal you with a HUGE blow. cos only ppl close enough can be honest with you abt what they think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thg now isnt that i regret goin to cj.. maybe? i mean i love the ppl i meant there, the things i learnt there besides academics, it'd have been totally different in another school but what i cant get over is the lag that i am facin.. on the other hand, if i had went to SIM straight.. i wouldnt be doin what i enjoy now.. meetin cool tutors, with the knowledge, experiences and the zest. all i can say's mayb life just isnt as smooth-sailin as we expect it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really dont knoe what the hell is wrong with me but mayb i've just been thinkin too much.. mayb a smile will solve all the probs x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;song of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQPPsdcN2b/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQPPsdcN2b/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-5161459268778550924?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5161459268778550924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5161459268778550924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5349013838745300539</id><published>2008-03-30T02:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:08:06.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wahaha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b&apos;s haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buck up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happygirl'/><title type='text'>wordy entry x)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with b today to cut her stupid fringe.. i think i am SO easy-goin whn it comes to cuttin hair. HAHAA! we talked abit abt stuffs, classmates, rui and what-nots. twas surprised at how open i am today, i was really tired.. i shut off by 3pm.. so i really cant rmb what happened but i knoe i went home with a smile listenin to 'zukkoke otokomichi'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nene, honestly, i was shocked at how we actually think alike. SUGE~! also, i am just shocked at how calm i can handle certain situations. i am not becomin immune or whatsoever, not stoneded but more like i just wanna keep it inside and hope the magnitude of the emotion die down fast. thats all x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;basically, you can say i am a happy person and i really dont care what i really blog now, as in, at least they are honest words, from the bottom of my heart. of cos i knoe it is borin without pics but i really love expressin thgs in my own words tho lettin others infer from pics seem like a cool idea. still, loadin pics are so time-consumin! i'd rather spend the time video-ing. hehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;atashi no tachi wa sekai ichiban, daisuki desu! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;song of the day =DD :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9qgjZ8UdD9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9qgjZ8UdD9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;this song is really great cos if you noticed, i go for the 'conflict' in thgs and that seems like the concept of this song (from MY point of view). the tune and the way the singers sing it sounds UBER hyper and happy but if you actually read the lyrics, you'd find the song beautiful, at least i did. it really isnt easy singin such mengful lyrics in the those comical tone. for one, i think it take more efforts and energy to act funny than cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadness and worries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems that everyone has at least some of them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; With a depressed face, you sigh again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and loneliness, you face it and live on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; It’s not just you, you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is a good explanation, it’s enough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; To do your best, that single phrase&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t it make your life harder?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Yay!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; If I laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will laugh, so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Giggles x4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha ahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha wahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; This is fun~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Just like your yawn passes on to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That smiling face ties us together too, I think&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I have a hunch that I will make it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hunch that I will make it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; It’s not a big deal though&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; If I laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will laugh, so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Like those clouds up in the sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be great if all sadness disappeared&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; It would be nice~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I want it to be a happy heartbeat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; If I laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will laugh, so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Like that clear blue in the sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be great if all sadness disappeared&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; It would be nice~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Giggles x4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha ahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha wahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;also, this hols i am happier =DD still bothered by many trivial issues but at least i have enough energy, courage or whatsoever to smile and be happy! but.. the work hard part is sure lackin this hols yo. i mean if before hols i put in say.. 30% effort into livin my life, this hols it sure dropped drastically to 15%.. still, i will buck up ne! wuush! x j&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/9252581-5349013838745300539?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5349013838745300539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5349013838745300539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-wordy-entry-x.html' title='wordy entry x)'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6073978948759565012</id><published>2008-03-28T01:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:11:10.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planetarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amk uncle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cut hair'/><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not the first time but the feelin of wantin to tell of a feelin but cant find someone to tell. this feelin sucks. it's as if you cant tell others cos they either get shocked at how different you are from their impression or they worry unduly.. still, the action that resulted in me feelin so down is the worst of all these. it need not have been this way but since it happened, i guess there shud be an end to all these emotions, lockin evrythg away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last time i actually felt so bad was sec3 end and thgs started goin downhill for us. of cos, how it ended we all knoe.. mayb it is me but it sure doesnt matter now. nothing lasts forever, at the end of the day, we are only responsible for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am really in no mood to like post pics today, i'd prolly spam another day :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yes, today i was still VERY happy to meet up with dicks, had my hair cut. tho i seriously think i am gon have some serious prob with my hair come school reopen but heck it. love how we laughed all the way back to my hse. hahaa! nearly runnin dwn an (amk) uncle or two. it is not that her drivin sucks but the main thing lies in it is an AMK uncle. HAHAHA! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;song of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qB2kw4wjeU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qB2kw4wjeU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6073978948759565012?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6073978948759565012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6073978948759565012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2853392366027136238</id><published>2008-03-27T02:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:04:41.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls and relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>saturated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;alot of thoughts, feelings, ideas, etc. runnin thru my head. it's kinda difficult to put evrythg down in words but there are just so many things happenin inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my blogskin's a BIG headache by itself but i cant find anythg better.. if this goes on, mayb i'l just try changin site.. the problem arises cos i insist on havin the music link but the recent skins are all full of navigations, which mean i cant get the song to auto play durin my posts. comin to think of it now.. it might be a gd idea, then evrytime i can insert a new song in every post =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;like i said, my brain is like horribly saturated now. there are so many issues that i am reflectin abt, issues that may not even be close to my life, issues that are trivial, serious, simply everything.. many of them i dont knoe how to 'pen' it out, others, they are not suitable to be posted on a blog, at least not this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;also, at this stage, i cannot say for sure if i can kick the habit of watchin videos.. or the constant thots of wantin to get home to watch the videos at night.. i'm actually bloggin now cos i am watitin for the video to load, basically now my life resolve ard video-ing. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but one thing for sure, i hate the feelin of doin the opposite of what your heart wants you to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;met up with the groupies today, shall upload the pics another day, i am really drained today.. we talked abt some stuff as usual and our meetups are ALWS filled with laughters, every single moment and it's genuine laughters, thats what makes it special =)) and we kinda came to a conclusion that no matter how brave or strong a girl is, when she really falls in love, she'l become weak and dependent.. &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/9252581-2853392366027136238?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2853392366027136238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2853392366027136238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturated.html' title='saturated'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2729994478339246114</id><published>2008-03-24T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T02:25:32.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hp dwn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritatin connection'/><title type='text'>frustratin~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;this is bloody irritatin, i really have no idea why in the world my internet connection suddenly got turtle slow! i swear, it is totally NOT loadin at all. God knoes whats the reason for that.. all i am hopin for is that the situation'd get better on fri since my connection's supposed to get faster by fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i think i better mention. one of my hp's bein cranky, actually, BOTH. i seriously think it might be because i am droppin them too much. yep, so if i am not replyin or etc, my hp's NOT functionin. sorry~ mayb it is just time to start huntin for another hp. hoho! i am lookin for flip, slim ones but lookin at the market now.. it is not very possible aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i really dont have anythg much to blog abt anw.. unless puttin evrythg dwn in words here will make my secret desires come thru.. if not, ja ne.&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/9252581-2729994478339246114?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2729994478339246114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2729994478339246114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustratin.html' title='frustratin~!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-709611822346355702</id><published>2008-03-21T03:14:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:14:49.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-ctry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the run'/><title type='text'>marathon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, since i am waitin for my show to finish loadin, which is takin UBER long.. i decided to post again. honestly, i am missin the feel of x-ctry run.. the feel of runnin alone, yet, not quite alone just feels heavenly but at the same time is the worst feelin in the world. to go on runnin, you'l feel drained out but to stop, you'd immediately feel the weariness takin a toll on your whole body. the fight to keep goin and constantly fight the thot of givin up just wears one dwn badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;however, the feel of competition is just great, fightin another person but not hurtin him/her physical. competin to see who is stronger both physically and mentally. i am not one who'd compete unless i am confident of myself. of cos, i have ran feelin nervous and unsure of myself but honestly, i hafnt lost before x) hafnt lost to myself, just yet. i might have regrets after a race but i alws knoe i've given my all. thats prolly the few times whn i'd push to my max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wont forget the macritchie runs, the start, the process, the irritatin passin vehicles, the stubborn person in me who refuses to lose out, havin to calculate just how much i can push and accelerate, the endin sprint, the expressway that never seems to end, the cheerin crowd, familiar faces, the final line, the end, the drained out body that collapses and endearin seniors/friends who'd help me register, the satisfaction, the exhausted body, the sense of achievement. evrythg, all in all, that is prolly totally worth the nervousness i get beforehand. i WANT to run, i NEED to run but at current stage, i just cant, cos i'd just end up bein very disappointed in myself. i expect too much from my own timin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the first time i ran for my x-ctry, not national of cos, i am not that gd yet yo.. twas cedar's i set my own standard and i really dont want it goin anymore lower than i had before but i really lack the trainin now. damn, i really hate it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it really feels great now that i can blog freely, ignorin what others would think, read and infere from my blog. in fact, i am just bloggin directly from the thots in my mind so if i actually sounded cocky, seriously, too bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my hand still smells of the sticks. SHIAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-709611822346355702?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/709611822346355702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/709611822346355702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/marathon.html' title='marathon.'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-3093932219033138573</id><published>2008-03-21T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:53:11.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisterly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>babysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;just had this SUPER long talk with my sis over the japanese entertainment and we were like comparin how much we were spendin on all these celebrities.. final conclusion? mine was more worth it.. i mean, there was more to my spendin and i was explainin to her the reasons behind it.. that kid actually listened and started discussin with me the lives of these idols, the facade and the irony behind 'their' lives that need not belong to them anymore.. well, babysis has grown up, hasnt she? and all these started from sky of love -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, cheers for sisterly love, lets all forget abt the bitchy times for the time bein.. i am SO confident of convertin her to a je fan. wahaha! i mean, from sky of love we sidetracked to je cos she said pi was hot! well, it's yamapi we're talkin abt yeah. hahaha! cos i was walkin kuro and that lil one peeped. hahaa! so i was tellin her he is one of the rare few jes that you'd see and go, "hey, thats a hottie". surprise surprise, i showed her my k8 calendar and she said ryo-chan's hot! =DDD it must be the black and white effect of the pic, not that ryo-chan's not hot enough but i sure wont expect anybod to say he's hot at the first look, cos i didnt =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked abt utahime also, some show w tomo and surprisingly she understood the emotion i was tryin to tell her, tho not fully but she got the gist.. she ended up tellin me some stupid love letter thg in her school. well, those gd old days spent in sec school's sth far beyond my reach now but it's cool to be hearin thgs that i've went thru w my friends before happenin to my sis. i dont knoe how much she knoes or her idea of love. i mean she is sec 4 and what she is goin thru in a mixed school is definitely different from what i went thru in cedar, so whn we touch on the topic love, i am still very cautious.. but i'd love to watch the girl cry durin love shows.. we are alike in this sense, we hate to watch love shows at home cos we dont wanna cry in the 'open'. as in right in the face of our family members. hahaha! for one, we are TOTALLY different from mommy dear. hahaaa!&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/9252581-3093932219033138573?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3093932219033138573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3093932219033138573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/babysis.html' title='babysis'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-4322976701989070975</id><published>2008-03-20T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:56:16.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog links'/><title type='text'>links</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as it cant be seen, i have finally got my big fat ass away from drama-ing and changed my blogskin FINALLY. evrythg's nice and i really feel like a genius for bein able to make the changes to the skins to my own preferences cos the original skin is really not like that.. ok, it doesnt have THAT much of differences but for me to make this much of changes is a big, BIG thg. anw, evrythg's perfect except for the links part.. i'd need folks to start floodin in your links. thanks!! =DDD&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/9252581-4322976701989070975?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/4322976701989070975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meanies'/><title type='text'>wahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sadness and worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It seems that everyone has at least some of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;With a depressed face, you sigh again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sadness and loneliness, you embrace them and live on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's not just you, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If that is a good explanation, it's enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To do your best, that single phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Doesn't it make your life harder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You will laugh, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Keta keta keta keta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ahaha ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wahaha wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is fun~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Just like your yawn passes on to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That smiling face ties us together too, I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have a hunch that I will make it I have a hunch that I will make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's not a big deal though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You will laugh, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like those clouds up in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It would be great if all sadness disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It would be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Even when you force yourself to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Even if you are laughed at and told it is meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you can laugh at them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Then they will run and disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I make up my mind in this chest, saying I will survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The sound that makes me stand now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's not sadness or hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I want it to be a happy heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You will laugh, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Someone else will laugh too, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like that clear blue in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It would be great if all sadness disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It would be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Keta keta keta keta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ahaha ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wahaha wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i just thot the lyrics were great, to make evryday's unhappiness sound so light-hearted and.. happy? just by listenin to the song, you sure wont be able to tell that it is a song with sucha 'serious' meanin behind it.. you might just be able to spot some hints in the pv but definitely not the song itself. i just love listenin to the song just before i go to bed or whn i am feelin really dwn.. the rhythm and all just cheers me up a lil, coupled with the 'meaninful' lyrics, perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nobody'd expect bein a happy person to be sucha uphill task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dont lie, never ever do that cos i cant take it and i'd really hate to be on the receivin end of it. i am very selfish, very very selfish. i cant promise to alws be there for you or solve all your probs but once you ask for it, i will almost definitely do my best. it's just like the quote in the show, "ask and it will be given". i cant explain how selfish i can get but the whole time i am actually reflectin on all my acts, selfish is the only word to explain it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate to share my best friend. of cos it is fine to share best friends amongst best friends but anythg more than that is unacceptable. i am wilful and selfish, i get angry really easily but i dislike showin it. this'd simply result in me compilin all the grudges, unhappiness and there really is no tellin to whn i'd flare and give up on a friendship. sadly, that is how i work, it's the same way with relationship, once i give it up, we'l revert back to normal friends, we may not evn be best of friends. i dont even knoe what am i blabberin abt now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mean ppl sucks! mean ppl sucks! seriously.. in the process of bein mean, they are inflictin pain on themselves, it's totally unworth the efforts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/9252581-3470379890494766205?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3470379890494766205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3470379890494766205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/sadness-and-worries-it-seems-that.html' title='wahaha'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-796482734349322995</id><published>2008-03-16T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:51:14.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TP Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nth in mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no direction'/><title type='text'>TP Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;basically was a day of runnin ard, just to get D's bday present and endin with the TP Dance Concert.. the photos are all jumbled up, coupled with a few 'ho pics durin the interval..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWDNM80I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Xj1l7NLKvqw/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWDNM80I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Xj1l7NLKvqw/s200/IMG_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178342804363735874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rVzNM8zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0lpvaUAHnvc/s1600-h/IMG_0369+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rVzNM8zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0lpvaUAHnvc/s200/IMG_0369+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178342800068768562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWDNM81I/AAAAAAAAAjA/LLBWI1Bc8Xc/s1600-h/IMG_0372+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWDNM81I/AAAAAAAAAjA/LLBWI1Bc8Xc/s200/IMG_0372+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178342804363735890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgjNM85I/AAAAAAAAAjg/K4qlUHDy0vI/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgjNM85I/AAAAAAAAAjg/K4qlUHDy0vI/s200/IMG_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178347382798873490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rVTNM8yI/AAAAAAAAAio/nb5ACI3zY0g/s1600-h/IMG_0368+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rVTNM8yI/AAAAAAAAAio/nb5ACI3zY0g/s200/IMG_0368+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178342791478833954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgDNM84I/AAAAAAAAAjY/9X4FnY81cRE/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgDNM84I/AAAAAAAAAjY/9X4FnY81cRE/s200/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178347374208938882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWjNM82I/AAAAAAAAAjI/3iafbapC6no/s1600-h/IMG_0373+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWjNM82I/AAAAAAAAAjI/3iafbapC6no/s200/IMG_0373+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178342812953670498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgzNM86I/AAAAAAAAAjo/j5D4Wi1LNps/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vgzNM86I/AAAAAAAAAjo/j5D4Wi1LNps/s200/IMG_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178347387093840802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vfjNM83I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Ju4EI_-YeP8/s1600-h/IMG_0375+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90vfjNM83I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Ju4EI_-YeP8/s200/IMG_0375+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178347365619004274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of the photos from first half of the concert but i kinda set the cam to the wrong mood so they were kinda blur-ish. i dont have pics from the second half cos i was takin the videos instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb what i had intended to blog ytd, will prolly combine the entries whn i can finally open my bitchy words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols was basically a time for me to totally video like MAD! i have almost completed all the dramas i can basically get my hands on.. i am still lookin to get my hands on kurosagi..!&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not sure isit me or the dramas that i am watchin. basically i can be bawlin on and off watchin these dramas! mad! and i literally mean bawl.. somehow i just cry like a big baby throwin tantrum.. imagine! actually, it's better not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what am i to do? oe of the mini-drama was on teamspirit, which is a total killer for me.. the training they supposedly go thru and all, the feelin on a baton hittin one's hand (10x50), the beach runs (nball), the decision between friendship and victory, THE moment right after the race, evrythg.. my heart simply stopped evrytime they were havin their race cos i gotta admit the editor/director/whosoever did an uber gd job in portrayin the races. i dont knoe abt others but i especially love scenes whrby they show the process of a sport in detail. the drama had slowmo-ed scenes whn they were passin the batons, the overtakin, the final stretch of the 4by1. i noticed that it seems, something i've observed, that guys' 4by1 relay's alws seems to be more excitin and closely matched compared to the women's. that kinda adrenaline flow just makes me suspect that i have WEAK heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9061zNM87I/AAAAAAAAAjw/siyjVGvMSk0/s1600-h/isshun+no+kaze+no+nare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9061zNM87I/AAAAAAAAAjw/siyjVGvMSk0/s200/isshun+no+kaze+no+nare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178359842498999218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, mayb the cast look totally unappealin, ZETTAI~ ugly but the whole kick from their filmin of the track scenes are HOT! with the blue track, evrythg blue.. gosh, as much as i am concerned, blue equates to school colour, school spirit (cedar, cj). the familiar cries of cheerin durin impt moments, the "FIGHTO! FIGHTO!", just sounds so inspire, like how we used to shout "FIRE! the FIRE!" codes that only we understood, words only we felt for.. oouuu.. old school.. i left cedar for FOUR years alr! unbelievable -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other drama was kinda like your typical love story.. but who says one cant cry over your typical love story, whats more, bawl over it. hahaha! the lead lost memory due to war, falls in love with a girl almost ten yrs younger. well, not surprisin since they practically live under the same roof, they do.&lt;br /&gt;just whn evrythg's fine and goin smoothly, the leads fallin in love.. yes, you got it, the WIFE appeared, wife from the time before lead lost his memory.. blahh.. what follows is definitely gon be heart-wrenchin and i dont have the courage to watch on, how wimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont knoe how it happened but i've become sucha crybaby, i cry over evrythg!, in the drama that is. in real life i can still control pretty well. i rmb i nv did shed a tear whn i watched sad shows.. i guess it all started with autumn in my heart, the qiutiandetonghua.. the pioneer of tearjerkers. hahaa! still rmb the classic o~ppa~!? hahaha! i only watched the cryin parts then cudnt stadn the long-windedness and how evrybod died in the end. die from gettin banged by truck. gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i kinda rmb i wanted to blog on ppl.. cant really rmb what i wanted to blog on. well, you see, i alws wanna blog on thgs that i am thinkin while i am travellin or walkin but am too lazy to whip out my hp or notebk to jot dwn what i wanna write abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knoe there's sth abt me bein grateful for the friends that i have so far.. nigger, moozy (different from maozee), the bangla, scooby, huey, love, kor, bw, b and.. and.. and i really cant rmb.. well, there are more guys amg but thats the beauty of it. we cant stay angry at each other for long, we see two sides of a situation, we learn to accept each others' difference. like how i have to learn that they can be sensitive but at the same time, super prone to goin overboard. mayb put it simple, i love how our friendships are kept simple with minimal politics and maximal protection. evrybod tryin to do their part to protect and prevent another from gettin hurt. at times of needs, you'l alws find the shoulder or the support you need. isnt this kinda friendships just amazin and precious? company is literally one phone call or a msg away, there'd be no questions asked as to why you failed to contact them all these time, just a simple 'i was really caught up with school' or whatsoever reason that is nth but the truth is sufficient. we dont have to msg each other 24/7, just a random msg from time to time to show that we still rmb each other, thats enough. yet, we are definitely not to take each other for granted.. like duh! they'd be no, why are you so.. 'like that?' or 'you shudnt do this! what would others think of us' but instead the frequent concern for each other.&lt;br /&gt;of cos there are the ppl that i can have h2h talk to. we dont have to be close friends but ppl who happen to sddnly clique on the same frequency, thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i totally dont knoe whr this post is goin anymore but i will prolly blog proper abt my friends in another post cos i really really needa go back to my drama. well then, ja na!&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/9252581-796482734349322995?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/796482734349322995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/796482734349322995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/tp-dance.html' title='TP Dance'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R90rWDNM80I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Xj1l7NLKvqw/s72-c/IMG_0371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1625224416910765355</id><published>2008-03-15T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:50:43.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summarised'/><title type='text'>summarised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;need slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no time blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;summarise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;utahime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heartbreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jingle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;taro-to-suzu tarotaro rinrinrin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;isshun no kaze ni nare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;longer post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jot dwn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zombified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tanoshikatta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shoppin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;leather jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scarfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bakayaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-owari-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1625224416910765355?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1625224416910765355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1625224416910765355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/late-need-slp-no-time-blog-summarise.html' title='summarised'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-9030515694663300711</id><published>2008-03-14T01:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T03:16:55.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decomposition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dick&apos;s kurosagi pic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereo'/><title type='text'>bitchy tudou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;stupid bean!!! maintain what rubbish! cant they freakin maintain at 4am?! this is horribly bad.. i am so reliant on one site and i actually think that is bad cos if situations like this happen more often and i am dead.. i think i shud just brush up on my jap just so i can rely lesser on subs as well.. i am practically readin my jap-el dictionary like a bk, thats kinda funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok, since i promised dicky to post the kurosagi pic, i better do it now before i forget abt it later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9lt1DNM8xI/AAAAAAAAAig/Ac60tsGptV0/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9lt1DNM8xI/AAAAAAAAAig/Ac60tsGptV0/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177290004800271122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ok, dicks, it's done!!! =DD sorry this pic totally dont do justice to the original. i swear it is SO glossy and 'real' that whn i opened i was like HEH!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i was watchin this particular drama before that stupid bean decided to maintain itself. it is a drama on sports, more like minidrama on track and soccer. it is more on track i guess, all that trainin.. gosh, my goosepimples all stood up.. the familiarity of the trainin, the wind gushin thru the runner's face and body, pure bliss! for me, runnin as in competitively requires me to really focus and to keep pushin. one slight distraction or weird thoughts runnin thru my brain, chances are i'd screw it. of cos, knowin me, i runnin better chasin after another person, more of another friend. i lack the determination for track.. something is just lackin. compared to netball, it is definitely more monotonous. it requires alot of self-motivation but i cant deny that i am startin to miss sports..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i watched the drama partly because ryo-chan's actin as well xP it's not uncommon to do so! serious! hahaha! oh, if you're gon ask what happened to all the tbaby craze, it's not gon, dont worry, still prefer tbaby more! hahaha! so if you're gon help me kidnap i wont mine tbaby but ryo-chan smaller, easier to hide. HAHAHA! crappish! it is just that cos tokio(the band tbaby's in)'s a more senior grp, there is not so much exposure. well, how do i put it.. they are still havin their singles and such, advertisements, yada yada but well, you get me, dont you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and i got hooked on another of ryo-chan's song! it's called stereo, i guess i'm more hooked on the drums part. it is just your very basic hits but.. i just like it's rhythm.. and i think i managed to figure out the sequence of it somehow cos i think that was the basic drummin aloy taught me! eggcited!!! stupid, i got quite a few drummer friends and evrybod's willin to teach me but somehow after FOUR years! i still knoe nuts abt drummin, sad case! i had wanted to post a vid of the song here but on second thots, mayb not. i mean it's such a waste if nobod's gon appreciate it and it'd just further magnify my jap craziness, i knoe it is bad enough now but there are reasons why i am still indulge in it! i am not somebod who enjoys gettin hooked on sth thats gon affect myself adversely. i think only prolly dick understands, i hope bw does too! x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;somehow this post just gotta kinda emo.. rahh!` no gd!!! anw did i mention that it does get frustratin go thru the dict learnin new jap words?! cos there are like a lot of jap words which are direct translation of an english word! and i can end up learnin how to read english words in jap for almost half a page. i nearly flared. but it might just makin learnin easier? cos it is mostly words i alr knoe.. wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i needa slp early! [right, and i am still bloggin now..] my face is totally decomposin and recently i am just pinnin my fringe up cos it is too long to be left hangin anymore, i look like some messy, crazy woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Pieces of paper scattered all over the table,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Each and every one of them turns into my treasure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you scribble cute things on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Strange looking characters and portraits that don't do much justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Written in the pretty handwriting is your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and next to it is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Your drawings aren't perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but every one of them is dear to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;How much capacity for me to take in everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;How much space should I have in order to keep it all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I sufficient right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep every single thing about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;The figures left behind by each minute, each second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Truth is, I want to be able to feel you on my left [side] all the time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;But you're not here,&lt;br /&gt;so on lonely nights I try to make up for the empty space on my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Strumming my guitar, I turn my feelings into a melody…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;That's always the case.&lt;br /&gt;When you're not by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but look for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;My body remembers, reaching out for memories of you and going over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be someone, who does not get influenced by anyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;But right now I cannot put my money on it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Because you live in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm sorry, but you're here, even now when I'm singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My head is full of thoughts of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would be great if it would change one day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When one moment becomes forever…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right now, the proof that you're one to two steps ahead of me, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helps by breaking the growing silence. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You pretend to be amused listening to someone else's story,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to continue seeing your smile so I swallow my words. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I naïve for wanting for more than I have now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to suggest that I should be giving instead of receiving? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can warn me that there is no such thing as forever, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to shine with you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if it's just for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll show you that I can protect every element that colors you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side no matter what. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will take away every little thing that saddens you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So let this love last a little longer….&lt;br /&gt;I built up my courage and said the words I could hold in no longer.&lt;br /&gt;What was supposed to have been "I love you…" &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously, the command from my brain was altered into my very own code.&lt;br /&gt;One day, will I be able to tell you my feelings with confidence? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will I be able to stay as someone you are proud to call your own.&lt;br /&gt;With you beside me, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like anything is possible. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you my love…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-9030515694663300711?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/9030515694663300711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/9030515694663300711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/bitchy-tudou.html' title='bitchy tudou'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9lt1DNM8xI/AAAAAAAAAig/Ac60tsGptV0/s72-c/IMG_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2508001938336197717</id><published>2008-03-13T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:58:09.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make do with'/><title type='text'>open wound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i peeled off the heelin scarp accidentally. a healin wound that has started to bleed profusely once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lack of spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;emoness overload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;impracticality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brain overload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i still choke whn i talk of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wasureru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant bear to think back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsuranukumasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lack of courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uwahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;@#!%&amp;amp;*+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zettai kitaihazure na seiseki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jukenshiyou to suru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ai nante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nice symbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sukiyanen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wahahaa&lt;br /&gt;role model&lt;br /&gt;disappointment = expectation?&lt;br /&gt;stop expectin?&lt;br /&gt;eh?! dame ne!&lt;br /&gt;keep track&lt;br /&gt;cliff-hangin&lt;br /&gt;*winks!&lt;br /&gt;pottery on tv&lt;br /&gt;nande?!&lt;br /&gt;baka-ish lookin&lt;br /&gt;hohoho&lt;br /&gt;ugly&lt;br /&gt;MINIKUI!&lt;br /&gt;golden mouse&lt;br /&gt;award&lt;br /&gt;ichi rittoru no namida&lt;br /&gt;NAMIDA&lt;br /&gt;suki desu, DAIsuki&lt;br /&gt;a seemingly innocent question&lt;br /&gt;shockingly disturbin consequence&lt;br /&gt;stay away from bitchin&lt;br /&gt;zen&lt;br /&gt;ipod&lt;br /&gt;just smile&lt;br /&gt;sunshine&lt;br /&gt;yellow&lt;br /&gt;RYO-chan! =DD&lt;br /&gt;zee's love&lt;br /&gt;mochi&lt;br /&gt;connin!&lt;br /&gt;lowell study&lt;br /&gt;whr is dicky?&lt;br /&gt;brain cranky&lt;br /&gt;kaypoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-owari-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, dont knoe what to blog and in no mood to blog, so just make do x)&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/9252581-2508001938336197717?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2508001938336197717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2508001938336197717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-peeled-off-heelin-scarp-accidentally.html' title='open wound'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-949208500316936030</id><published>2008-03-11T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:09:58.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;photoblog&apos;'/><title type='text'>'photoblog'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQujNM8SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QOiVBfYk0tM/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176483951107961122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQujNM8SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QOiVBfYk0tM/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQvDNM8TI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ceugyr_vpLc/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176483959697895730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQvDNM8TI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ceugyr_vpLc/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQxzNM8UI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZE-pTL0GwT4/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176484006942536002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQxzNM8UI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZE-pTL0GwT4/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aUvzNM8jI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4jD4yQS1XyE/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-949208500316936030?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/949208500316936030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/949208500316936030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/photoblog.html' title='&apos;photoblog&apos;'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aQujNM8SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QOiVBfYk0tM/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-4181273867309120114</id><published>2008-03-10T00:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:58:43.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhymes uh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic spam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new cam'/><title type='text'>pic spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pic spam!!! alright, i realised i have quite some pics i shud start postin or my this blog will be a real bore. i am havin fun shuttlin to and fro lj and blogspot now, no wretch, thats a terror, might consider photoblog tho, kinda like the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFCjNM8KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HW35Upwyn0s/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471100565811362" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFCjNM8KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HW35Upwyn0s/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFEDNM8LI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_OmnKHHjv4w/s1600-h/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471126335615154" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFEDNM8LI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_OmnKHHjv4w/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFFzNM8NI/AAAAAAAAAeA/E3XdZfw3IlM/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471156400386258" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFFzNM8NI/AAAAAAAAAeA/E3XdZfw3IlM/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFxDNM8QI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xNrNKTrUcj8/s1600-h/ryo-chan+ALL+over.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471899429728514" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFxDNM8QI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xNrNKTrUcj8/s320/ryo-chan+ALL+over.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFGDNM8OI/AAAAAAAAAeI/bMGiry3bSfM/s1600-h/canon_ixus70_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471160695353570" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFGDNM8OI/AAAAAAAAAeI/bMGiry3bSfM/s320/canon_ixus70_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFwTNM8PI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9EhSHQ0LWA4/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471886544826610" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFwTNM8PI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9EhSHQ0LWA4/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;whorin at gramp's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that day at &lt;s&gt;k&lt;/s&gt; partyworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;trio's [i think we totally love to take three person pics; and we choose to believe that it is not auspicious -.- weirdos. wahahaa!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'ryo-chan all over' i just HAVE to post this x j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;NEW CAM! [the one in black] we actually took less than 5mins to buy; and that includes the choosin time. SUGOI~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the quality of pics usin the new cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just some random pics on what i've been up to these few days, at least for the hols so far and some from before, it is just a jpl post, with evrythg thrown in like rojak =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm so gon be broke! i'm gon make a trip dwn to kino and just that trip alone will cost me.. -calculatin- abt.. -still calculatin~- abt 145bucks?! omedetou~! i am totally burnin a BIG hole in my own pocket! lets see, i am payin the remainin 47 for my calendars (which kino called SIX times to inform me that they've arrived, i dont knoe to call them efficient or irritatin), 45 for my mags, return dicks 29, abt 24 for my jap-chinese dicts cos i think jap-chinese trans are more accurate compared to english. OH! i forgot abt the tokio dv! and thats 40 by itself! so now it's 1-8-5! dies!!! thats like practically 200bucks gone in a day!!! now, i have yet to include my expenses for food, i am DEAD! i eat like a pig these days, at least 4 meals plus heavy munchin evry one hour! banzai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the only gd thg that'l come out of tmr's i'l just die of over-excitement-cum-happiness =DDD plus dicks will be transferin more je stuffs to me.. gosh, am i lookin forward to tmr, work's gone be fine yea? ganbarimasu! x)) all i can think of is the satisfaction i'd get from all that spendin tmr! and the time we're gon spend tgd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, of cos there will be the lil small talks on dramas =DD jdrama to be exact. i really LOVEEEE the emphasis they place on friendship work and family. of cos they have their romance but they alws seem to show that it is not evrythg. portrayin that no man's an island, w/o friend, you cant and there is no meanin to bein world's no. 1! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb it is the gettin on of age (does it sound wrong?), it seems that i am placin much more importance on friendship. i am no longer forgettin abt ppl whom i was once close to. we may not be able to be as close as before but i make it a point to keep them close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read dick's entry this evenin: (sorry if it's gon be difficult to read but i just thot this colour is aptly and dicks, if you cant read it, it is from your blog anw! so read from your own. didnt forget abt you my 'blind' friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i will love u guys, even aft we grad.. even aft we hv our own boyfriends and husbands and kids. not forgetting my dearest pk. my times and years spent with you have been..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;del style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;long... &lt;/del&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;special (: and i trust they will cont to be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this i promise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we came a long way to whr we are now, different members gettin closer. each member gettin more involved (esp me!). evn increasin our strength, namely laymong and mr maozee (not my fault but i really dont knoe his name). wait, is mr maozee, mingjie or sth? rarr!` yall are namin too many of your ntu friends in my presence i really cant differentiate xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, all i can say is, i want us to be closer if not the same. like the cedar cheer (it just popped up in my brain, and want to be posted on blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are united, we shall not be moved x2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like the trees that are planted by the waterside,&lt;br /&gt;we shall not be moved.&lt;br /&gt;we are from &lt;s&gt;cedar&lt;/s&gt; berlin, we shall not be moved x2&lt;br /&gt;like the trees that are planted by the waterside,&lt;br /&gt;we shall not be moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, somehow the cheer sounds wrong, mayb i rmbed it wrongly somewhr but yet, thats my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy how me and maozee are talkin more than before, mayb w/in this yr, we talked more than we did in the first 3yrs! no shit! serious! me and hip's smses are alot more now, tho i think we can still work on it. partner and me.. close but not close, confusin. hehehe! but it is the table-partnership bond that settles evrythg. anw partner, boo means fat in jap! xP hway, hmm we fool ard tgt alot but close.. hwayy! must get closer lei! try, we clique thru sports man! hahaha!me and lowell we were gd from before. pabs we were close from all that different cliques like supersupreme, manbang, etc. yeah, we were that &lt;s&gt;lame&lt;/s&gt; young. it does scare me whn it dawns on me that cedar days were EONS ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i am also real proud of how sporty bw is! i mean, from 2 red-x, 1 'super mario (rmb how i used to say boo runs like super mario durin novelty race?) and ONE maozee, thats like almost half of bw! yes, we were half inactive to ALL doin sports! how gd are we?! we are GOOD yo! but i am like in hibernatin stage alr. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before (and STILL repeatin), these friendships didnt come easy, it took alot, alot and i mean ALOT of efforts from evrybod tryin to hold this 'wall' tgd. the bricks bein the love that evry member is puttin forward. omg! i must be gettin old, serious this sounds like a baba's post. we're gon turn 20! how scary is that? we're in the middle of lookin young and lookin mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dicks, i so get you, i cant bear to think of myself in fbt whn i am 30. eeeeEEOOOOOOWWWWWCHHHHHH! i mean in others' eyes we are almost an adult but why do i still see us as.. TEENAGERS who've just started secondary school?! have yall ever seen seniors or just anybod older than us in this light (whn we were in sec school days)? like you look at the seniors and go, "hoi, so old alr.. grow up can? havin yall behave this way is a disturbance, yucks!" -shakes head- oh, i knoe maozee felt this way too cos i rmb us discussin abt it that day at the mrt stn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFxTNM8RI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7GdZbFi3mRU/s1600-h/myojo0710_temp1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471903724695826" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFxTNM8RI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7GdZbFi3mRU/s320/myojo0710_temp1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i JUST hafta end with this xP doesnt guys look the hottest whn they are playin instruments? MUSICAL instruments ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, anw as of tmr i shall try doin 'photoblog'. woohoo! excitin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-4181273867309120114?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/4181273867309120114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/4181273867309120114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/pic-spam-and-new-cam.html' title='pic spam'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R9aFCjNM8KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HW35Upwyn0s/s72-c/IMG_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-3412247626656512244</id><published>2008-03-06T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:39:04.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='efforts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get there soon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><title type='text'>smiles x))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tears of joy, i guess this is what they are called. it is a happy thg, is it not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;right, i am in the midst of my drama marathon and insistin on slpin late even tho i have work early the nxt morn. it is definitely obvious from the eyebags that are showin themselves!! yes!!! SHOWIN! scary.. i've never really seen my own eyebags! eyerings, yes but eyebags?! NO! fainted. hoho. i loved how the family factor is played much more than the love factor, infusin heterosexual love amidst the family warmth. on top of that, creatin a balance of evrythg. guys cryin, girls actin strong, etc. and dont i just love 'problem-solvers', is there even sucha word? it doesnt matter if it is a female or male solvin the prob (tho i'd greatly prefer a male, sexist! socio! bleah! =X hoho!) but it just feels wonderful watchin how they alws solve the prob and bring a smile to evrybod's face, sometimes coupled with tears of joy? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;watchin drama without discernin if it can be a real-life situation, belivin that life can be great and workin hard would definitely result in something wonderful. well, it is true, isnt it? it's been some time since i put so much efforts into doin something and it definitely does feel great, the end result wasnt perfect but definitely worth it x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yes, i am gettin there too, tho i have yet to decide whr the 'there' will be but, i'm on my way! x))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-3412247626656512244?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3412247626656512244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/3412247626656512244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/smiles-x.html' title='smiles x))'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-619433491247191975</id><published>2008-03-05T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:59:09.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships'/><title type='text'>ore-tachi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;new word of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was just thinkin abt how i kinda 'lost touch' with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we used to be pretty close, she brought joy durin the period whn i gotta face a new crowd, studied together, yada.. but i just couldnt stand how harsh she can be. she's really great to new ppl, well, at least those that she fancies but to closer friends, i cant say for sure. i tried puttin up with her tantrums and such. i understand her character and personality have to do with her family situation but.. be more considerate, at least to close ones? i didnt want to let go, i put let go of my pride and tried but well.. there's gotta be a limit :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we are all tryin arent we? i guess we cant be like before, thgs changed, we changed, friends changed and if we cant clique after the change.. i think we just have to learn to let go isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if we can clique we'l seek fun tgd.&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/9252581-619433491247191975?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/619433491247191975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/619433491247191975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/ore-tachi.html' title='ore-tachi'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7238569219913015223</id><published>2008-03-04T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:59:09.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repair fair'/><title type='text'>frustratin frustratin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is frustratin! my hp's slide's cranky! it's not smooth at all, it gets stuck halfway. DAMNIT! now i gotta go get my slide fixed. i needa get my lappy fixed too. yucks.. now i am gon survive without both.. that really doesnt sound that great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i shud send it for repair durin my childcare wk but i dont have the time now. rarr!`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i just want my slide to work smoother!!! mayb i shud change hp again but i hafnt really seen any nice ones and i really like this current one. sickenin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-7238569219913015223?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7238569219913015223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7238569219913015223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustratin-frustratin.html' title='frustratin frustratin!!!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5843166110302588806</id><published>2008-03-04T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:32:31.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random word game'/><title type='text'>cant put it to words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;got my work schedule&lt;br /&gt;it'd be over soon baby!&lt;br /&gt;daily dose of JE&lt;br /&gt;not the same again&lt;br /&gt;i am not the one not tryin&lt;br /&gt;mayb tryin too hard's not the way&lt;br /&gt;maximum effort put it&lt;br /&gt;gotta be a limit&lt;br /&gt;let it go&lt;br /&gt;time to try, time to give up&lt;br /&gt;try is not a gd work&lt;br /&gt;call it an attempt&lt;br /&gt;possessive&lt;br /&gt;selfish&lt;br /&gt;change layout of blog&lt;br /&gt;too broad&lt;br /&gt;change colour?&lt;br /&gt;GREEN!&lt;br /&gt;oku!&lt;br /&gt;otaku&lt;br /&gt;random word game&lt;br /&gt;eito ranger&lt;br /&gt;eito renja!&lt;br /&gt;ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&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/9252581-5843166110302588806?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5843166110302588806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5843166110302588806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/cant-put-it-to-words.html' title='cant put it to words'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7502920265239236852</id><published>2008-03-04T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:24:47.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday plans'/><title type='text'>weighed dwn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okke, i've decided! i am gon continue learnin my jap man. i finally managed to narrow down to TWO jap dictionaries and i think i shud be buyin them whn i collect my calendar. come to think of it i might as well just get the kino privilege card cos i'l definitely need it in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hols like this i really might as well continue learnin sth or i'l retreat into the cocoon mode again. ahhh!` dame desu yo! oh yes, i needa take a licence too.. damnit, i shud have taken it earlier. i was dumb enough to realise that i can just rent a car as long as i have my licence. sometimes i really cant believe how dumb i can be. moreover, i'd need the licence cos nxt cny i think my family cant squeeze into ONE cab anymore, i think the uncles'd all ignore my family or shoo us off. irritatin! if i can get my licence then we can at least rent a car and my family can risk gettin into an accident with me drivin.. i think i'm likely to just shut off in the midst of drivin, bagus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok, so now i got many thgs to do. my community work, tuition, jap, drivin. yes, i am so gon complete all. i hope you felt the sarcasm. hahaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;GANBARE! rawrrr!`&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/9252581-7502920265239236852?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7502920265239236852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7502920265239236852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/weighed-dwn.html' title='weighed dwn'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6833213431122743233</id><published>2008-03-04T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:19:59.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin day'/><title type='text'>berlin day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R8wjhfEOXnI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wKgjlpqTTWU/s1600-h/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R8wjhfEOXnI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wKgjlpqTTWU/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173549130123730546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love my berlinies! wahahahaa! we are mad but it is fun yo! this is like one of the bestest pics i can find with full berlinies. fine, we are short of our new members but gd enough! yeah, i love how we give each other space and stand by each other whether we agree or disagree with each other. whether it's God's blessin or fate, one word sums it all. THANKS! arigatou, HONTO arigatou. xiexie. terimakasih. ok, you see the effort in removing the spacin to make it one word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, we are alws here 4 u! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6833213431122743233?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6833213431122743233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6833213431122743233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/berlin-day.html' title='berlin day'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R8wjhfEOXnI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wKgjlpqTTWU/s72-c/IMG_1604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-848675193619000535</id><published>2008-03-01T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:13:19.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin'/><title type='text'>thots runnin thru my brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am thinkin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dont wanna blog unless i am happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;at least blog less words whn i am not feelin as great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;stereo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;like how you inspired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;efforts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;takin ppl for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hyped up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;think of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;companionship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;team spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;do i bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;care enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;is enough too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeah, i blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-848675193619000535?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/848675193619000535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/848675193619000535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/03/thots-runnin-thru-my-brain.html' title='thots runnin thru my brain'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6276526156531563514</id><published>2008-02-24T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T01:08:55.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grin'/><title type='text'>pokka's green tea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;just a bottle of green tea (a big one at that =DD) and you got me smilin like a child. it felt kinda awkward to grin that way cos i kinda forgot how it felt to really smile like this. nevertheless, it really felt great to smile that way! xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6276526156531563514?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6276526156531563514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6276526156531563514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/pokkas-green-tea.html' title='pokka&apos;s green tea!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8920293059332893034</id><published>2008-02-21T21:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:03:40.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanjani eito'/><title type='text'>gayness amidst studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i swear i didnt cheat or do anythg, it is FATE! wahhaha! sounds damn gay.&lt;br /&gt;i evn chose green instead of yellow. it is the colours of the rangers. if you knoe,you'l knoe what i mean. gosh, how shiok is this man. hoho! i did the quiz again and changed some of the answers. fickled as i am there were some questions whr i couldnt decided between both choices. durin the second try i chose the other options and guess who i got? I GOT RYO-CHAN AGAIN xP gay yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 355px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); HEIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who in Kanjani8 should be your boyfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/GR/GRA/grandmarnierkun/1197949281_ryo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nishikido Ryo.Congratulations, you will end up the housewife and baby-machine of Nishikido Ryo (because it's pretty much all he wants from a woman). But you're banging a hottie, so what do you care?&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/grandmarnierkun/quizzes/Who+in+Kanjani8+should+be+your+boyfriend%3F" target="quizilla"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php" target="quizilla"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/grandmarnierkun/quizzes/" target="quizilla"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=4805623" target="quizilla"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but abit salahh ar.. me? housewife? at this point of time not very possible yet. well.. if it's for ryo-chan.. eh.. hahhaa! this is madness from studyin! yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8920293059332893034?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8920293059332893034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8920293059332893034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/gayness-amidst-studies.html' title='gayness amidst studies'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1960543471127109993</id><published>2008-02-21T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:19:21.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what serious muggin do to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam stress'/><title type='text'>exam stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;feelin damn down now and i just wanna scream a whole string of vulgarities but of cos it is not possible. tho i titled this as exam stress, i am only facin tests! mother cow!! i dare any of you to look down on the word tests. cos tests in poly is as gd as exams just that they've decided to be 'NICE' and call it tests so they can delude others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hate the sucky feelin. i just wanna die. RAHHH!' feel like moshin or just jumpin along to rock music. this is what serious muggin do to you. come to think of it, it's a long time since i am so stressed over a paper, or actually evn botherin to sit down to study for it. the last time this happened was like.. mayb Os? ok, i mugged for my 1.5 promo but really not like that.. i realised all my studyin life i dont really mug, thats why i am so screwed. thanks. gahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-1960543471127109993?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1960543471127109993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1960543471127109993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/exam-stress.html' title='exam stress'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8137728302537048955</id><published>2008-02-07T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:14:08.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new yr'/><title type='text'>i need a boyf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want a boyf! hahaha! the influence is TOO bad. wahahaa! i was readin sarah's blog and the part abt alvin's bday all was nice to read. i think our class shud organise more bday celebrations cos we are so cranky, i think evry celebration will be many fun with the class gettin closer =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but we really need more budget!! timmy can go collect many money from ppl then me and val can do the plannin! so fun! hehee! ok, i was semi-kiddin cos i think planners alws end up fillin the shortage.. not cool at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr i shall try to get the batt for the cam from dinny. if it goes smoothly, tmr i will be able to upload pics, hopefully it will be many. hehehe! lets hope new year will be less depressin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8137728302537048955?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8137728302537048955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8137728302537048955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-boyf.html' title='i need a boyf!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-5877729657945722040</id><published>2008-02-06T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:56:44.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old age'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grandma seemed shorter than before. it definitely isnt because i grew. i see gramp more than once a year but it really doesnt mean anything because i see her less than 10times a year. it is no fault of the busy curriculum or whatsoever. it is just my refusal to visit because i hate to see my uncle and aunties. guilt took over me the instance i noticed how much she has aged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the anxious and worried look on gramp's face, she tries to hide it but it is so prominent. she is real worried abt grandpa but she refuses to show it.. grandpa's in hosp again just like last eve. it is becoming like a neverending cycle. sometimes i just wonder if it is better to just let him leave in peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;coincidentally all my gramps are very headstrong and stubborn ppl, this, i got it from them. these are virtues, as far as i choose to believe. it is also these virtues that makes me ponder if it is more painful for us to prolong their lives as it is hurtin their ego very badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i still rmb grandpa's face whn he was conscious after his op and being unable to control his body movements. that frustrations clearly written across his face, it was unforgettable and heartbreakin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we were never close but to face the loss of somebody a part of my life is really scary. shud anythg happens, i will still cry secretly.. thats why i really dont have the courage to even think abt it.. to hide behind an unaffected mask is the last thg i wanna do again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have to admit that i actually care more than i appear to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but whom i am more concerned with is my maternal grandma. i'm just glad that haughty mama's still very much healthy.. tho not as mobile.. old age, it is scary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;deep inside i am sucha CNP. i may look and behave like some kendang but come new yr, tgd with friends like val, we can be DAMN bangdang! the family values, the tranditions, i really would love to carry them out. imagine waking up in the morning just to wish your grandparents good health, thats a blessing, isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG! imagine i date a CNP nxt time?! fainted! hahhaa! nahh, i'l date another kendang. hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-5877729657945722040?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5877729657945722040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/5877729657945722040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-8039989248502452735</id><published>2008-02-04T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:13:20.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bcs &apos;tips&apos;'/><title type='text'>bcs tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright people, this is what we managed to get from another class. no guarantee if it is useful, so refer at your own risk =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cNBq5gOaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xj0Z2M79ScQ/s1600-h/etched-0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163109820150069666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cNBq5gOaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xj0Z2M79ScQ/s400/etched-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cOAq5gOdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VStcOsp_Gio/s1600-h/etched-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163110902481828306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cOAq5gOdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VStcOsp_Gio/s400/etched-0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cOB65gOgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/WxRedR6sN8I/s1600-h/etched-0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163110923956664834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cOB65gOgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/WxRedR6sN8I/s400/etched-0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-8039989248502452735?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8039989248502452735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/8039989248502452735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/bcs-tips.html' title='bcs tips'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R6cNBq5gOaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xj0Z2M79ScQ/s72-c/etched-0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2330022139546964332</id><published>2008-02-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:55:37.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hating'/><title type='text'>hating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to hate is the most tiring thg to me but it just wont stop me from doin so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate cryin and being unable to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate sittin there crying non-stop like a dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate you trying to act like you care whn you dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate you alws thinking that i am at fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate you for making me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate you for being this unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate myself for being this weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate not being able to cope alone but still insisting on acting strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate havin to smile in front of others whn i dont mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate not having my best friends ard whn i just feel like breaking dwn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate having to pretend ok in front of best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate being taken advantage of whn i am nice to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate treating others nicely whn they dont evn deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate insensitive ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate having to be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate being this childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i hate idiots who will be dumb enough to ask me what is this blog post all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-2330022139546964332?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2330022139546964332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2330022139546964332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/hating.html' title='hating'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2957049848867070402</id><published>2008-02-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:24:39.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long-lasting friendships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'>rome and weipeng's farewell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, i dont care that i have socio test. i am still gon blog this. i LOVEEEEEE my friends, as in the old ones that i made. they really brighten my days to bits... this is gon sound gay but they are like sunshine =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;managed to meet up with kerr and pei today. we had some sort of gathering at kor's. sorry, i gotta leave early but socio test is being a bitch yo. gotta say today totally ended well tho the beginnin was... sucky. hoho. anw accordin to kerr i alws say that whn we have gatherings like this. that i love that kinda friendship kor and his buddies has. serious what. they've been close for so long and i really knoe it takes MANY efforts to really meet up like that.. you get what i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but today's meetup wasnt for a gd cause. it is the farewell for jerome and weipeng. cos they are leavin spore and stupid jerome is not evn comin back. dang! one less person to talk to whn i needa do serious thinkin. hehee! i guess he'l fly back often? he better man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant say how much i love these. shall continue whn kerr sends me the pics. love all. OUT! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-2957049848867070402?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2957049848867070402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2957049848867070402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/02/rome-and-weipengs-farewell.html' title='rome and weipeng&apos;s farewell..'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2392048616205998364</id><published>2008-01-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:01:43.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotelier'/><title type='text'>am i really suitable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;am i really suitable for this line? at this point of time, is it too late to turn back? over this period of time i changed and sadly it was for the worse. i wasnt as strong to cope with the politics.. i understand that i shud expect many politics in this industry and i shudnt evn think of making friends in this line..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yet it is still scary talking to darddy abt it.. my fam's like rather involved in this hotel line and it is just not great to listen abt it. we were just watching some drama on hotel politics and i meant it whn i said it is too suffocating to watch, i hated the politics.. it is too tiring.. darddy gave me a stern lecture, saying that if i want to go into industry, i must be prepared. it will be an evryday affair, he was using his friend being sack as an eg. it came so sudden without any warning. this, he said is what hotel industry is all abt.. thanks ar, dadd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont rmb whn i started becomin so weak, i alws thot i was much stronger. maybe i needa become stronger again? can i survive if i just wanna be myself? all these sucks and i am ONLY yr 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-2392048616205998364?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2392048616205998364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/2392048616205998364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/01/am-i-really-suitable.html' title='am i really suitable'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-6377546334807945013</id><published>2008-01-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:09:05.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gayboy&apos;s bday'/><title type='text'>stupid piggo's bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 19th PIGGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59QLq5gOKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/g54Rd25xuwk/s1600-h/IMG_1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160931859414136994" style="CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59QLq5gOKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/g54Rd25xuwk/s320/IMG_1906.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59Q3q5gOMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/F9yEnbybfQ4/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932615328381122" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="196" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59Q3q5gOMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/F9yEnbybfQ4/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59Rca5gONI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8Mw2r0WHfro/s1600-h/IMG_1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933246688573650" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59Rca5gONI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8Mw2r0WHfro/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahpek 'slpin by the road'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2semi-drunk and 1 never sane (guess which)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;acting guai durin projwork [listenin to music instead!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes yes, it's your jersey no. but 19's a ncie no. cos there's 9 and 1! wahahhaa! enjoy tmr!! you better man, we spent quite abit, be it in terms of the finance or thots. sure gon be enjoyable! =DD anw after today GROW UP ok?! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-6377546334807945013?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6377546334807945013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/6377546334807945013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupid-piggos-bday.html' title='stupid piggo&apos;s bday!'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R59QLq5gOKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/g54Rd25xuwk/s72-c/IMG_1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-7959044532208472565</id><published>2008-01-27T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:41:23.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid social quiz'/><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just completed my quiz 4. i would have done better if i didnt refer to book and just tikamed. i actually did worse referin to bk. wtf. rahh!' just in a damn pissed mood now, thanks to my stupid parents. they go on bein irritatin, i'd just skip new year. bloody cows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9252581-7959044532208472565?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7959044532208472565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/7959044532208472565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/01/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-1574371122190657153</id><published>2008-01-26T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:31:51.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maomao'/><title type='text'>being honest to oneself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my date for the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oYJK5gOJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ccsrgPpg6eM/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159462868929755282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oYJK5gOJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ccsrgPpg6eM/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oYI65gOII/AAAAAAAAAVY/q7nXrJG0Src/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159462864634787970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oYI65gOII/AAAAAAAAAVY/q7nXrJG0Src/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanted to blog so much on my way home but honestly i am tryin to rmb as much as possible.. ok, lets start from the morn.. was late so i kinda had to run ALL the way up to 5th floor. dang! my stamina like puddin like that now.. i guess i went in a lil pale cos with all that runnin, i am just grateful i didnt just fall off those stairs, they aint too easy to run up, boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to class, then was thinkin abt proj, esp ob and commskills today, plus micro, evrythg just felt screwed. i mean, as much it is a grp member's fault, i was thinkin mayb i shud have done more and even do more of her part. so the best thg was i just started cryin. i didnt like bawl in class but just rushed out the moment i felt tears wellin up. i guess i scared rozario off a lil cos i just sddnly walked up to him and asked for permission to get out. i thot he didnt notice anythg but was just too caught up with his explanation thus his stunned expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i just stayed in the toilet and cried my heart out. it really felt great after that.. i mean, we all need the grades to pass, it is no one person thg. i am just sick of all the arguments and the whatsoever. the lack of slp, the broken promises, the lies... i am really in no state to take any of these, i am near breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i kinda hate myself now, why am i so frustrated for certain proj, esp micro, who do i bother to get so pissed off. i alws rmb myself as the one heckin and handin my work up on time and ignorin evrythg else, i hate the stress, i cant handle it well and it is crashin on me. mayb it'd have been better with it been individual proj..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anw i returned to the class and we kinda celebrated pearl's bday. sorry girl, i cant sing you the cedar bday song.. sing here can? =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;祝你生日快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;祝你生日快乐&lt;br /&gt;祝你生日快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;祝你生日快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;selamat hari jadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;selamat hari jadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;selamat hari jadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;selamat hari jadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalalala!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's been a longgggg time man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anw after that still wasnt feelin too great but it really doesnt matter does it? did i mention rozario was damn nice? after class he called me to ask if i am ok, that was whn i realised he saw me cryin! i thot it wasnt obvious behind the cpecs, plus i was tryin to cover up.. i guess he is a nice tutor but just failed to impress his students..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that rushed to do ob again. alvin was pretty pissed and it was really scary. today was one of the rare days that both me and b both didnt have money due to very stupid reasons. she cabbed to school so all she had left was like, what, 1 dollar? i didnt even have a single cent! because the genius decided to be different today, she saved her whole proj in her precious thumbdrive. together with her $$$, she put them into her pretty pink pouch. then? THEN she forgot to bring it! BAGUS! genius in the makin, rocket scientist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so like for the FIRST time, ok, mayb not first but just hilarious to have alvin lend both of us money. he edited ob and he had to rush to his sis's ROM, how cool's that?! gettin married at 25! ideal age! and me and b got into a whole bimbotic marriage love and partner convo AGAIN! we've been doin that alot lately and i've gotta admit that twas fun. hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then twas rushin of ob. celine was freakin funny but lucky for us, if she wasnt there we'd die of pissdom. din came to help too, and cos of that he didnt make it in time for his test! =X sorry! and whn he called i couldnt really talk to him cos i was RUNNIN to all ard to piece our ob tgd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why isit that all i've done today was run. sounds familiar uh?! twas a line from proposal daisakusen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the punishment for not exercisin all these times caught up with me today. cos we had no guys ard I had to run! mother cow, i nearly dieded from it.. ran FIVE flights of stairs up to level 6 and had to run ard lookin for the room. SUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that i skipped tuition and hafi replaced me. we were intendin to go to kelly's hse to do bcs but we forgot that they had CYA! dorkish! so i still skipped tuition and hafi had a go with tuitionin since we were just talkin before that and she was sayin she wanted the extra cash, so tada! it turns out that she enjoyed herself durin the tuition cos the time passed fast BUT she wanted to kill the boy in class. LOL. boys... hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;town with b, i swear today felt great. somehow there were no arguments, the clothes we looked at generally coincide and our mindsets similar. i loved how we were discussin why singapore cannot afford to have nightlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we managed to get what we went to town for, pretty pleased with it =DD fun and b's mommy's helpin us with it i guess. pls, the thg's too hot for the owner-to-be can?! and we found a potential shop to shop for clothese for the boyfriends. hahaa! spent many many and b's broke.. OOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH! and did i say i got dealt with quadriple blows today? what a bad day.. but i cant rmb what were they and even if i cant i cant elaborate here. alright, i really dont wanna continue now, it is a long enough entry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i am weird, i am super uncomfy with double datin! cos i was lookin at sep and bj today and i got reminded of sheer and nad, me and hafiz.. damn.. half the time me and hafiz were like tellin each other, hoi, faster chao cancan?! hahaa! *shruggs. too bad i am weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh oh OH! cos val was sayin she wanted to date a guy with blonde armpit hair, meanin he's angmoh la! i saw this angmoh near my area and he was holdin hands with this chinese girl. she was of a small build but the way she walks, TEROK sia! she kinda swaggers if you get what i mean. fine, i'm being bitchy here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just a random question.. can cracks be mended? and if so, will it still be the same? can we really cover the signs of that crack? it is the same with human relationship. i realised i am not somebody who would put in effort for a friendship. in fact, i give up too easily.. it is just cos of the fact that i am afraid of gettin hurt. i am far too protective of myself such that i wont allow the slightest possibility of hurtin myself. this is also the case in relationship for me.. this feels really stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okok! ended! maomao!!! read and you can comment. wahahhaa! anw this is my maomao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159459020639058034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oUpK5gOHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q2E5KDhCiJQ/s320/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/9252581-1574371122190657153?l=peeeekay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1574371122190657153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9252581/posts/default/1574371122190657153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peeeekay.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-honest-to-oneself.html' title='being honest to oneself'/><author><name>*materialistic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03916477041160041738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oyJhVf3rILk/R5oYJK5gOJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ccsrgPpg6eM/s72-c/IMG_0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9252581.post-2667082072864384147</id><published>2008-01-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:55:25.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin'/><title type='text'>dieded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&g
