<?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-9004959369573920910</id><updated>2012-01-14T23:05:06.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like that.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8002399812012210870</id><published>2012-01-09T04:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T04:40:44.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;file://localhost/Users/ZhengPin/Desktop/pretty%20stairs.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCaNCDONowc/Twn_Q6ExSlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Lt2jnYBU5Jk/s1600/pretty+stairs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCaNCDONowc/Twn_Q6ExSlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Lt2jnYBU5Jk/s320/pretty+stairs.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8002399812012210870?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8002399812012210870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2012/01/test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8002399812012210870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8002399812012210870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2012/01/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCaNCDONowc/Twn_Q6ExSlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Lt2jnYBU5Jk/s72-c/pretty+stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-381992790969502203</id><published>2011-07-22T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T03:38:48.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th month :D</title><content type='html'>I love my boyfriend for everything. Who would willingly stay in a nearby mac reading on his own at midnight, for 4 hours, just to wait for his girlfriend to finish clubbing at 3+ am and fetch her back? Sho loved &lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥ ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-381992790969502203?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/381992790969502203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/07/11th-month-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/381992790969502203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/381992790969502203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/07/11th-month-d.html' title='11th month :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1868639865269482034</id><published>2011-06-25T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:18:03.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SPENDING MONEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for other people. Like rich woman yangzhi for example. Having accumulated much wealth from not spending much, WE SPLURGED TODAY. Okay, it's not very healthy. It was just an outburst. After today, she will learn self-control. BUT everything we bought today was a STEAL. Seriously, the cops should be coming after us already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HAPPY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite is.. zomg everything ): the shoeees. Are dirt cheap but freaking pretty and casual. I WILL BUY ONE FOR MYSELF. Navy or black since yz's grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMG IM SO HAPPPYYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1868639865269482034?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1868639865269482034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-spending-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1868639865269482034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1868639865269482034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-spending-money.html' title='I LOVE SPENDING MONEY'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7472720440221370773</id><published>2011-06-25T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T02:54:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKEBOARDING WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb-5ZQeJNjs/TgTYf8dtDqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aDOfhPVgMxU/s1600/IMG_3779.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am very happy with my life now loll. First Genting two weeks ago, then Tioman after a day of rest, and then wakeboarding the past tuesday and thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAKEBOARDING WAS AWESOME!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The instructor was really nice and he teaches really well :D the facilities were good too, not dirty like what debbie was afraid of hahaha. Zomg I wish I have more money then I can go like as often as I like haha. But as it is, a 3-hour package on a weekday starts at $75/pax so........ probably can only go once in a month or something, if I really am serious about it and save up on frivolous stuff like. uhm. tissue prata hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out: &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Boarding-School/194344447270146"&gt;their facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://the-board-shop.blogspot.com/p/boarding-school.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Boarding School&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - we got to try wakeboarding with them through BigDeal's $80 deal. Woohoo! The instructor Mr Brent Chambers was really nice, patient and knowledgeable! And he looked really pro despite his knee injury :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I go wakeboarding again, &lt;b&gt;I would definitely go back to the same school&lt;/b&gt;, the two inconveniences of going back are 1) punggol is seriously ulu, 2) seletar island's water is freaking gross, it smells like cockles (quote debbie, and I agree). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. The three things you have to keep in mind when getting up onto the board: take your time (don't rush to stand up), let the board float up to the water?, knees bent, handle to the leading hip. Something like that (yeah I know that looks like four things but I can't remember which of the 4 forms the 3 haaha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM JUST VERY HAPPY THAT &lt;b&gt;I STOOD UP&lt;/b&gt; DURING MY LAST FEW TRIES :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150210763879023"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150210763879023" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going with the girls was also more fun cuz... well girls are girls hahaha. Too bad masu wasn't feeling well enough to really enjoy it D: next time would be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next something to try - &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ROCK CLIMBING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TIOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;14th - 16th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boK503zhsfU/TgTMgz567bI/AAAAAAAAAjs/W6sOl2G3uqY/s400/IMG_3890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621843098926247346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tioman was alright. But the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;snorkelling&lt;/span&gt; was awesome!! I admit my paranoia for the sea and everything, but the clear water and nice weather cleared up those fears and I could really enjoy myself (partly cuz I was clinging on to samuel's hand for dear life as we floated together hahaha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V16Qk-Q6Q8I/TgTVEZo0lEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/taAoO3zIFUw/s1600/IMG_3876.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V16Qk-Q6Q8I/TgTVEZo0lEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/taAoO3zIFUw/s400/IMG_3876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621852506443519042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kvSY5BWpLA/TgTMhhZbeZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4lofFsT9anI/s400/IMG_3894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621843111137999250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM9QKOdYRLk/TgTVDyQ1zgI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JKyRn1qxsDg/s1600/IMG_3857.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM9QKOdYRLk/TgTVDyQ1zgI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JKyRn1qxsDg/s400/IMG_3857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621852495873953282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gAIWq_EyIhs/TgTVDo63LNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/SM2upD62IqQ/s1600/IMG_3845.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gAIWq_EyIhs/TgTVDo63LNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/SM2upD62IqQ/s400/IMG_3845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621852493365849298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYRnoa9jEA/TgTMhx41a2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/DMXl5indCzA/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYRnoa9jEA/TgTMhx41a2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/DMXl5indCzA/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The epic moment came when yz and moth somehow floated to a far corner of the waters and our boat was gonna leave without them until I went to look for them onboard, discovered that they were not there, and asked to turn back for them.&lt;b&gt; SO TECHNICALLY I SAVED THEIR LIVES.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, they managed to hijack another boat (seeing that ours moved on without them) to save themselves anyways. LOLL good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that... well, the other facilities are okay. Do not ever choose to go for the "Junior Suites" if you are going to Berjaya resorts at Tioman. The suites freaking suck. For one, the rooms have very outdated furniture and they look dirty (though I'm sure they are not, but they look so). At least the housekeeping did a good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another drawback of the suites is that they are located on the far corner of the resort, so to get to ANY restaurant/shops/beach, you have to take a shuttle bus (which only comes every 30 minutes, and is not exactly punctual) to and fro. Basically, the suites are perfect for loners. Not us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and the entire blocks of suites blacked out on our second night cuz of the storm. Seriously. We caught a shuttle bus when the storm subsided at about 8pm and went out to eat to kill time. Tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gnJD1Kdw0s/TgTVEt_9jsI/AAAAAAAAAks/bkRTAd_dqnA/s400/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621852511909285570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than the resort grievances (and some with the lazy couple moth and yz), Tioman was fine [: I wouldn't go back again, but it was still pleasant haha after all it was cheap, and moth's mum kindly booked the resort for us so we can't (exactly) complain haha. Must remember to thank her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAxk2xCI_7g/TgTMhafDTAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3b4u517RO6w/s1600/IMG_3813.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAxk2xCI_7g/TgTMhafDTAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3b4u517RO6w/s400/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621843109282532354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYRnoa9jEA/TgTMhx41a2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/DMXl5indCzA/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYRnoa9jEA/TgTMhx41a2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/DMXl5indCzA/s400/IMG_3821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621843115564690274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-DEIr7O4Vs/TgTMhCyEvJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Es6SsnV7AGk/s1600/IMG_3827.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-DEIr7O4Vs/TgTMhCyEvJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Es6SsnV7AGk/s400/IMG_3827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621843102919867538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, nice affordable food outside the resort (resort restaurants are overpriced)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kvSY5BWpLA/TgTMhhZbeZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4lofFsT9anI/s1600/IMG_3894.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAxk2xCI_7g/TgTMhafDTAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3b4u517RO6w/s1600/IMG_3813.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAxk2xCI_7g/TgTMhafDTAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3b4u517RO6w/s1600/IMG_3813.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;GENTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10th - 12th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genting was more fun because we did not spend so much time waiting around for buses. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One big regret is that we didn't get to go to the theme park at all even though we were gifted with free annual passport to the theme parks because samuel's uncle was a vip to genting casinos HAHAHA :D awesome. Should make a short trip to genting at the end of the year again or something to utilise the passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TR7u7cpWtr0/TgTYfVucPjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/rnbvPjhiA2c/s400/IMG_3762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621856267784699442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make up for the theme park, we went on a shopping spreeeeee at KL on the second day. Spend the entire afternoon there. The shuttling around was convenient in the complimentary return trip to KL from genting (again, another casino vip's privilege). KL has serious CHEEEEEEAP clothes. Zomg. I bought a dress that I can definitely use for presentations in school (basic white formal-looking top with black skirt bottom) for RM20 or something. That's less than SGD10. And other things like SGD4 leggings, shorts, another dress for RM25. It's a lot of clothes in 3 hours of shopping loll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WAS SO HAPPYYYY. Spent less than SGD 100 on everything. AHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I think I roughly know how Bangkok would be like. Zomg! Must save up to go during the next holidays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W98VontktPQ/TgTYfL-POII/AAAAAAAAAk0/cMU1SCXjL-o/s400/IMG_3770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621856265166600322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KL was on the second day. On the first, we wandered around to First World (we were staying at Theme Park Hotel which is strangely rather far away from the theme parks which were nearest to first world). Played around at the arcade, and caught a movie (cheap cheap again) and got complimentary popcorn and drinks. We redeemed these vouchers that came along with the annual passports to the theme park so we got extra 2 buckets of popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total popcorn buckets count: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total moviegoers: 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha popcorn madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate at some mushroom garden restaurant that was crowdeddd with people haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERY MEAL AT GENTING WAS LIKEA BUFFET. Because we ate till our stomachs went into OT x: not gooood. Good thing it only lasted for 3d2n hahaha. But food was AWSHUM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jumbo jackfruits that we saw during brunch at a restaurant, while on the way down genting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb-5ZQeJNjs/TgTYf8dtDqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aDOfhPVgMxU/s1600/IMG_3779.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb-5ZQeJNjs/TgTYf8dtDqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aDOfhPVgMxU/s400/IMG_3779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621856278183480994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this trip, we had mew's mother, uncle and auntie to thank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many benefactors hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb-5ZQeJNjs/TgTYf8dtDqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aDOfhPVgMxU/s1600/IMG_3779.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W98VontktPQ/TgTYfL-POII/AAAAAAAAAk0/cMU1SCXjL-o/s1600/IMG_3770.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-DEIr7O4Vs/TgTMhCyEvJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Es6SsnV7AGk/s1600/IMG_3827.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7472720440221370773?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7472720440221370773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/wakeboarding-woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7472720440221370773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7472720440221370773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/wakeboarding-woohoo.html' title='WAKEBOARDING WOOHOO'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boK503zhsfU/TgTMgz567bI/AAAAAAAAAjs/W6sOl2G3uqY/s72-c/IMG_3890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1929604882738175069</id><published>2011-06-03T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T03:54:16.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zomg stressed.</title><content type='html'>I was mapping my life out for the past 2-3 hours D: so many uncertainties in life. Was looking through the specialisation courses and finallyyyy settled on marketing because it interests me and I can really see the course outlines apply to business. hahaha. So I was planing the core electives I want to take, there are like 4 of them. Then I saw that I might want to apply for minor in entrepreneurship... 16AUs hmm kind of overloading my UE /: plus it's not easy to get into entrepreneurship I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main deterring factor is that I don't have time for it anymore ): if only I applied for it for this special sem... Next sem, I would have to use summer holidays for 8-10 weeks PA, leaving hardly enough time for the minor. Maybe I should still apply though... hmm. But feeling less probably by the minute. Maybe I can look into other UEs instead, to fill up the remaining 8 AUs of UE that I need (see, the minor overloads my UE by 8 AUs!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhowwwwws, I feel really good for finally deciding on marketing and not brood over THM :D so I really, really, pray that I get into Marketinggggg. Dang why did I only get a B for it last sem ): I even made pretty notes for finals you knowwwwww /: sighs. Will revise the excel sheet I prepared for my remaining 2 years of uni life tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm so stressed, I might as well revisit the past week of my awesome liberated life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from... uh, I can only remember Monday onwards from my hazy memory ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - ZOOO! :D took many pictures and the animals were really fascinatinggg! Mewmew and I enjoyed ourselves beri much :D but there was the kids zoo part that seriously made me want to puke. The smell of poo and everything is pungent at best. Horribly revolting. Otherwise, the zoo was really wellkempt and I'm really proud of Singapore for that :D at night, we ate at ichiban with my mum and my sister. I heart chasobaaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Slacked around till it was time for kite flying at marina barrage with the comm funds peepos, liz est nick alvin dunhao! Met some of my ex s21 classmates there hahaha awesome belated birthday and chilling session man. Played asshole daidi and all :D then had super good boston special pizza at Rocky's hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Seoul Garden with IRAS excolleagues! Jon, darylene, sade and fadi! Zomg I ate so much I feel bad ): but seoul garden is seriouslyyyy value for money with the student lunch. BURPS. All the meat and the DIY ice kachang + ice cream! and laksa! ZOMG SO NAISEEEE!!! At night, MJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - USS!!!!!! :D ZOMG I LOVE THE RIDES TO THE MAXIMUMMMMMMM and we didn't really take pictures cuz we were lazy LOLL I honestly cannot summon the camwhore part of me luh and I look fat on camera anyways, so it further dampened my mood. Boo. Ohohoh went to Chinatown for dinner with my aunt whose birthday was the next day, with my mum and her friend and my mew. ZOMG (of course) the dinner was sooooo awesome! It's some XO sliced fish beehoon at some bigshot popular food place with pictures of celebrities visiting all over the place. And we had crocodile meat which was not that overwhelming since mew says it tastes like deer meat loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - I seriously can't remember much that happened on the 27th other than the fact that it was yz's birthday! hahaha. Probably rotted. Probably met mew's friends at night. I CANNOT REMEMBER (must be the alcohol from 24 hours ago) ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Met up with fi, ml and yy at Settlers' Cafe!! We always go there one leh LOLL the fish and chip's fish sucked on that day sadly /: the fish stankkkkk. But yy swallowed it all haha so brave. ANYWAYS we played saboteur and apples-to-apples and jenga and some lame games in between. Apples-to-apples is VERY FUN. Nowdays I'm addicted to board/card games. Lets fast forward to this Wednesday (soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - TENNIS! Woke up with aches in my body the next morning x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Helped mew move his house with his dad. Condo is heaps of convenience and facilities - I LIKEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdayday - PLAYED BANG AT MEW'S PLACE WITH KH. Zomg SO FRIGGING FUN i love the game la. Really. It's like role playing, but with a lot of intricacy because every single card is different from each other. LOLL. WOOHOOO!!! Buying the game (so ex can SGD60+++) so we can play it in comfortable english words instead of the one mew has (which is in chinese cuz he bought it cheapcheap from hk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Butter Factory with masu and her buddy terence. Zomg it was actually quite fun leh LOLL must be the fact that I drank so friggin much and the place was so packed that I didn't care and just lost myself in the moment hahaha. Until masu puked on us (and into the drinks) SO GROSS ugh loll. Anyways, mew my beloved came to pick us up at 230am. AHHHHH I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - LAZED AROUND AGAIN WOOHOOOOO :D played burn out on psp and read Grotesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta sleep soon. I know words are very boring. So I intend to actually upload pictures with this post. Sadly the camera isn't with me. Oh. I remember I have some pics already stored in my comp. Shall upload tmr to supplement this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA VIRTUAL WORLD I LOVE YOU SHO MUCHIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1929604882738175069?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1929604882738175069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/zomg-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1929604882738175069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1929604882738175069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/06/zomg-stressed.html' title='Zomg stressed.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8529723329789153182</id><published>2011-05-31T03:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T03:41:09.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3:40am randomness</title><content type='html'>some people are smart, well to do, and even good looking. but why aren't they as friendly? or maybe they seem less friendly because of their other outstanding attributes. or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8529723329789153182?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8529723329789153182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/340am-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8529723329789153182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8529723329789153182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/340am-randomness.html' title='3:40am randomness'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5548943184212567527</id><published>2011-05-25T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:20:58.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>application.</title><content type='html'>why the freak do they need cash/nets payment at the office of finance, then use the STICKER and submit it to the hall office again? why can't they centralise the admin themselves? WHY? and why use cheque? seriously. can't we just pay the cash/nets at the hall office directly? if they don't trust the staff at the hall office it's not our fault what. why need to penalise us by making us travel to the two different effing offices just to hand in the freaking $16.05?? wtf i can just throw the cash in your face man think we're very free issit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh just ranting again. cuz deadline's in two days time and i have to freaking give them the money somehow. HOW DO YOU EXPECT A LESS THAN AVERAGE UNI STUDENT LIKE ME TO HAVE A CHEQUE BOOK??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5548943184212567527?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5548943184212567527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/application.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5548943184212567527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5548943184212567527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/application.html' title='application.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6835768057996504992</id><published>2011-05-22T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:43:47.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can sing me something if it's going to be for the last time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xm3p1XQCNOA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbreak... Heart heart heartbreak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl don't say you love me when you're out the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I know things are different than they were before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah oh oh yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You kill me with your kiss, it's so hard to resist you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when you look me in the eyes tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And say we're headed for a heart heart heartbreak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I don't ever ever wanna hear you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready for a heart heart heartbreak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna gonna turn around and walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said we'd stick it out through the think and thin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when the walls came down you wouldn't let me in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah oh oh yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been through it all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My back's against the wall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's crashing down on me tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're headed for a heart heart heartbreak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I don't ever ever wanna hear you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready for a heart heart heartbreak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna gonna turn around and walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick and tired of this whole situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here comes another fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pin me down with the same conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, don't say you love me tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[guitar solo]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart heart heartbreak, break break break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're headed for a heart heart heartbreak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't ever ever wanna hear you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready for a heart heart heartbreak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna gonna turn around and walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're headed for a heart heart heartbreak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't ever ever wanna hear you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say you love me, don't even&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't say you love me, you're leaving.&lt;/div&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/9004959369573920910-6835768057996504992?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6835768057996504992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-can-sing-me-something-if-its-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6835768057996504992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6835768057996504992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-can-sing-me-something-if-its-going.html' title='you can sing me something if it&apos;s going to be for the last time.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xm3p1XQCNOA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5870065523047379311</id><published>2011-05-18T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:14:10.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST PAPER HERE I COME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING ANYTHING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean tomorrow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zomg I canNOT believe this is going to be over sooooon. Accounting was okayyyyy. I hope bell curve helps (zomg I'm sounding like a robot now). TOMORROW IS BIZ LAW. I should take a photo of prof sam and pray to it right? LOLL no luh just kidding. The episode mrs chan recounting about the accounting students was quite funny though, praying to the powerpoint slide with the tutor's picture in the slide LOLLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You people are in uni please. But as a joke it's pretty stupidly cute :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY I SHOULD START READING ): Only completed 5/11 chapters and need to revise those 5 chapters too. Just looked through one paper. ZOMG HOW TO ANSWER ONE SIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind. I've a lot of things to do after tomorrow. I want to play MAPLESTORY!!!! LOLL :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5870065523047379311?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5870065523047379311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-paper-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5870065523047379311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5870065523047379311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-paper-here-i-come.html' title='LAST PAPER HERE I COME'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1796443676070086857</id><published>2011-05-14T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:08:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat lesssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay sorry I went back on my words. I haven't been doing the exercise ): but I've been eating less ( a LOT less) and already my shorts feel less tight compared to a week ago LOLL. If I were exercising, zomg I might just lose 2 kg already hahaha. Not that I weighed myself. I won't ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit behind schedule for accounting revision. Damn. I'm just sooooooooo happy after IT was done! It feels like the paper was rather manageable for everyone (okay I talked to liz pris and a bit to est about it only hahahaha) but well just hope bell curve doesn't push people down x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY IT IS SATURDAYYY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW IT IS SUNDAY, SUNDAY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE WE WE SO EXCITED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE SO EXCITED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE SO EXCITEDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1796443676070086857?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1796443676070086857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/eat-lesssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1796443676070086857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1796443676070086857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/eat-lesssss.html' title='Eat lesssss'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4110492638790812700</id><published>2011-05-10T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:17:29.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatty no more. soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aoL5_STWOw/Tcgg7437UNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/L_EHS1MouLw/s1600/Picture%2B8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aoL5_STWOw/Tcgg7437UNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/L_EHS1MouLw/s400/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604765949513912530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was even a little slimmer than this before pageant ): sighs. But now I look into the mirror and I feel like shattering it sighs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grumbling is juvenile. Cardio starts tomorrow morning! :D followed by a healthy diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE A NEW ME MANSXZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4110492638790812700?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4110492638790812700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/fatty-no-more-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4110492638790812700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4110492638790812700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/fatty-no-more-soon.html' title='fatty no more. soon!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aoL5_STWOw/Tcgg7437UNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/L_EHS1MouLw/s72-c/Picture%2B8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-635566040355514443</id><published>2011-05-08T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T13:50:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the last good day. Tomorrow is THE paper D: zomg. FM. I haven't touched FM since wednesday? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I can score an A! :D hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today is very hot. As usual. It's May!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, is also a very good day for sexplosive secrets. HURRAYYYY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-635566040355514443?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/635566040355514443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/635566040355514443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/635566040355514443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-good-day.html' title='Today is a good day.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4859207082755250411</id><published>2011-05-07T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T13:57:09.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE GOING TO THE ZOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZXQx6f75LM/TcTecOQdwYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PQhFmSSR05g/s1600/Picture%2B3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZXQx6f75LM/TcTecOQdwYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PQhFmSSR05g/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603848412800598402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi all! :D I've just discovered a great "deal" hahahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FREE ADMISSION TO ZOO ON YOUR BIRTHDAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that awesomeeee. So change of plans, boyf, if you still read my blog while in hong kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE'RE GOING TO THE ZOOOOO :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save $20!! And get a free scoop of ice cream wheeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we go to USS on the next day! :D HEE HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life rocks when your birthday falls just a few days after exams. Everything in life seems so colourful and exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're going to catch movies! Thor and Fast Five. (And the mandatory 19th May PotC 4 of course!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy I'm gonna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait. FM in 2 days' time ): STUDYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4859207082755250411?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4859207082755250411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-going-to-zooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4859207082755250411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4859207082755250411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-going-to-zooooooo.html' title='WE&apos;RE GOING TO THE ZOOOOOOO'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZXQx6f75LM/TcTecOQdwYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PQhFmSSR05g/s72-c/Picture%2B3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1747554822956001792</id><published>2011-05-07T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T03:20:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menstruation May 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST WANT TO SAY THAT I'M MENSTRUATING NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just realised when I'm reading the cellular diagram for IT sighs. I'm very glad it's coming now actually :D it spells ease for studying later the week, AND IT MEANS CLEAN FUN ON 19th + 20th + 23rd MAY :DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19th - end of exams (ending with a bang of biz law) so we'll definitely celebrate somehow. Watching PotC 4 is definitely on the list of to-dos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th - WAKEBOARDING with the girls!! Though can use tampons then, it still wouldn't be as comfortable as nothing. Sooooo good to have menses now :DDDDD woohoooooo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23rd - USS WITH MY FAVOURITE BOY IN THE WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy now I must continue with IT till I'm tired! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1747554822956001792?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1747554822956001792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/menstruation-may-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1747554822956001792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1747554822956001792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/menstruation-may-2011.html' title='Menstruation May 2011'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6815571430226002188</id><published>2011-05-06T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T23:08:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polling Day tomorrowwww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WISH I COULD VOTE THIS YEAR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sentiments of the netizens seem to be extremely anti-pap and very pro ANY opposition. Seriously, is this called for. Opposition and their supporters keep talking about rising cost of living in Singapore. But really, if you opened your eyes and looked BEYOND this island, don't you realise that inflation is everywhere? In fact, I think anyone who's well-educated enough would realise that inflation is inevitable and might even beneficial if it occurs in a well-paced progression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The investment failure also want to blame PAP. Again, few investors survived the financial crisis and almost everyone lost money, no matter how big or small. Warren Buffett did too. WHY YOU ALL WANT TO BLAME PAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think a few legit criticisms of PAP, are its lack of apparent connection with the ground, and as the fb article I liked yesterday, the arrogance. But arrogance is not necessarily a flaw of a government to run the country what. PAP has been in power for all the years since Singapore is known as who she is now. The opposition keeps telling voters to not just look at the past, historical track records.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what track record do the opposition parties have? Even their promises are not very solid. They sound nice and dreamy yes. But I don't think NSP's idea of pegging national growth to wage growth is very feasible. If you keep promoting wage growth, I don't think anyone would want to hire us already cuz we want soooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And abolishing GST only sounds nice, but is it really practical. I think the idea of earning these tax revenue so that the government has these resources to help the poor is more workable and fair. After all, the poor don't contribute much to the GST, the rich do. But really, PAP government can do more to help the poor... self-reliance is very, very important, I agree (yeah yeah the NE we have in school :D ) and I would hate to see the US's social security scheme implemented in Singapore, but still, more allowance would be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I'm ranting so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just really really hope that PAP will still win this election. Please. The economy is still recovering, if another shockwave hits, do you think a newly reassembled government would be able to handle it well, if at all? It's not that I'm entirely risk-averse and want to stick to status quo (or maybe I am?) but status quo is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very proud of Singapore governance despite the controversy of Singapore being one of the lowest ranked nation in terms of "openness" or something. And this ranking seems to be too frequently quoted by opposition supporters, don't you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE VOTE PAP!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6815571430226002188?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6815571430226002188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/polling-day-tomorrowwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6815571430226002188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6815571430226002188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/polling-day-tomorrowwww.html' title='Polling Day tomorrowwww!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4820117937103138780</id><published>2011-05-06T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:20:18.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAST TWO HOURS?!?!?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>zz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4820117937103138780?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4820117937103138780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/fuck-what-happened-to-last-two-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4820117937103138780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4820117937103138780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/fuck-what-happened-to-last-two-hours.html' title='FUCK WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAST TWO HOURS?!?!?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1541912585344599174</id><published>2011-05-06T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:20:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One IT lecture today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what. I read Database Management and went to sleep with Security notes in my hand, and I haven't even started on reading the textbook or doing excel ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that's not worrying enough, lets look at my finances. Urh bad as usual. But what's worse is that my dad seems to be in difficulties too? Just the inferences of my sister and I. She still has the nerve to laugh about it. She's the one spending all the dollars on her yunnan hair treatments (starting treatments soon, it will last 20 months, costing $40/session), and she has had that braces for more than a year ($2k~ there?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she has the nerves to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the signs my dad gave when he gives us our pocket money in the last two weeks are giving us last week's in spare change ($2 and $5 notes) and this week's money in NTUC vouchers and asked us to exchange for cash with mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I can stop worrying about my grades AND my family's social security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1541912585344599174?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1541912585344599174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-it-lecture-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1541912585344599174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1541912585344599174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-it-lecture-today.html' title='One IT lecture today.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1241944692965025228</id><published>2011-05-06T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:48:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi please focus here</title><content type='html'>): haven't started studying since I woke at 11+. what a fail. I really should start. But still distracted but what lies ahead in the June-August period. No money = need to start working to earn income before I can spend on travel. So bitter with my own mistakes for not having continued with tuition in the beginning of the year when my tutee from last sem asked me ): then again, my results last sem were so cui I didn't dare loll.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still. Where has all the money gone too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should start buying lottery o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should start revising IT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1241944692965025228?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1241944692965025228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-please-focus-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1241944692965025228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1241944692965025228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-please-focus-here.html' title='hi please focus here'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2104696408711910623</id><published>2011-05-06T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:55:11.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Wish it would sink in faster that it's not possible to go further than genting this holidays. No matter how depressing it sounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2104696408711910623?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2104696408711910623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2104696408711910623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2104696408711910623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8826241342213460540</id><published>2011-05-05T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:54:53.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Considerations</title><content type='html'>Think I spent like 2 hours on consideration lecture today. About half the time was spent pondering over Pinnel's Case and the stupid insufficiency of consideration for part payment of existing debt. Till I emailed prof. SIGH Y DID I DO THAT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope prof replies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just saw email regarding second specialisation. Is high gpa (like 4.7 or something) required for second specialisation in NBS? /: smu students get to second specialise like it's free. loll. I WANT TO SECOND-SPECIALISE IN BIZ LAW :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8826241342213460540?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8826241342213460540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/considerations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8826241342213460540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8826241342213460540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/considerations.html' title='Considerations'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4961613224073417384</id><published>2011-05-04T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:31:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did my afternoon + night go to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRad1lAxkCw/TcFv54I67lI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/t7P1kmlP5yw/s1600/Picture%2B1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;): stupid Internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I really want to buy this deal (http://deal.com.sg/deals/singapore/S62-for-3D2N-City-Escapade-at-Bintan-Sayang-Resort) or the Krabi one from Superdeals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MAN WHY NO MONEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall start tuition againnnnnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, finally boyf is here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRad1lAxkCw/TcFv54I67lI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/t7P1kmlP5yw/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602882451538636370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&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/9004959369573920910-4961613224073417384?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4961613224073417384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-did-my-afternoon-night-go-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4961613224073417384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4961613224073417384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-did-my-afternoon-night-go-to.html' title='Where did my afternoon + night go to...'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRad1lAxkCw/TcFv54I67lI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/t7P1kmlP5yw/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3846732962932204595</id><published>2011-05-04T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:12:04.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only been what, 3.5 days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fail internet connection only allowed me to load one section of twitter just now (while another two of my webpages about some deals could not even load a word), and I saw two of my girl friends twit about hang out with their boyfriends ): zomg why is my life so sad ): don't come back la samuel ong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, successfully woke before noon today. (Though was unsuccessful at waking up before 9am.) Went to meet ester in school and discussed some fm questions before consulting prof. The consultation was not that helpful actually, just cleared a few questions. Zomg fm is so scary ): I really wanna get an A for fm, but I made so many mistakes and did my questions so slowly in my trials ))))): JIAYOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting on biz law later. When yangzhi comes. loll I hope to stay away from her world of goo. Anyways, speak of the devil, she's here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOYFRIEND COME BACKKKKKK ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3846732962932204595?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3846732962932204595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-only-been-what-35-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3846732962932204595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3846732962932204595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-only-been-what-35-days.html' title='It&apos;s only been what, 3.5 days?'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4474644032701134259</id><published>2011-05-03T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:21:01.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maydays Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always love May. Because it's my birth month, duh! haha and because it's around the middle of the year. It's kind of nice you know, to be not too far away from the next new year, and being just nice away from the beginning of the the year to evaluate stuff you've done so far this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't done much... But better than last sem. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... doing FM now. Kind of screwed actually, should be doing other mods first then revise FM. Now I may not have time to revise bizlaw and accounting ): but push those pessimistic thoughts aside. I've been more consistent this sem than the last. A LOT more consistent loll even with my most-neglected IT (cuz of all the in-class exercises cck makes us do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I predict a 4.5 gpa this sem... LOLL I wish. I really, really wish. Cuz it was so cui last sem that I need 5.0 every semesters till I graduate to secure a nice honours degree ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. Gotta get back to work. I swear I will:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) stop playing tetris from tomorrow onwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) exercise when I get bored instead of playing tetris and roaming twitter and fb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) eat lessssss everyday so that by the time holidays start I won't feel so lousy and lazy to wear nice stuff due to my bulges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boyfriend has been away for 3 days already ): was making your favourite coffee (haha that packet that I koped from you like monthsss ago) and the smell of it made me smile :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imu boyfrienddddddddd, looking forward to nighttime skype every night [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4474644032701134259?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4474644032701134259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/maydays-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4474644032701134259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4474644032701134259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/05/maydays-love.html' title='Maydays Love'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8962689117509464944</id><published>2011-04-11T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:23:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family in law.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know, I think life is difficult and tricky enough without having to deal with in-laws. Though I'm not yet married, someday I will be, and I think I might have troubles with being completely comfortable with the in-laws /: already feeling pretty awkward with muel's family... what more about the future /: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one, I think the maid fucking hates me. She throws my slippers to be drenched outside of the shelter when I'm in the house can. How freaking retarded and petty is that. I worry about eating the food she cooks because I'm scared that she mixes things like her spit into the food. The thought makes me queasy ): but muel would just make me eat anyways. Sighs. Though yeah maybe the maid isn't considered "family" exactly, but she just makes me feel uber unwelcomed already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the rest of the family... there have been hiccups ): I'm damn fail when it comes to the relationship management with them. Seriously. It's not easyyyyyyyyyyyy. And you can't keep avoiding forever, because they'll always just be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zomg my life sucks ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And recently, my aunt faced very freaking incidents with her mother-in-law. Seriously. The auntie is crazy. How dare she hit my aunt!!!!! DOMESTIC VIOLENCE CAN. My aunt is nice so didn't press charges. But wtf she hit my aunt with a pair of scissors and cut her lips leh. Walao ): my heart really goes out to her luh... and she only has a daughter who's just 3++ years old... I really hope my aunt gets custody if they ever divorce cuz of the MAD WOMAN AUNTIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how drama in-laws cases can get. The auntie is really damn fucked up. Hearing all the incidents that happened at my aunt's house in the last few months. The violence escalated today, so my aunt came over to stay at my house. Whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HOPE YOU FEEL AWFUL FOR BEING SUCH A MEAN OLD LADY AUNTIE. Used to think she was quite okay, but now I just freaking hate her guts. Zzz sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8962689117509464944?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8962689117509464944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-in-law.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8962689117509464944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8962689117509464944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-in-law.html' title='Family in law.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5556632925592514663</id><published>2011-04-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:49:03.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No fb o:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I the only one banned from facebook "temporarily" now?? loll dunno what's up. Anyways... I should be doing FM instead of being online heeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5556632925592514663?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5556632925592514663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-fb-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5556632925592514663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5556632925592514663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-fb-o.html' title='No fb o:'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1407734651384114234</id><published>2011-04-10T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:44:26.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanctuary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my fault that I've abused the place and now I can never go back because it won't feel the same again ): my mistakes will just plague me ): sighs. Should be more careful with things and people in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody said it was easy. No one ever said it would be this hard ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1407734651384114234?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1407734651384114234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1407734651384114234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1407734651384114234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/sanctuary.html' title='Sanctuary.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6669872755816127988</id><published>2011-04-10T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:26:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relationship In Progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fun part about being in a relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebB7Tuyy1yE/TaGh1jsnTcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/RkX7FaCMVII/s400/Picture%2B6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593930153658371522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WRESTLING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6669872755816127988?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6669872755816127988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/relationship-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6669872755816127988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6669872755816127988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/relationship-in-progress.html' title='A Relationship In Progress.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebB7Tuyy1yE/TaGh1jsnTcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/RkX7FaCMVII/s72-c/Picture%2B6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2958660457315581489</id><published>2011-04-09T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T12:07:26.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ballad of Mona Lisa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Panic! At The Disco's best song ever. It beats I Write Sins Not Tragedies imo, and I LOVED the song so much :D i still do, but this is betterrrrrr :D though iwsnt's melody is damn quirky. LOVES!! AND I DIDN'T KNOW THE LEAD SINGER IS SO HOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Vampire Diaries 2 ep 17 yesterday. Yes. Finally. After one whole monthhhhh they updated!!! :D So happy. And gosh. The episode totally changed the game AGAIN. hahahaha. So awesome I love the plot and the beautiful girls and WOOHOOOO THE HOT BOYS!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, just used my second tampon. Orange this time round. And I had to poop again. Zomg. THAT is a real inconvenience. It's damn gross. Think I've to go change a tampon or something luh /: gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gOgpdp3lP8M?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2958660457315581489?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2958660457315581489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/ballad-of-mona-lisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2958660457315581489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2958660457315581489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/ballad-of-mona-lisa.html' title='The Ballad of Mona Lisa!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gOgpdp3lP8M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4371330533266442236</id><published>2011-04-09T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:06:22.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filled with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, I love my boyfriend a lot ♥ had a verbal diarrhoea about how much I appreciate him and that I'm sorry about so many things I've demanded from him and yet he's still here with me :,( so thankful can...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention, I had a physical diarrhoea (sorta) as I was bathing just now, I had the urge to just poop. And boy did I poop. It felt fantastic. Seeing that I haven't been pooping much these days. (I think it's cuz I drank spilt gongcha from the plastic bag holding the plastic cup holding the drinks - haha many people said ew though I don't really understand why hahaha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT IS A GOOD DAY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4371330533266442236?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4371330533266442236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/filled-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4371330533266442236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4371330533266442236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/filled-with-love.html' title='Filled with love'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7812038075755150982</id><published>2011-04-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:11:17.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkedin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doing LinkedIn profile... but before I start... gotta write recommendations for people first D: that way, I get my recommendations too HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7812038075755150982?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7812038075755150982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/linkedin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7812038075755150982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7812038075755150982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/linkedin.html' title='Linkedin'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-724041512865231601</id><published>2011-04-07T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:35:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally switching over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF0B45aS1Lk/TZ3JGuBteoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Q_OpMzXvvew/s1600/Photo%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it's not that pads are no good. They certainly feel less intrusive. BUT they are seriously uncomfortable especially if you're wearing those old, loose, and yeah rather unattractive panties. Because you feel as though they keep FLOPPING AROUND. It's so insecure the feeling, and there's already tons of insecurity floating around when a woman's having a period, without having the pad flop around. So. There's a clear alternative here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAMPONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF0B45aS1Lk/TZ3JGuBteoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Q_OpMzXvvew/s400/Photo%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592847429535627906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I've to of course admit that I had my doubts some time ago. But I did some research and it has convinced me that it can't be that bad after all. But all the while, I had the inertia to actually go out (or ask mummy dearest) to buy a pack for me to try. Until KOTEX decided to go on their recent hip campaign with their designed pads and colourful, slim tampons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Received one gift pack while mugging and waiting for boyf in SMU. It came in a pretty pink pack with some pretty brochures and a pack of some day use winged, slim pads, and a box of eight regular, slim TAMPONS! They really looked quite pretty and came in different colours (though the tampons themselves are all solidly white, nothing fancy there) so they definitely have the youth appeal. The instructions on the brochure were clear and in fact, I found them inviting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;LOLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Okay, I know. What a weird word to use. But I've been wanting to try... so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;One fine day, yz was mugging over at my house. She was having her menses that day and asked for a pad to change. I refused. Because I wanted her to try my new tampons HAHAHA. Yz being yz, was the perfect guinea pig because she is SOOOOO easy going. Seriously. I should feel bad for bullying her into stuff sometimes x: I really should. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Anyways, she very willingly obliged and went to the bathroom. After just minutes... she came into my room again and gave a rather unusual exclamation that went along the lines of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yz: "Zp, I don't think I inserted it correctly leh." o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Huh, why????" :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yz: "BECAUSE IT FEELS LIKE NOTHING." O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OOOOO.OOOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME. That was all I needed to know. So the very next cycle here, I TRIED THIS OUT. Woohooo!! :D It's pretty awesome. It isn't exactly NOTHING. But it's definitely comfortable and... well awesome! :D I feel freee LOLL. I just have to make sure that my cramps don't bother me this cycle ): then it would be a perfect menstruation... well, as perfect as it could possibly be anyways, without having to hit pregnancy/menopause [[[[[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But pads still have to come into play at night... because pads can't stay inside for more than 3 or 4 hours or bacteria infections or TSS or something may happen inside that fragile place. Which is partially why I didn't take a picture of the tampon before going to bathe first. Because I didn't want to touch the tampon too much (you aren't supposed to touch it for more than it's necessary to put it in anyways) and contaminate it D: so the picture above shows just the shell of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHICH IS PRETTY RIGHT :D it's red. The pink one looks more like a nude colour. Haha. THERE'S A LIME GREEN PACKAGED ONE :D it looks pretty. I think I'll save that for the last :D I only have 5 left now... cuz I gave yz another one for her to change and I used one just now D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to SMU tomorrow. Maybe they'll give more samples LOLL nah joking. TIME TO GET SOMEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-724041512865231601?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/724041512865231601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/totally-switching-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/724041512865231601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/724041512865231601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/04/totally-switching-over.html' title='Totally switching over.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF0B45aS1Lk/TZ3JGuBteoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Q_OpMzXvvew/s72-c/Photo%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7552630403089999990</id><published>2011-03-31T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:49:40.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BALANCE SHEET, Y U NO BALANCED???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEv1V0fEoOE/TZSE2gMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAi4/D9WnnrNeA9g/s1600/BALANCE-SHEET-Y-U-NO-BALANCED.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEv1V0fEoOE/TZSE2gMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAi4/D9WnnrNeA9g/s400/BALANCE-SHEET-Y-U-NO-BALANCED.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590239109363055330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Balance Sheet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y U NO BALANCED? D: I thought I did fine. Except for messing up the staff loan (it is an asset, not expense, retard!!!) and ADDING accumulated depreciation in the Non-Current Asset rather than Less it. Zomg how stupid right. I'm hoping there are no other mistakes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's only the first question. Dunno what I wrote for accounting concept questions. Dunno what the heck I was trying to say for OA and agency and internal control. ZOMG. Should have revised. CAL posted the discussion notes so urgently last night regarding past discussion of OA should have hinted me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I knew how to do most of the numbers part. So I feel quite accomplished already :D considering I haven't been going for half the lectures, and not doing the last few tutorials, relying on just ml's work xx:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. That's all for accounting. WOOHOO. Now need to do accounting PROJECT zz. And hall stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PUSH ON. Four more weeks to go. Then woohoo finals :D then comes the real woohoo!!! WOOHOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I know, limited vocabulary right. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tortured Animal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7552630403089999990?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7552630403089999990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/03/balance-sheet-y-u-no-balanced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7552630403089999990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7552630403089999990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/03/balance-sheet-y-u-no-balanced.html' title='BALANCE SHEET, Y U NO BALANCED???'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEv1V0fEoOE/TZSE2gMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAi4/D9WnnrNeA9g/s72-c/BALANCE-SHEET-Y-U-NO-BALANCED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3577358517052866619</id><published>2011-03-28T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:55:49.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deals deal deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi Bank,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to loan $25 + $28 please. It's shiokdeal. I NEED to do the bwax again ): it's getting ugly down south. So the $28 is an investment for the future since typically bwax costs at least $35 at the better beauty parlours /: IT IS A DEAL. A good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next the $25. The makeup lesson that yangzhi refuses to go with me. It's a teach-a-man-how-to-fish thing. Basically, it is another INVESTMENT. And. She refuses me. How sad am I ): It. Is. A. Good. Deal ): all I ask for is some company. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life sucks. My bank has only $3 left. And I owe yangzhi $80 for the wakeboarding thing. Sighs. But I get to colour+treatment my hair for $48 in the future. WOOHOO. Investment is a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to somehow get my hands on money for Redang trip in June. Hmm. Thinking of yangzhi's bank account now (which is almost as weighty as my boyf's). So there. Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention (as yangzhi mentioned), I'm still obsessed with free lucky draws (win iPads!!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOOOOOO :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all I need is to get back to reality where accounting quiz is in 3 days' time and I haven't practised a shit. And I need to do up things for bread and milk delivery ): and I need to do my IT and accounting project because I am not a free rider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I have more more more money from you, Bank, I wouldn't need to do all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it is, I am a sad girl ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3577358517052866619?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3577358517052866619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/03/deals-deal-deals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3577358517052866619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3577358517052866619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/03/deals-deal-deals.html' title='deals deal deals'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7968484341652454454</id><published>2011-02-23T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T00:51:11.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's so hard to stop hoping that you would miraculously give me what i want. why can't i just stop wasting my time and ):-ness. im so freaking selfish i shld die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7968484341652454454?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7968484341652454454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-so-hard-to-stop-hoping-that-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7968484341652454454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7968484341652454454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-so-hard-to-stop-hoping-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6550235546612416306</id><published>2011-02-22T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:17:00.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so slack ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO UNPRODUCTIVE AT HOME )))))): I think I need to study in the reading room in school or something ): just keep surfing net and lazing around at home ): cannot like this man. Will die siaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two tutorials back to back tomorrow AND I HAVEN'T STARTED ON ANY OF THEM. Accordingly, it takes two days to finish the accounting tutorial ): oh my la. Luckily bizlaw tutorials are quite light... just that I'm afraid I won't be able to class part much tomorrow for bizlaw ): not that familiar with this topic of contract terms yet (STOP DISLIKING THE LECTURER AND LISTEN TO HER PLEASE then maybe you will understand the lectures better).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish Prof Sam would lecture again ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read stomp and twitter already. PLEASE START DOING YOUR BIZ LAW NOW. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6550235546612416306?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6550235546612416306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-slack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6550235546612416306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6550235546612416306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-slack.html' title='so slack ):'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1715504090682385076</id><published>2011-02-07T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:53:32.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my msia cousins are SO SO cute!!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY BACK. Online, at least. Still in johore ): sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 4-5days were alright. Pretty much stayed in the house 24 hours a day for almost everyday except for the dinner on sat. And I only managed to complete 6 questions for my FM FIRSTTTTTT tutorial ): I'm so screwed. How much work would I have to put in from now on just to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;catch up&lt;/span&gt;. Let alone needing to get ahead of other people... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH. PUSH ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna prepare for acctg and bizlaw tutorials tomorrow after FM. And my IT group hasn't started on anything yet D: oh noooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NEVER MIND. IT CAN BE DONE. Chill. Can't do anything even if I fret here in johor D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I missed my fat one a lot a lot in msia ): so sad. I think I owe my mum RM50+++ for the calls and some texts I sent to fat one while I'm in msia. The horror. But I won some money and mahjong so it's alright :D I love mahjong. Haven't gotten enough of it. I need to play the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four people&lt;/span&gt; one. If not then I'm still not shiok D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WEEKEND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my tummy is SO fat ): let me exercise too. I bought so many nice nice cheapppppppppppp clothes from queensway and they are all sleeveless ): this is no good. With my arms this flabby ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. I had a lot of fun in msia with my cousin :D first time seeing my youngest cousin of 2 years + 2 months old. ZOMG HE IS SO CUTE :D I'm like his human ride machine. Awws when he laughs! Why are all my cousins so good-looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. Their big sister me. The source of all the genes man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload pictures now. Shall do it another day. But I took pictures of this photo album with the baby pictures of my sister and I... and zomg. I wish I could stay 3-4 years old. You know. Sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play tennis soooon debs and yz! AND BADMINTON, YZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I shall try and get to HR3 for Monster Hunter 3. For my fat one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1715504090682385076?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1715504090682385076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-msia-cousins-are-so-so-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1715504090682385076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1715504090682385076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-msia-cousins-are-so-so-cute.html' title='my msia cousins are SO SO cute!!!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5782029343195686612</id><published>2011-01-29T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T17:54:40.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1 Sem 2 Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello :D please to say I survived school. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;Made some new friends, and I'm really proud of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, since I've been pretty scared of being a floater this sem... but whew [: PROJECTS ARE COMING IN THOUGH. Scaryyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And IHG has been dragging on still o: sians when I can't get people down to support and help out, but otherwise, it's been fine. I still feel very odd in hall that's all /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I'm stressed about is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;CNY shopping.&lt;/span&gt; I really don't like shopping ): &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;because I'm fat and ugly and I don't like to try out clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ): if I were slim and pretty with good skin, zomg I would love shopping even if I can't really afford to la. Duh. Tskkk. So basically, I've only got a light blue dress that my sis helped me buy. I made the effort to tour round JP today with yz and liz in tow though... but yielded nothing D: sigh sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boyf tipped our dieting plans this morning with a sinful breakfast at can 2. Boyf swears it's the best school canteen LOLL. But I think he only said it cuz he was temporarily taken over by the "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;tea leaves egg&lt;/span&gt;" which are really quite good. On a hungry day, he can chomp up two eggs in a row by himself. Come to think of it, on a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hungry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; day, he could chomp &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;. If not for his guardian angel in the form of his girlf♥.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should see the twins forming in his womb ): it's tragic. It's beyond huge ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's okay, I still love you. (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Though I can't promise more if you don't fulfill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the hot bod promise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; by the day I turn 20, or latest August 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANNA WATCH &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;BURLESQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And yes, I've already heard that it's good so don't brag that you've caught it already ): I didn't realise that the movie has been around for one two weeks... now the timings for the movie suck cuz it's not new anymore ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to watch? Or maybe just &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;play mahjong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... Anyone up for it before I leave for m'sia from wednesday evening till monday noon? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;AND TENNIS AND BADMINTON TOO OF COURSE!!!!!&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/9004959369573920910-5782029343195686612?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5782029343195686612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-1-sem-2-week-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5782029343195686612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5782029343195686612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-1-sem-2-week-1.html' title='Year 1 Sem 2 Week 1'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4671974938583510010</id><published>2011-01-18T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:03:26.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi peepos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for being MIA. Awws, touched that there are people like wn, pris and jh who care hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life hasn't been too awesome though I'm not complaining... All's good here in sg still. I will not complain. Though yes this is the place to pour out my woes, but for once, though I have many many things to feel unhappy about, I won't. Instead, I shall be concentrating on things that I am going TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Studies&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick has offered to start a study group, doing 5 hours a week. HOW AWESOME IS THAT. Yes, you might have heard through my very public fb grapevine that I've flopped my first sem in uni... it's very very true. I'm not even trying to be humble. I wish I can even have the capacity to be humble hahaha. But well. I know all's not lost... it will take a lot more effort from here on out but it is not impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so going to mug and aim for A's already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hall&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been quite fail with keeping up relations in hall... and my duties are so well, below expectations I suppose /: I feel like I've screwed up my last few months of life totally, save for a few things. Hall is one of them. loll... hmmm. Repairable or not. We shall see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe I should try staying in hall more often. It's slightly more convenient when school starts since I have morning lessons Mondays to Wednesdays... But it depends on whether or not I can get my room cleaned up before this week ends. It feels disgusting to be living in my hall room now /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fats&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahem. Thinking of getting something moving tomorrow. My legs mostly. Maybe badminton with my very free sister. If it fails, I'll just try running... Yz doesn't want to reply my plea to go gymming ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been getting together for damn long ): yesssss sorry jh! Lunch/dinner soon!! Subway ;D hahaha. But I've been hanging out with some of my subcommers during IHG... surprisingly, it's forged some camaraderie thing between us and we talk and perform our share for IHG together [: all's good, see. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boyf&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, ILU [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4671974938583510010?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4671974938583510010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4671974938583510010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4671974938583510010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-blog.html' title='Hi Blog'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-238685906297967026</id><published>2011-01-02T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:51:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random update againsxz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi friends. If you are even bothered about looking at my blog, you are probably a friend already [: thanks for being concerned. Awwws [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I haven't said this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There should be lots of stuff to be happy about [: even though the year begins on a terrible note... IHG. But I actually think I will manage. Weary and may have cock ups here and there maybe, but not major ones I hope. And I really hope that my subcommers will come down as promised. I should be more confident of them, they are nice people [: except for yz who is unresponsive as hell. Sighs ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. Quick updates. Boyf is making me play WOW. Okay, he won't be happy seeing me use the word 'making' haha. Okay but to give the game some credits, it is really intriguing and interesting, I probably am not as into it now because playing at lower levels is just kinda restrictive or something. But yes boyf, I promise to be interested in the game [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IHG IHG IHG and IHRG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the exam-nausea /: haven't settled the solicitation of ice for the ice cooler for tomorrow's games O: what a fail welfare. But it will work out tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know where's the venue for the first game sigh. Hope it's updated by now. Okay. I'm just rambling. You don't have to understand my though process D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiayou hall 8! I guess. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, pretty lonely stay in hall this month ): and boyf starts school tomorrow /: hmm sigh. Any hall8ers see this please take pity on me and jio me for whatever social activities... Thank you in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-238685906297967026?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/238685906297967026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-update-againsxz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/238685906297967026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/238685906297967026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-update-againsxz.html' title='Random update againsxz'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5225930637087421333</id><published>2010-12-19T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T16:14:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Saturday :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQ29KJSaCII/AAAAAAAAAik/fMkwa9-oWTM/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayeeeee yesterday was the best in like weeks :D though it began with a grudging wakeup call to swim at 10+. Warren CC is quite nice :D I shall own a country club membership next time ahahaha. Go swimming just requires you to bring your own swimsuit and goggles as all the rest can be provided by the towel counter whoots! And I should've went with another girl instead of two other guys ): no one to sauna with haha. I only remember going to mel's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I only swam an embarrassing 4 laps. I won't even try and boast about my past achievement with distance swimming. Sighs. 4 is like... sighs. Never mind. It was fine. Then brunched at the golfers' terrace. Service sucked like mad and they were overstaffed still o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate too much at the food place next to lot1 bus interchange x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to have our hair dressed with muel :D the place had booming business mansxzxz it was like full to the brim on all two of its levels D: and it's quite cheap. $24 for my haircut and wash. The hairwash was alright. But muel insisted it was orgasmatic... whatever you say, dear [: and he called the hairdressers 'barber' o.o uncle can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fringe don't poke my eyes as much now! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, then we paid and left the salon on a busss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*MY MUM THINKS I'M PREGNANT CUZ I'M SO FAT ): FML.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got off the bus, it was raining like horses and ponies D: the drops SPLATTER on our skin can! O: still had to cross the bridge and ran all over to muel's very inaccessible house /: I wailed my woes all the way ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot bathed and then dyed muel's hair :D IT IS SO FUNNNNNN!! And it's quite even the colour. We are very pleased :D anyone wants help with dying can ask for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I decorated our naked christmas tree... ZOMG IT IS SO PWETTY NOW I CANNOT STAND ITTTTTT. It's at muel's house now cuz I made it for him. Sighs I'm such an awesome girlf :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the pictures ): but the finished one is still with muel. Here are the tree and friends though~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQ29KJSaCII/AAAAAAAAAik/fMkwa9-oWTM/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQ29KJSaCII/AAAAAAAAAik/fMkwa9-oWTM/s400/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552301897607153794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMAGINE THE BULBS UP AND THE LIGHTS TWINKLING AGAINST THE BLUE+RED BULBS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome shit :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I played Fall Out New Vegas which was sick ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then packed up and went to eat at some zichar (?) place which conned us with half a plate of toufu with zongzi and tty. Tty is a very grumpy old man ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Giant to... I forgot what. But we surveyed the area and zongzi wanted to bake!!!! WHOOTS BAKE! So we agreed to go to ntuc xtra for a wider array of baking goodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to JP to collect our Fat One + Fat Two rings :D they are pretty in black and gold lettering :D just that they are terribly loose. We've agreed to wear them on our thumbs instead of any of our other fingers /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At ntuc xtra, got bunch of stuff. Cake mix, choc chips, jelly and custard mixes, apple doremy, honeydew soya milk, meiji milk....... FOODIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to muel's house and wrecked a havoc :D muel and tty were the least helpful ): but I managed to bake two trays of muffins with help from zongzi, the only nice uncle around :D though one tray was kinda burnt cuz we were busy making the second tray while the first was baking. I have no pictures ): they are with zongzi and tty, the android guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D set up the coffee table with flute glasses, doremy (faked as wine/champagne or something) and the muffins. And I brought down the completed xmas tree on the table. And the lights were already dimmed and the aircon was blasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOA. So cool and chillax can :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they cleaned up cuz muel's mother was already cleaning up for them and they felt bad haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, they went to play Fable 3 and I went up to watch Boston Legal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoots :DDDDDDD bullseye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5225930637087421333?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5225930637087421333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/awesome-saturday-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5225930637087421333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5225930637087421333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/awesome-saturday-d.html' title='Awesome Saturday :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQ29KJSaCII/AAAAAAAAAik/fMkwa9-oWTM/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7705434716250578826</id><published>2010-12-18T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:12:00.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMESTER 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQxeh1L-oYI/AAAAAAAAAic/1eNtrJ_nlWk/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQxeh1L-oYI/AAAAAAAAAic/1eNtrJ_nlWk/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551916375946994050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh it will begin soon. Anyways, my prescribed timetable!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE TELL ME I HAVE CLASSMATES I KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, off to dye muel's hair pink now. Buaisxzxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7705434716250578826?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7705434716250578826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/semester-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7705434716250578826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7705434716250578826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/semester-2.html' title='SEMESTER 2'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TQxeh1L-oYI/AAAAAAAAAic/1eNtrJ_nlWk/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7287007292964754894</id><published>2010-12-16T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:05:12.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pit you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP BOOKING ON SPECIAL DAYS LIKE CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR EVE CAN ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like booking all the slots so that no one else can book them........... RAHZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the sidenote, ob is ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7287007292964754894?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7287007292964754894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/pit-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7287007292964754894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7287007292964754894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/pit-you.html' title='pit you.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8042827770546860752</id><published>2010-12-13T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:46:07.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUAZI :D</title><content type='html'>Dinner was nice :D it was pretty awesome actually. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putien&lt;/span&gt;. Some chinese food from huazi's hometown. We had like 7 dishes + a jug of soursop for three people :O &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;awesome expensive crazy shit.&lt;/span&gt; The bill was $110+++ in the end ): but it was huazi's old 22y/o so :D and we took polaroid pictures. With my exam style hairdo with my fringe put up D: rahzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put the same &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mask &lt;/span&gt;as I did from the second last post from this. And I realised why it's so freaking hard to wash the mask off after the prescribed ten minutes... You're supposed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;PEEL&lt;/span&gt; it off. Zzzzzzzzzzz. No wonder it like glues with the water onto my face and I had to almost scrub with my nails to get the stuff off my skin D: loll kinda defeats the purpose of putting on the mask. Oh wellllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tip: READ INSTRUCTIONS CAREFULLYYYYYYYYYYYYY. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;stats this morning&lt;/span&gt; was... uhm no comments. I thought it was okay cuz I had enough time to finish the paper and go check some mcqs. But I realised that I oversimplified my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;20marks LP model formulating&lt;/span&gt; question. Sighs. It's water under the bridge now. Never mind. I'm just glad it's over and I didn't seem to panick during the exam and had ample time to go through the questions cuz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's 62% of stats grade&lt;br /&gt;2. I only scored 10.2% and missed out on the remaining 9.8% completely cuz of the lacklustre grades of my two quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;3. IT JUST IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;. It covers more topics than smu's stats, at least this I know. And we had like one week less to prepare? Around there /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYEEEEE. It almost felt like exams are over already LOLL I didn't even feel so relaxed after my elective paper on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to cram OB in three days for friday's paper. But I like essay papers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;FLUFFING FTW&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled with boyf and pris after stats paper. To sort of help ease her emoness o.o hahaha. We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;food &lt;/span&gt;therapy at timah market. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dessert &lt;/span&gt;at island creamery.&lt;/span&gt; ZOMG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BAKED ALASKA&lt;/span&gt; IS SHOO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NAISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:DDDDDDD icecreams are okay. B&amp;amp;J's naiser :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to introduce pris to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;kinect&lt;/span&gt;. Eh, she wasn't very appreciative of the coolness. SADZ loll. But she's a conservative &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt; so...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; maybe that's why&lt;/span&gt;. HEHEEEE X: Instead, she prefers traditional pool. And&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trashed me&lt;/span&gt; 2-0 sighs. With muel robotically repeating 'noob' at EVERY shot we make. Zzzzz idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the phone with muel now. Awws boyf I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8042827770546860752?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8042827770546860752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-huazi-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8042827770546860752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8042827770546860752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-huazi-d.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUAZI :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2336215583775423411</id><published>2010-12-04T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:48:20.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reversal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;you can't be anymore discouraging.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;sometimes i dont know you at all, and i wish i never did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;and for every bit that i dont want you back, i want you back a hundred times more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;but it hurts because we still dont understand each other. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;im tired of hurting you, yet i cry every night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;because it is my fault, and you dont want to help me now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;you are tired of this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;will there ever be an end to this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2336215583775423411?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2336215583775423411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/reversal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2336215583775423411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2336215583775423411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/reversal.html' title='reversal.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4732534271155935909</id><published>2010-12-04T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:22:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I notice I've been patronising my boyfriend a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose some weight leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do your work leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care of your skin can anot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha sorry boyfriend, ilu still alright :D to prove that I'm actually improving, here's to item number 3 from above:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TPkYuedV_gI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NDdRSCAVdGc/s400/Photo%2B159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546491602812665346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I don't mean to look creepy but smiling wasn't an option due to the solidly solid mask I smeared on. I don't even know exactly what it does but it's make my face expressionless pretty effectively so that has to count for some... uhm use. So there :D one step closer to clearer complexion x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with mum, sis and boyf at din tai feng :D it was nice. xlbs are always nice :D mum treated so muel's gonna treat xlb buffet the next round, after my exams. The positive externalties befall on us commoners, my sister and I :D HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs. Shall wash off the stuff from my face now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4732534271155935909?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4732534271155935909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4732534271155935909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4732534271155935909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-boyfriend.html' title='Okay, boyfriend.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TPkYuedV_gI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NDdRSCAVdGc/s72-c/Photo%2B159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2501995533185826520</id><published>2010-11-30T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:50:36.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impromptu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindrey's impromptu speech about loneliness made me so emo loll. Okay, not her fault cuz she's really sweet and her speeches are all damn good. But her concluding statement was &lt;b&gt;being alone doesn't mean being lonely&lt;/b&gt;. So there. I think I've come across the phrase before, somewhere, somehow. But being reminded of it again... sighs. Just this morning I was thinking all this that I'm doing wouldn't have been so tough if I wasn't in it alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not entirely alone, I know. Sometimes muel helps when he isn't complaining that I shouldn't have joined jcrc. And I have a few people in hall who are really, really, too-good-to-be-true nice who help me each time I have deliveries and events. I love them so so much. Such nice people... I should make friends with them. Because, see, the thing is, I don't really have friends ): not in school, except for those few I already know before nbs and my proj groupmates, and hardly in hall. Maybe cuz I don't keep in contact. But it's so hard to start to keep in contact when they choose to contact others anyways. Sighs I'm such a failure. It's only sem 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uni is supposed to be all bright and fun. Mr dlim didn't get his facts right/updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zomg why am I suddenly so depressed ): loneliness? wth ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was thinking, what can I do to help others in return and actually interact with them instead. Yeah I know, what a social retard I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just... the emptiness. When during tutorial just now, I realised that I have no one to mug with. No classmate whom I can rely on like I did last time in nj and before. People like masu whom I've seen and smelt for all those years. Now when I need favours, I just keep feeling like I'm being a nuisance to others. Maybe it's just nostalgia. And this is called moving forward. And I've to swallow the bitter pill and grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't know how many times I've told myself that /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2501995533185826520?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2501995533185826520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/impromptu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2501995533185826520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2501995533185826520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/impromptu.html' title='Impromptu.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2295271246569705356</id><published>2010-11-30T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:12:45.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D not so bad after all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, so Mr quak/kuek/kwek/etc will be sending the bread over at 1020am. I love you mr q/k :D that's gardenia solved. gardenia seldom gives problem. But F&amp;amp;N allllllways has OOS problems /: today, it's this yoghurt drink. Sighs, one more burden to carry later on during grocery shopping, one more reason to be nicer to muel heeee :D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just used the spare time between confirming the time with mr q/k and now to print my notes and stuff. Especially stats zomg haha so many tutorial solutions to print. And there's this OB lecture today that's damn lame. The slides were uploaded in .pptx form unlike the usual notes for some other mods which are uploaded in to-print format already. I was not used to it and I was stupid and thought I was pressed for time so I quickly pressed print. Turns out I forgot to press printing in 6 slides/page o.o wtshit waste money x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. It's now 1011am. Shall get ready the moolah for mr q/k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then tutorial at wkw from 11am-1pm. Stats lecture 2.30-4.30pm, OB lecture 4.30-6.30pm. Shit. Is there even time to buy groceries for delivery at 8pm or not ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2295271246569705356?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2295271246569705356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-not-so-bad-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2295271246569705356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2295271246569705356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-not-so-bad-after-all.html' title=':D not so bad after all.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3441165766967169198</id><published>2010-11-30T08:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:05:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooding again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bread and Milk delivery is giving me serious headache. Just solved the problem of storage for drinks (turned out to be a false alarm... wasted like 2+ hours trying to source for fridges in hall D: but at least it's a false alarm... can't have asked for something better [: ) and when I called the gardenia office to ask about the bread delivery later, the lady at the phone was like 'huh?? delivery?'... she told me to call back in another 10 mins for her colleague to return. Please, please, pleaseeeeeeee don't scare me like that. There's a lot of bread for me to buy today already ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's OB lecture today zzzz till 6.30 pm can siao luh. If it's really useless, I would totally hate the course coordinator with the funny name. Cuz I could've spent that time going to source for my groceries for bread and milk already ): and poor muel has to help me buy and move everything even though he doesn't have a car today )): ilu boyf!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 minutes more till I call back to find out that a) the lady who just answered the phone needs to be more involved in the company's operations b) they screw up. I really think it's a). So I shan't worry so much here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except my pastor taught us to expect the best, and prepare for the worst. There's faith involved, and brains too. So I'm thinking of what I can prepare to do... other than hopping around ntuc and trying to buy up all the bread they need today at retail price... there better be enough money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know I grumble too much D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't bother to update when I'm happy that's all LOLL. Ooops sorry x: okay, I'll try and update more when I'm happy, so that I won't sound like some emo bitch moping around. hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the side note, I managed to score okay for stats quiz 2 yesterday. It's not fantastic. Prolly just average... /: and when combined with my quiz 1 results... it'll still bring me down to far below average. I've calculated. Of the 20% of total score for stats, I've only managed to score about the 10.2% worth or something. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my only consolation is... it could have been worse! So [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3441165766967169198?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3441165766967169198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/brooding-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3441165766967169198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3441165766967169198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/brooding-again.html' title='Brooding again...'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5823189759986042878</id><published>2010-11-18T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:02:54.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D: dread.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. You know how bad decisions land you in irreversible patches and all you want to do is reverse anyways and end up crashing your car? But no. Of course I know the PC answer is that you're supposed to go along with the lousy shit decision anyways and brave through the thick and thickkkkkk in a dignified fashion because it's the correct, responsible, mature, adult thing to do. Yet all you feel like doing is grumble to anyone who would listen anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk. I hate it when I'm so hypocritical /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH. Live it. Miracles can happen and make things better [: like........ I dunno what. God is a creative God, He'll know what :D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fall on me,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;   Even the night shall be light about me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;   But the night shines as the day; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;   The darkness and the light are both alike to You.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Psalm 139:11-12 [NKJV]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5823189759986042878?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5823189759986042878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-dread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5823189759986042878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5823189759986042878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-dread.html' title='D: dread.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7335485153059430365</id><published>2010-11-11T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:28:29.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epic wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TNt9DNtM2tI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LYaxjswNoxE/s1600/101120101074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was pretty epic. A bit similar to that day mrspoon sent me home in her KIA. But not the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning started with me waking up on a makeshift mattress (basically consisting of two comforters folded into the shape of a single mattress) on my parents' room's floor. That is quite sad. And then I bathed and went to school to hand in my halls fees which were already late so there was a $10 penalty charge (!#!#%%&amp;amp;^@%!#^#%^@$*) and yesterday was the deadline for this payment again. Sighs so had to go lorh. Stupid office closes so damn early at 4.30. No time to go after my marketing tutorial anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went back to hall and waited for groupmates to come. Groupmates came. Haha and we gave munhan a birthday surprise in my room cuz ml suggested it. It was quite successful whoots my acting skills rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rehearsed for our presentation and everythang. Then we changed to look like powderful corporate women and walked in a group to can 2 to eat ahaha. Then we took a bus 179 to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the presentation itself. Wth @#%@$^#&amp;amp; feeling cramps in my womb. Wth right. During Q&amp;amp;A I was pressing my tummy the whole time. Sighs. Awkward. And in pain. Such a wrong combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class was okay, discussions and all. Didn't volunteer answer like I promised myself to because I need mktg class part points X: but okay never mind. Next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain, pain, pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After class, because I didn't want to appear anti-social, I stayed with my groupmates who wanted to camwhore before their next class since mktg ended early. Was in excruciating pain and didn't want to limp off alone anyways, so I lingered behind their webcam. Awws. Have you ever had Level 200 menses cramps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be fair to my womb, it did let me have a minute of rest at certain intervals and I relished in the feeling like I was dead. Zomg. So good. But still, rest means that you have to work and battle afterwards. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When groupmates had to leave, I had to leave to. So I stood and tried to walk off. Zomg. The sensation of wanting to puke. I might as well be pregnant and have the morning sickness thing but no, I was having menses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yiqian was sweet and wanted to accompany me down but she had class so I didn't want to trouble her... Took a lift down to the carpark to go to innovation centre's bus stop. Carpark was horrible. The open space made me feel whoozy. So I squatted at an unoccupied parking lot for a while. Praying and just feeling sorry for myself zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, after a few seconds. A miracle happened in the form of kat/pat (didn't get the name down x:). He stopped and asked in such a sweet concerned voice if I was okay. I said honestly no, I had cramps ): he asked if I needed to call a cab. It was a good idea. So I said yes yes please. He said okay and told me to hold on there! I was more than willing to hold on. Imagine having to walk to the bus stop to find a cab, or worse, bus to take home. Shudders. Holding on had so much more appeal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I said I dunno where the carpark was exactly so dunno how to call a cab in. He didn't know how to exactly too haha. So he was so smart and zomg he called his friend to come pick me up. He asked where do I stay so I just gave him the street name first. To our shock, he stays exactly there too. SO COOOOOOL. My neighbourhood is so so so nice and angelic. Unlike bukitahempanjang so scary /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh then his friend came! Zomg so embarrassing. But so freaking nice. This is what I call a miracle. NBS students can have hearts of gold too ♥ !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda Ng drove me home in her blue car. So pretty and lovely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sighhhhs! x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked on the bus, kind of. I just whined. hahahaha. She asked me stuff and said she's from NBS too and that I've such nice seniors HAHAHA so cute right but yeah it's trueeee awws! I asked for her name so that's how I know. And she asked if I knew that guy (pat/kat she said) and if I were from his church or something. Which was weird hahaha. So I replied no, I didn't know him at all and it was so nice of himmmm and so so nice of her toooo!! Then she said it's okay and everything hahaha. So nice!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then out of curiosity, I asked which church was pat/kat from. She said city harvest expo. Then I was excited and said whoaa cool cuz hogc is kind of affiliated (eh I'm not too sure exactly if we are!) cuz PstKong is our pastor's teacher! It was like. Zomg so cool the linkage. No wonder pat/kat was so nice. Other passersby would've just passed by /: whooots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda sent me to the 199 bus stop below my house direct. Whoots SO NICE!! Then she told me to take care and rest well and I thanked her profuselyyyy. I got home and it was all so miraculous. With shaking hands, I swallowed two pink pills. Was lazy to take water, but throat was so dry I needed water to get the pills down sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the makeshit mattress to lie down again under two blankets, after changing out of the stifling corporate outfit. Finally had a chance to reply to boyf's message. I think I shouldn't have used the word 'collapsed' X: but I was in the drama, gushing mode cuz I encountered a miracle of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he called me and I was quite puzzled. He's supposed to have a seminar now and everything. Then he said he's coming over zz. LESSON LEH. I really told him no. See, I'm a thoughtful girlf too hahaha. But he still came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I laid on the bed and tried to rest, thinking about the afternoon. So cool. I felt so loved by the strangers, by my boyf and by God. Awws and I just cried. Sighs. It was a good day. I had some revelations ♥ wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D my mum came home and prodded me and poked me. At one point she put her finger under my nose cuz I wasn't moving at all and she probably thought I was dead. So I held my breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm so evil. But I was still feeling super weak, though the pain subsided from the pills, and didn't want to talk. So I grunted stuff and she thought I was sick and was finally exasperated with my lack of response and left the room. At least I wasn't dead hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, she came in again, announcing muel's entrance hahaha. Yayee my cute boyf ♥ ! Whoots. My mum was jealous I opened my eyes for him but not for her. Hahaha. I told her my rationale. Cuz he came all the way from school and it was more moving ma hee XX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muel came and did his work on laptop while I kind of napped. Awws so sweet. Sighs I was so contented. Maybe I did die from the cramps and was already in heaven, feeling so loved by everyone. But nah, the dull throbs in my womb didn't testify to my belief /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I felt better (and hungry), we left to eat at JP. Finally settling on NYNY hahaha after a while of picking. He said we could eat our fill for the next two days with the meat platter. I was up for the challenge.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TNt9DNtM2tI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LYaxjswNoxE/s400/101120101074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538157660954483410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Okay, kind of regretted when I saw the PLATTER. But I was a man and sucked it up. The roasted chicken was shoooo heavenly. I really should have died and went to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;We finished almost everything. Save a corn, and some wedges and fries. Just some. And I asked for 3 cotton candies. At the third, which was when it was muel's turn to ask, the waitress was kind of giggling at us. Zomg. Why do people all think we are such gluttons D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Like the night before when we went to macs and bought a mcflurry. Okay, it was my fault. I dropped like 90% of it on the floor when we barely had 10% if it X: so he had to go back and buy another one. And because it was pretty late, he had to go back to the same counter. It was the counter where he first asked for two mcflurries, but I was beside him and shouted NO... think the whole restaurant heard me X: the girl sort of smiled in a funny way at me then. So the second time muel went back to buy, I stayed outside of macs. He came back with a mcflurry and told me the girl kind of giggled when he ordered. zzzzz. Think she got the wrong idea o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Anyways, so then the great night ended after the dinner and he left for home and me for hall. Had a meeting till 2am. Zomg lollll. I actually stayed awake. Amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Came back... surprised that roomie was in!!!!!!! I thought she wasn't cuz I was back at 10+ to no shadow of her. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;So great! I slept. Like I was dead to the world. Till about 12? X: totally missed lessons )): muel's hating me now and asking me to quit stuff )): sighs. I want yesterday back again.&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/9004959369573920910-7335485153059430365?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7335485153059430365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/epic-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7335485153059430365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7335485153059430365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/epic-wednesday.html' title='epic wednesday.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/TNt9DNtM2tI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LYaxjswNoxE/s72-c/101120101074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6333158292244589663</id><published>2010-10-25T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:32:42.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUEL!♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi all :D I think by now, yall are all feeling the pressure and stressing out (like me). Here're some lollipops for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/th_Photo16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come get them at my room LOLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, camwhore with muel after we made up X:  :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/th_Photo10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo98.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/th_Photo98.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo99.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/th_Photo99.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the pictures are in sequential story mode. Too bad you're not my roomie, so I can't entertain you with the story. Ask her, she finds it very amusing too. MUAHAAHAHAHAHA. If you have strong ankles and are looking to apply to be my roomie, kindly use the tagboard on the left. Thank you very much.&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/9004959369573920910-6333158292244589663?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6333158292244589663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/muel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6333158292244589663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6333158292244589663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/muel.html' title='MUEL!♥'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/25Oct%20camwhore%20at%20hall/th_Photo16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-327197116250872864</id><published>2010-10-25T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T20:11:55.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Roomie - Sprained her ankle again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayee :D the first day of non-recess week and it's been okay luh. All thanks to my attempt to catch up with stats :D finally understanding lecture 5 and 6. Lecture 4 too, but need more familiarisation... Later in the week, I shall progress to revising Lect 1-3 which were mostly covered in jc2 so should be alright... and quiz next monday is open book so... HOPE IT'S ALL GONNA BE ALRIGHT [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And elective lecture today was bearable too :D surprisingly loll. Are all pauls good at public speaking or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back to hall to a crying, laughing roomie. She had tears all over her face and her boyfriend still didn't come down for her D: tsk so mean. Stuck in a project, but still. loll. Okay I shall stop being so mean to moth. I don't know why. But I theorised to yz saying that fat people seem to hate fat people. It's just a theory...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, roomie sprained her ankle again ): stupid roomie. Walking only leh. Not running or sports or even stairs leh. Zomg. Noobass loll. Muel's suggestion is for her to be a witch on broomstick for Sat. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cabbed to the clinic near her house cuz it's one of the nearest operating clinics around. And I piggybacked her at some parts of the journey cuz she was only hopping on her right leg loll. I'm strong too :D actually, it's not that hard to piggyback people luh. I thought muel was pro to piggyback me up and down stairs. But it's quite doable even for me, let alone a guy. TCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had ba chor mee for dinner, and yang papa came down with zhi's beloved long-time-no-see crutches. Tsk. Why am I still the one stuck with her when she has her ankle sprained LOLL. Maybe it's my fault that her ankle's sprained again lollll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm digressing. Supposed to be doing OB case analysis now. Sighs. Backache sia ): and I miss my boyf. loll. Okay go puke now go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-327197116250872864?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/327197116250872864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/adventures-of-roomie-sprained-her-ankle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/327197116250872864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/327197116250872864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/adventures-of-roomie-sprained-her-ankle.html' title='The Adventures of Roomie - Sprained her ankle again!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5194377519166006389</id><published>2010-10-24T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:04:49.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time we quarrel, it prompts me to prepare for the worst case scenario to cushion the fall. It tells me that everything's going to be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5194377519166006389?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5194377519166006389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-time-we-quarrel-it-prompts-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5194377519166006389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5194377519166006389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-time-we-quarrel-it-prompts-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4021963154655749008</id><published>2010-10-24T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:38:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno why it's always my fault, but it just is. Someday, this will all stop at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4021963154655749008?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4021963154655749008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dunno-why-its-always-my-fault-but-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4021963154655749008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4021963154655749008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dunno-why-its-always-my-fault-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7141444604895450995</id><published>2010-10-24T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:54:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a rant, please skip.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I feel very stressed now, and I can only blame myself ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st Nov, next Monday, I have OB case analysis due. My elective com205 group presentation to present (and we haven't started on anything except for settling on the idea oh no D: ). My 20% stats quiz during tutorial. In that week, there're bread and milk delivery orders to take and confirm. Not to mention settle exam welfare supper stuff, prepare games outlines, and catering and goodie bags with bizmag. By the next Monday, 8th, I'm supposed to come up with the proposal for the supper itself so as to carry it out on, I think thursday. Also, on that Monday the 8th, I've to really rehearse for my individual speech for com205 due Tuesday. And then that week's Wednesday, we've to present out Marketing case. Which means from now on, there's Marketing case to juggle too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there are the occasional bbq pit bookings to handle from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next two weeks have passed, I can't chill ): and it's all because I didn't do my stats preps beforehand, plan my proposal in the past two weeks, or my speeches, or meet up with my com205 group, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rant over. Back to sensitivity analysissss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7141444604895450995?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7141444604895450995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-rant-please-skip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7141444604895450995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7141444604895450995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-rant-please-skip.html' title='Just a rant, please skip.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8831711604801412294</id><published>2010-10-13T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:16:50.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzed :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did marketing quiz. WHEW CAN FINALLY RELAX FOR A WHILE NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, we had OB 1000 words ETHICAL analysis due on monday. Chionged the weekend. Poor pris fell sick D: I feel bad for being able-bodied and healthy but leaving my work till Sunday to chiong D: loll tsk. It's like a life-long 19-year-old problem D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had to mug for marketing quiz - WHICH WAS COMPLETED TODAYYY! It went okay. Some questions I'm not too sure, but I shan't be too hard on myself. I've tried to apply common sense, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I will have to use the break to do my group speech presentation for my elective, and catch up on stats ): stats, yes, very badly. Sighs. And I want to play tennis, and go k, and go for a wax. I'm sure I can utilise the one week well enough. RAHZ. Not to mention there are lots of jcrc stuff that we're just starting on. RA isn't all that slack/easy okay ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and I know it's boring to see people rant about their workload. YAWNS RIGHT. So I shall stop here. Meanwhile, I just want to add that I love my friends. But&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; my roomie can do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I haven't had a roomie dinner/lunch/meal with her yet alright ): okay, I admit I've been out and busy. But so has she D: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;just last night, she abandoned me to my own devices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Though I &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my devices [; &lt;i&gt;hee&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but definitely not least, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I love muel too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BITES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!* I want to get married now now now now &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;. I already have some kids' names ready. Sadly, the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt; Chester Chace Chelsa Cheshire combi is gonna fail ):&lt;/span&gt; cuz muel wants Kelsey for the girl's name. I personally don't like names ending with the sound -ee (no offence to people like debb&lt;b&gt;ie&lt;/b&gt;), because it sounds very act-cutish sometimes. Just &lt;i&gt;sometimes&lt;/i&gt;. But for him, sighs, I'll compromise. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;SEE HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I also have this sudden urge to name my son &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. SO CUTE RIGHT.&lt;i&gt; I KNOWWWWWWW :D&lt;/i&gt; but muel will only allow it if I score 30/30 for marketing quiz ): so anal. I can only hope for the best. And he thinks it suits a girl more&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;. Miss Disney. Mister Disney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Hmm. Actually I think the name is pretty unisex. It's cute both ways. So that's two kids settled. WHOOTS. I want a baby boy first :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. First, get a degree, job, income, house............ etcetera ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, don't worry, I'm not pregnant. I just like to daydream about a familyyyy. I'm 19.5 years old already DDDD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8831711604801412294?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8831711604801412294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/quizzed-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8831711604801412294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8831711604801412294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/quizzed-d.html' title='Quizzed :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-83589830921824075</id><published>2010-10-06T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:26:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadlines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pretty scared now, finally realising that I haven't been doing my work at all ): trying desperately to play catch-up with the work... especially my cores. (Well, obviously my cores.) Stats is scary becauseeeee the textbook's all over the place /: at least for OBD there are headings. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no. OBD is NOT okay. 20% graded ETHICAL ANALYSIS due next monday. So far we've learnt almost nothing on ethics. They're so general, teaching us how to analyse personalities. Definition of motivations and describing the different work environments. AHHHH. How to remember D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I haven't been to mymktlab for Marketing ): I should right. It's 10% leh. At least I use my clickers hahahaha. And quiz next wednesday's 10mcqs! HAHAHA YAYEEEEE. I was so scared, I tried to memorise definitions yesterday D: rah waste my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite sianned now. I have my work to-do's laid out before me but I can't seem to start. I guess I should sleep now and wake earlier tomorrow to do my workkkkk. Yeapppppppppp. Good plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, hall life has been kinda beezee. Eh quite sad I haven't taken part in clan activities at all since... urh. Wow. I can't remember. Since the last (and the first) outing I guess ))): it feels like I'm very out of touch with the people already. Sighs. I know it's my fault luh for being out so much and stuff... I guess it's like how you lose some and you gain some. But well. We'll see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talent time tomorrow LOLL. Gonna win $100 mansxz. Hall 8 you watch out uh. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-83589830921824075?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/83589830921824075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/deadlines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/83589830921824075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/83589830921824075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/10/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3268325503372533501</id><published>2010-09-29T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T17:17:35.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, only one lesson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I woke early to deliver nasi lemak to muel's house. Yes, AWWWWWS please :D hahaha. Then I napped for two hours and did my mktg tutorial for another two hours. And then I bused back to school. Zomg, having done tutorials for the lesson felt real nice :D and the sense of accomplishment! WHOOOOTS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall keep this up for all the other mods. Tomorrow's OBD. Zomg scary words. BUT I WILL SURVIVE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm looking forward to the weekend :D YAYEEEEEEEE :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packed home bedroom last night with sis. Gonna expect a good revamping. Excited too. Zomg I love my life :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3268325503372533501?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3268325503372533501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/wednesday-only-one-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3268325503372533501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3268325503372533501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/wednesday-only-one-lesson.html' title='Wednesday, only one lesson.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3535478605592852650</id><published>2010-09-27T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:07:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELF CONTRACT:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. DnD is OVER. I shall keep distractions minimal, especially till I actually catch up with FOUR WEEKS WORTH OF WORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I shall minimise fb time. Really X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I shall do my tutorials. REALLY DO THEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I shall stop skipping lectures... as much as possible. Applies only to core courses's lectures X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I. SHALL. MUG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want me to share about how dnd was righttttt. Hahahahaha. Eh it was alright. It went over like a whirlwind. Not bad luh, we all had fun :D the most interesting thing was the friendships forged and everything :D yayeee, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh thanks to my cell group from hogc for visiting with the tiara from joy! ZOMG HAHAHA i was crowned before it all began ;D and edlyn zomg I love you and your mum, especially for the sunflower bouquet! :D LOVE LOVE!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love masu and yangzhi for buying the tics (and spending more money on a movie during dnd cuz they didn't stay throughout LOLL). And I love my boyf for coming all the way down just to give me his presence :D hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love M1-5 and F1-4 :D thanks for everything. If time allows, I shall write notes to yall. If time allows X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on the sidenote that may seem random, I really love my boyf [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3535478605592852650?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3535478605592852650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/self-contract.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3535478605592852650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3535478605592852650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/self-contract.html' title='SELF CONTRACT:'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4660632354485402566</id><published>2010-09-23T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:22:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage FRIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full dress rehearsal just now. ZOMG HORRIFYING HAHAHA. It seems like a pretty long night can be expected on Sunday. Gonna party when it's all well and done :D so far it's been pretty fun LOLL. The people are all nice and chilled :D LOVE YALL BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And senior derrick bought PIZZA FOR SUPPER. ZOMGGGG. Damn nice. After my BIG breakfast this morning, the first trace of food I taste in my mouth already hahaha. Whoots. All the 50 crunches and 50 sit ups from the afternoon went to waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From casual wear, beach wear, and slow walks to the ballroom dance, and talent segment... zomg. We're amazing to be able to complete all these in a matter of 4 weeks :O yayeee. Lets hope it all goes well, really. I really love how our seniors focus on us having fun even though we've to really put in the extra effort to practise accordingly :D yayee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love masu and roomie zhi for your undying support [: whoots. HUGGGGS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4660632354485402566?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4660632354485402566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/stage-fright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4660632354485402566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4660632354485402566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/stage-fright.html' title='Stage FRIGHT!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3849270143177154609</id><published>2010-09-23T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T16:46:35.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midautumn festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's midautumn festival is really special :D and I love old airport road taohuay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Page trainings have been horribly tiring D: cuz it takes a lot of prime time of weekdays ie the evenings-nights. Can't do work or meet up with friends for dinner ): but soon, after this Sunday, all will be fine (I hope). Meanwhile, there are jcrc stuff to do too. I dunno why, and if I should run anymore. Sighs. So irritated with myself. And I'm not catching up with all three core courses I took. zzz. And I still suck at public speaking. I basically tremble when giving my speeches. Zomg so useless ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melancholic now. Yeapppp. Sorry. Long time no update and you get to read this junk. I've been supremely busy. Anyways, I shall go write a letter now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata, lovelies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3849270143177154609?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3849270143177154609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/midautumn-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3849270143177154609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3849270143177154609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/midautumn-festival.html' title='Midautumn festival'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7548605437061225142</id><published>2010-09-13T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:21:21.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a nice start to the day :D and ate mac hotcakes, maybe that's why. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to hall, napped longer than I intended to, went to find pris and bought obd textbook... got lost... finally made it to FTR2 instead of TR2... sighs. Still finding my way around the school compound /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very tired. Have some work to prepare for tomorrow tutorial and lessons... zomg. Die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's photoshoot went well. It's an experience haha, though the waiting around part is so not fun. I like my outfittttt. So happy to be able to keep it :D free clothes ftw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of outfits, I have no school wear ): shirts and shorts shall be my staple. Ignore the comm studies girls. loll. And my weight is ballooning. Not that I measured. But it's pretty obvious from the waistline, and it's not just me who thinks so. Sighs. Fatass ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many suppers these last few days. Friday dino outing was kinda a flop. But well, had some fun :D and went to chomp chomp for supper after my first experience with Marche for dinner hahaha. I AM VERY FAT. RAH. Pris on the other hand, eats like a pig and looks like a swan still. Life is just unfair ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the next night supper at muel's house with his friends after a very filling dinner at tastes of thailand. Zomg. I'm going to breakup with him if he makes me look horribler in bikini ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to do my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm quite tired. Slept little. Sighs. Permanent eye bags...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my blog is so dead and boring these days ): blame school. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I forget, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDLYN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She won't see this, but at least I made the effort hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, photobooth update :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/wmuel%2012sept10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/wmuel%2012sept10/th_Photo888.jpg" border="0" alt="muel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/wmuel%2012sept10/th_Photo888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1698846586003754692</id><published>2010-09-09T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:49:27.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Has it been a week since I last updated? D: sorry folks. Yall are probably too busy to be entertained by me anyways, so I shan't feel tooooo bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Lessons have obviously started. And so far, so okay. Been printing notes and buying textbooks (or at least, we tried) with pris. So I feel a little less... of a lazy bum. Whoots :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, and some people have already started mugging already ): I know I should. BUT NO TEXTBOOK. I wanted to mug tomorrow afternoon... ): sighs. I'll find some way to borrow. Zomg I shouldn't have procrastinated buying of textbooks right ): serves me right. Rah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Page training at 7 again. Zomg. Sians ttm. Especially since I want to sleep now ): and I want to go home and wash my clothes ): Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casual wear fitting tomorrow. And there's tennis. And maybe og outing. Saturday service, and maybe birthday celebration. Sunday is a whole day worth of photoshoot. Talk about haps. I hope it all gets better when I'm attuned and have it all under control D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, all I know is that I need my stats and organisational behaviour textbooks ))))))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1698846586003754692?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1698846586003754692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1698846586003754692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1698846586003754692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/it.html' title='It&apos;s another Thursday!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4869014940662028310</id><published>2010-09-02T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:42:02.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall Life: Night One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finished page training. It's actually quite fun HAHAHA. Okay, maybe cuz I'm a narcissist haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came into hall at about 6pm and arranged bits and pieces here and there. It's quite lonely in here ): my idiot of a roomie pangsehed AGAIN. She didn't want to stay in here last night so we went back home after prata supper. And when I asked today, she said she wanna move in on Sunday instead. What the freak ): I hate my roomieeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm so happy I'm online :D Thanks to tower one's roomie for his cable. Zomg. Tomorrow morning, I must remember to buy aircon ppc and get the ethernet cable! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rah. Hungry. Need. Food. I'm always eating late these days ): bad. Bikini fitting yesterday made me cringe to my reflection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EWW TUMMY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please go away. It's not that I hate you... okay, maybe I do. Please don't be upset. You are unwanted. But life's not fair. Not everyone is wanted. So. Please go away )))))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still... I don't wanna starve. FEED ME, SOMEBAHDEEEEEEE ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4869014940662028310?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4869014940662028310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/hall-life-night-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4869014940662028310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4869014940662028310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/hall-life-night-one.html' title='Hall Life: Night One'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3680574275897396428</id><published>2010-08-31T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T18:06:57.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be dirty rich!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, who doesn't. Pfft. Today was a troublesome day. loll my dad wanted to make me apply for TFL, and then decided that interest rates are probably too high, so he wanted to just apply for CPF edu scheme instead. Alright. Took the day to cab to yux's house to retrieve my long lost IC, bus back, apply for SingPass with the IC, and then come home to apply for CPF scheme. Luckily the application procedure is easy online. If not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did I mention that the deadline was today, 31st August? hahaha. My dad had the right to get angry with me I suppose X: along with the fact that I'm not smart enough to get a scholarship and save us the money sighssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, went to nus engine macs to find masu! :D And ningx♥ hahahaa. Then asked other people along loll like muel's bff and bestie. Yayeeeee :D had a very fat meal ): worried for wednesday's beachwear fitting....... my tummy's going to bulge like crazy. UNGLAM OKAY. Zomg I'm gonna die ))))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO PICTURES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and met wny at macs. Zomg. Is pharm so close to engine? hahaha. Anyways, nice seeing you there♥ that's what you call a &lt;b&gt;pleasant&lt;/b&gt; surprise. heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOOK LOTS OF STUPID PICTURES THERE ANYWAYS :D we went to the central library to 'mug'. Let me show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo839.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo842.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo842.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo842.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo848.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo849.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo850.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo850.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo851.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo851.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;masu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo851.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo852.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo853.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo854.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo855.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo855.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo856.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo856.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muel's as fat as guy above D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo857.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;same expression D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo858.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo858.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo859.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo860.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo861.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo861.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo862.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo862.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UGLY FACE HAHAHA. X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo863.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo863.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo864.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo865.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the car home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo866.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when he came over to my place the day before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo811.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo811.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo814.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo814.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo817.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo819.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo819.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo838.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You should see his earstud. SOOOOO CUTE. It's my sis's I think, not mine. SHHH. Anyways, I tried to fit in by putting on the magnetic studs. HAHAHA so cute! I should buy more of those. But I realised that they might as well be disposable studs. I lost them both by the end of the night /: stupid sia hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENLARGE TO READ MY HEARTBREAKING LOVE STORY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Picture2.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Picture5.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture9.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Picture9.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Picture8.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all because of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Picture6.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sad. This kind of guy also have. Okay my english is getting very broken by the day. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3680574275897396428?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3680574275897396428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-to-be-dirty-rich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3680574275897396428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3680574275897396428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-to-be-dirty-rich.html' title='I want to be dirty rich!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/visit%20nus%20aug10/th_Photo839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8154471064001044424</id><published>2010-08-30T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:45:00.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall 8, Block 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hullo friends, I'm back again :D with updates on my hall stuff. Damn, I think Kairos really made me love hall a lot......... AND I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED HALL YET D: LOLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must not neglect my studies for hall. I must not neglect my studies for hall. I must not neglect my studies!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I've gotten quite a few reasons to neglect stuff like my studies... zomg this is very bad D: I must prioritiseeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, lets just talk about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with some of the Kairos people for lunch. Less than 'some' actually. Just rachel and tower one and his roomie... sorry I forgot his name again /: chinese names haha. Oops, that's like saying my name sucks too. Hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ate thai express... I think I really don't enjoy thai food unless it's tomyum. YUMS HAHA. So anyways, yeah we just sat around and talkedddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then emilene and her cousin enxuan (like her very feminine name!!) dropped by for a while. Then my roomie came! ROOMIE I HEART YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At about 1.30pm we left for the 199. Saw a couple of hall 8 people there. Like my sp and his x-clan friend. Took the bus with much anticipation!! On the way, saw lots of people at every bus stop holding up signs for Malaysian freshmen. And wth yz was like 'they're calling out to you'. PFFT. I'm a true blue Singaporean alright. I came here when I was what, 3? 4???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bused till it's hall 8 :D hahaha. Went to the office straight... there was a queue outside the office, but we just went in and we were like... wow why so fast. Then yz and I realised we were kind of by ourselves in the freshmen queue LOLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently the others were waiting till blk 41 gets filled up before moving into the office cuz they want 42 and 43 instead. And no one wants 44 but there was not much of a threat of getting 44 so early. So they waited anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor yz and I were fretting and everything, thinking we would have next to zero hall social life in the following year to come cuz we obviously got 41 so early in the queue... We decided to brazen through it all anyways, since she desperately wanted to meet Moth after collecting our keys. Pfft. Lousy reason, I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got our keys and I dejectedly complained and begged everyone I see outside the office to not ostracise us 41-ers. Sighs. Though I kept coming up with the defence that it's the person, not the crowd or location, that makes her cool. Ahem. So there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I still think that my 'reason' is kind of just a small consolation... but well, I tried to make myself feel better x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the keys and stuff and went to inspect our room! It's quite neat and nice :D tiny but still. It's a cheap hall, and it's improved for YOG already, so we should be happy :D heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've decided to move in on Tuesday night :D and spend Tuesday afternoon cleaning up and moving stuff and try and get settled in.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; ANYONE FREE ON TUESDAY AFTERNOON CAN CRASH I.E. HELP OUT WITH THE CLEANING :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seniors said the rooms are quite clean already and don't need much area cleaning. I beg to differ. Though fine, the conditions are surprisingly quite good. But I don't like the dust hahaha. And I want to feel completely at home. So we'll clean! I bet it'll be the fun kind if tiring during cleaning anyways, hahaha. Yayeeeeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we stay on level 2! :D so there's no need to climb up and down too much hahaha. And it's kind of near the middle of the level, so we don't have to fear disturbances of people walking buy for visiting or stuff. I have it all worked out. The location is kind of okay :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lingered around, complained and whined to my ogmates, inspected the room some more... and then we left! Yz went to meet Moth and I was left on my own ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home and lazed around... on msn, gk told me that a lot more kairos are in 41. ZOMG SO HAPPY CAN :D I was so afraid they would ostracise me. BUT AHEM. Now we can ostracise 43 ;D HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just kidding. I'm lame this way x: heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy now :D muel met mum tonight. Mum seems okay with muel :D yayee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh wish tomorrow would come faster. And I wish I knew what to do for add/drop tomorrow! Still yet to find elects to aim for D: oh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ALL THE BEST, ALL NTU FRESHIES :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8154471064001044424?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8154471064001044424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-8-block-41.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8154471064001044424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8154471064001044424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-8-block-41.html' title='Hall 8, Block 41'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3549128827992101256</id><published>2010-08-27T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T02:46:04.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAIROS, KAIROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had clan outing today :D good attendance :D if people weren't so sick from the camp, I'll bet the attendance would have gone over 30 hahaha. KAIROS ROCKS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoghurt outing where buddy gave us a lot of yoghurt and a lot of toppings LOLL. Damn goooood. HTHT'd and everything. Then had steamboat at tiantian at bugis. Rofl, reminisced about camp and crapped about clubbing and talked about what blocks to move into at hall 8! I've decided on 42, cuz addison can cook for us more easily then LOLL. And I'll drag yz along cuz she has little opinion anyways ;D YAYEE ROOMIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got ourselves a tamagotchi each yesterday :D kairos seniors were saying I should've gotten digimons /: but tamagotchi's more classic right? HAHAHA. It's quite cheap. $15/each from kiddy palace! Yz's called Moth. Mine's LS. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=25082010983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_25082010983.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yz got her bolster and bedsheet set :D ZOMG SO EXCITED! Moving in on Wednesday :D I think. Collecting keys on Sunday. Supper and hall activities! WHOOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got ml and pris in every tutorial so I know that I most probably won't be alone during lessons :D SO HAPPY! Not everyone's as lucky as me, so I'm counting my blessings :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HALL CAMP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice breaker games and night games. Started out a little boring. Was kind of sianned that the clan was this big. Amazing how I like everyone by the end of the camp :D Kairos love is all-encompassing HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dirty night activities!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;camo cream all over D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16082010959.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_16082010959.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk at the school for spastic children! Quite interesting, though I dozed off during the addresses sorry x: tiredddd. Didn't start off the camp well rested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;changing for pool games!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010960.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010960.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010961.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010962.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;changed after pool games! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;denise has the funniest look LOLL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010964.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010964.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010965.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010966.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010967.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010967.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17082010969.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010969.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pool games! I didn't once look at my reflection when I was in my swimsuit. ZOMG EMBARRASSING rainbow colour tankinis ): talk about being AA. Damn stupid me for not having had the foresight to buy something else beforehand. But whatever. I've learnt confidence. Ahem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fright night. The night I got crowned as Hall 8 Scream Queen (the "third couple"). Worst night of my life. And my clan won't make me forget it. Especially those seniors who were the 'ghosts' and got the brunt of my vocal prowess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fright night's food-dye blood /:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_17082010970.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Three&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing race. I never liked Amazing race since tri-uni cuz we had like two days worth of that for tri-u. At least Dino was a pretty chillax, slacking og. Kairos was trying to reign champion for the 5th year in a row... so we chionged like mad. Championed the race :D still can't believe it. We chomped down mealworms to complete the race............................ remember how I used to scream at the worms and frogs during tri-u's amazing race. Zomg now I feel like a new reborn person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got rewarded with a Cup Walker bubble tea each, seniors' treat. ZOMG I LOVE KAIROS SENIORS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SP Initiation. Horribly fun LOLL. The way we got dirty and everything. It made the whole SP thing less awkward. As in, we weren't forced to just talk all the way but the seniors made us go through station games sort of things blindfolded. Scary, yes, but kind of fun :D though we ended up smelling stupid. At least I was lucky to be one of the first to get to bathe X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Four&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Field games! Gross like maddddd. The... mud and everything. Even mass taupok. But it was fun :D we almost won. If not for some clan politics LOLL. Okay fine, just kidding. Not bearing a grudge or anything. Awws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By today, I was seriously sick. What made things worse was that I forgot to take the panadols that I'd been taking for the past two days that morning and my temperature was running aflame. After lunch, before field games finale, I went to bathe and rest with rachel who was kinda sick too hahaha. We had to go off earlier anyways to prepare for the night, so we left. Got to bathe early again (heeeeee, it's a luxury) and then napped after pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had to change for SP night and everything. Went to the function room place to practise walking with the rest of the pageant people. Alright. Don't hyperventilate and die. But I'm in hall pageant... yeah, not that I want to insult the committee cuz they are a bunch of really sweet people. But their choice with me is seriously mindboggling LOLL. I'll just enjoy the ride while it lasts :D And my pageant partner, who's also my sp, is pretty funny LOLL. He has no guts like me, as his fright night story can testify. So glad rachel's in it with me :D so I didn't have to make new friends immediately haha. I was sick okayyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;having fun with my sp present :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010974.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010974.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010975.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010976.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010976.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010977.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010977.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010978.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010978.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010979.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010980.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010981.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010981.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010982.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010971.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010972.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19082010973.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_19082010973.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SP night games were kinda funnyyy. And I love Band 8. So proud of the hall's jamming band :D they're good :D love the female vocalist. GOOD VOICE :DDDDDD I want to learnnnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home right after the thing ended. Dead beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Five&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to ntu to settle hall fees $320. And then spent the day out of camp and resting. Went to pasir ris park in the evening for camp finale - CAMPFIRE! Super high :D it was drizzling and ground was muddy and bullfrogs were burping... but still loved it. Put up our clan item :D it was really quite cute, the skit and the dance. We didn't win but the item was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;THAT'S VERY HOT ;DDD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEER FIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE WON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scream Queen saved the day :D I'm very proud of my clan and myself okay. HAHAHA. We really put our lives (and voices) on the line. I exhausted my diaphragm halfway into the five-minutes fight and then just threw caution to the winds and used my throat voice. Throbbing, cancerous growth in my throat for the week to come. But still :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE CHEEEEEERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecstasy, moonlight banana, hot, g-o-o-d j-o-b, etc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collected goodie bag and siamed! HAHAHAHA. I love my clan :D but rest is important too LOLL. I love my chauffeur d:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY, summarised my hall camp already. It was really fun. The people made everything so much better. We'll be sticking together for a year alright :D YAYEEEEEEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;One, we are the kairos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two, we still can't hear you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three, a little louder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Four, MORE MORE MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3549128827992101256?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3549128827992101256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kairos-kairos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3549128827992101256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3549128827992101256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kairos-kairos.html' title='KAIROS, KAIROS'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/hallcamp%20and%20post/th_25082010983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7982156444219940453</id><published>2010-08-24T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T15:10:16.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't stalk me :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 595px; height: 198px;" src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/Picture1-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIMETABLE! It's quite messy. I need to do up an excel sheet that looks more chronological than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7982156444219940453?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7982156444219940453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-dont-stalk-me-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7982156444219940453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7982156444219940453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-dont-stalk-me-d.html' title='Please don&apos;t stalk me :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8010978159650710752</id><published>2010-08-22T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:44:08.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAIROS, WAZZUPPPP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Believe it, I'm still recovering from camp fatigue. And especially still recovering from the fever, sorethroat and flu oneiros passed me over the last six days D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT IT WAS ALL SO FUN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I had my reservations, but zomg KAIROS IS LOVE :D I love my clan mates hahaha. And we all got closer towards the last few days of course. K clan love :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Activities were generally very fun and I screamed like mad. Fright night was... very memorable D: and SP initiation was actually fun, which cannot be said the same for triuni's haha, even though we all got downright dirtyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of things :D shall blog again when I have the time. Meanwhile, camp fatigue remember. My diaphragm's aching from all the coughing, and I feel like I'm growing a tumour in my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lots of other things happened [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8010978159650710752?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8010978159650710752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kairos-wazzupppp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8010978159650710752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8010978159650710752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kairos-wazzupppp.html' title='KAIROS, WAZZUPPPP'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-167973258183839870</id><published>2010-08-15T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:31:53.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh I think I think too much. Some things are just best left simplified to the barest terms right? loll, okay, I shall just do that. Yes or no. Lets go :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-167973258183839870?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/167973258183839870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/167973258183839870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/167973258183839870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-much.html' title='Too much.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2689478485868897274</id><published>2010-08-13T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:54:32.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's seven kinds of weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. I know I haven't updated in more than a while. Haha, and soon I'll be off for hall camp, so just a heads-up to blog stalkers here ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days, I've been rather busy. Yesterday I was out till 1.30am. And today visited debs cuz she was sick D: was. She immediately got better by the end of MY visit ;D my presence is just so awesome LOLL. Then had two hours of tuition immediately afterwards at 7-9pm. Zomg brain cells overkill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm kind of just nua-ing. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't feel like going for hall camp anymore. Looked at packing list and got stunned by the ginormous amount to pack D: damn. I could shift my whole wardrobe to camp alright loll. Sians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2689478485868897274?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2689478485868897274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-seven-kinds-of-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2689478485868897274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2689478485868897274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-seven-kinds-of-weird.html' title='It&apos;s seven kinds of weird.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6110764939977152386</id><published>2010-08-09T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:45:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>45 years is a long time [:</title><content type='html'>Here comes national day :D hahaha.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Happy National Day everyone, Singaporeans and foreigners alike! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to meet masu at 4, but I backed out. Then out of guilt, I agreed to go with her when she invited me again for the evening. But I think she has company now WINKS. Whew. I hope she doesn't want me for tonight. Don't like to rush with the crowd and sitting on the mrt on the way home x: And I really need to fulfill this challenge my friend posed me last night at 3-4am. Finish Matthew and Mark by today! LOLL. Zomg Matthe has what 28 chapters? I think. Anyways, it's pretty long... so I think I shall aim to finish Matthew today, not both X: haha I'm still not very holy ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis was crying again just now D: cuz her stupid boyfriend didn't want to spend national day together and watch the fireworks together. Earlier during brunch at subway, she was mourning that they missed 8 firework displays already, cuz for four years, they didn't watch them together on new years and national days. Haha, hopeless romantic, her. So I was comforting her and was gonna go get my phone from the living room to call her idiot of a boyfriend when said boyfriend materialised at the door, pressing the doorbell. Zomg. Talk about telepathy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my baby sister is happy now :D I really love her. This year, we've come to be closer, by God's grace and everything. It's really pretty amazing and I love it. Sadly, I have to leave for halls for a year... will see her less often. But it's alright, a new phase in our relationship will promote growth right? :D I love challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if it's my turn to be happy, I will just need to be left alone at home, reading my bible and having people to sms/msn to when I need to socialise. Just hoping that masumon won't be digging me out with the guilt shovel x: heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6110764939977152386?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6110764939977152386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/45-years-is-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6110764939977152386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6110764939977152386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/45-years-is-long-time.html' title='45 years is a long time [:'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8240398865999561119</id><published>2010-08-08T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:25:59.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall 8 gogogo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. Finally updating :D whew. Lots of interesting stuff happened over the last few days. Whooots! For one, we've gotten news from our halls :D We're in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hall 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! It's one of the best in our cluster according to reags the senior hahaha. SO ALL'S GOOD :D after yz got back from korea and we get to shop for our room stuff, we'll be the happiest 19 year-olds on earth :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As predicted, it was pretty packed. I began the day&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt; sick and moaning from my cramps D:&lt;/span&gt; I think I must have mentioned that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;I hate being a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at least a dozen times on my blog over the last few years (since I started blogging regularly in j1). I STILL RATHER WISH I WERE A BOY. But God must have chosen me to be a girl cuz I'm strong enough to live through the cramps... zomg. I shall endure. With the help of the pink pills. And I will pray that they won't damage my womb's capacity to produce four kids in the future /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so that's the foundation of friday. Pain. HAHA. It's there all the time. So I cancelled tuition in the morning... and went to church near noon. Met up, had an hour long prayer session... which didn't feel as long as an hour. It's frigging cool! :D&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; I should love praying more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then sam started this love foundation thing with shers and I. It's quite interesting. Am I a very loving person? Haha, people from church can be so odd sometimes. OKAY FINE I AM ODD TOO. Everyone is. Fineeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last two hours in church was spent at choir practice :D it was very very fun and enriching. Clara is such a wonderful, bubbly, talented girl! :D if I knew her earlier, I would have totally spammed my phone bills to get her to the champion spot in campus superstar. SHE'S JUST SO NICE, WARM AND FUN!! She's my idol now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A song that I particularly love right now is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Help Me by Christian City Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It's super groovy and rock :D LOVE THE COMBINATION. The lyrics also appeal to me at this phase in life. Whoots. HELP ME in a defiant tone haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it all ended at 7pm, rushed to meet yz at the airport. Met moth at tanah merah. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Moth is a really interesting boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He looks 16, but he's actually 21. Hahaha. Okay luh, moth and yz make a really cute couple so now I don't hate him as much as I once did d:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we hung around at t2 coffee bean and stuff till yz arrived at about 8.15pm? With her parents in tow. Hahaha I have this feeling that yang papa and yang mama likes me :D they probably think that I will be a very good roomie to yz seeing that I was nice enough to even go down to send their pretty little daughter off :D HEEEHEEEEEE.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; I've always loved the idea of being a family friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to any of my friend ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I told moth too much stuff about myself cuz he started calling me this name I absolutely hate. And no one ever used it on me before. The worst part is he got masu and yz to join in too ): and the name doesn't even have an ounce of truth to it luh. So unjustified. At least his nick Moth reflects him for who he is alright D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trick of the day was what I did to moth. I am very proud of it. As reviewed by him, he said, "I still can't believe you did that". LOLL. He seriously needs to loosen up a little. And hit the gym soon when his leg's better. See, all I did was snatch the book from under his arm, and slide it down his stomach so that it reveals a t... bulge. AHAHA. I'm a genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masu kept laughing though. It's a good thing I suppose. I traded her my entertainment with her mini Singapore flag. So cute :D I like the small flags hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;KISSED YZ OFF :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; made her promise to buy lots of facial stuff, and room decor stuff :D she said okay so I believe her hahaha. Then trained home with masu and moth. We sat on the floor ): so unglam. But it's like edlyn's rule. When one person sits down, the rest will follow. Stupid masu D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choired :D it was my last session, cuz I fulfilled four duties already... haha. I love choir :D it's so fun and exciting! Singing and doing the actions together. And our conductors are so lovely, like clara and stella. Hahaha. And it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;the only ministry I have in common with ed and shers /: &lt;/span&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Graduated with an orange muffin&lt;/span&gt; :D haha shers had all of it while I took a bite. It's just not my scene hee X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eds didn't come for service yesterday /: she was sickkkk ): did up &lt;b&gt;a get well soon card&lt;/b&gt; as per sam's orders :D&lt;b&gt; I'M VERY PROUD OF IT.&lt;/b&gt; It's a very nicely layered card. It's the third card I've done in like three weeks? Haha I'm a superwoman. And I don't know how I can come up with fresh ideas each time round. Whoa, amazed. Praying helps :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delivered it to eds' house in potong pasir. The ulu opposition party constituency. Yup. Bused past &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;geylang&lt;/span&gt; from church alright. It is dangerous okay, it was like 9 plus at that time. And the streets there were abuzz with you-know-what activities. Supper, durians and all la hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to her place safely though :D and she came down to meet me. We went to her playground next to the pool where there were people bbq-ing and&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; talked for more than an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!! HAHAHA. Talked about our fasts, prayers and books... &lt;b&gt;NAH&lt;/b&gt; NOT THAT HOLY D: instead, she told me about her rag stuff and I told her stuff about... everything luh LOLL. I love her you knowwww AWWS EDS! And not to forget, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;we talked about boys&lt;/span&gt;. HEE. We're late teens with raging hormones hahaha &lt;i&gt;just kiddin&lt;/i&gt;g. She has these super hot seniors... one of whom is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ): I'm quite disappointed. He's the one who looks like mec. Sighs. I just hope that he's at least &lt;i&gt;bi&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trained to church with charlotte. Zomg she cut her hair into a pixie-do. It's boyish short. Zomg she is very very very brave LOLL. But she still looks very pretty :D of course, with her eyes and cute little build... pfft unfair. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps Mark Conner was really inspiring today, and he was really really funny haha. Australian humour. Or something. Hee. I'll be a church builder with refined tools [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had tuition just now till 9.15pm. I still think my tutee's very pretty [: I should fb her soon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;National day is tomorrow :D I'm quite excited. I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; wanna watch NDP ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no ticket. It costs $120 if you buy it illegally off the Internet now. Don't ask how I found out. I wasn't the one who checked it up hahaha. We hung up the flag at the window a week plus ago :D if we had a car, you can bet we'll stick up the flag at the antenna or wherever too :D HEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing on tomorrow I think... good day to rest and watch Ip Man at home on chU/8. Though it'll be in friggin Mandarin. Kills my moooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy 45th, Singapore :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8240398865999561119?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8240398865999561119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-8-gogogo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8240398865999561119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8240398865999561119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-8-gogogo.html' title='Hall 8 gogogo!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6957161466304762579</id><published>2010-08-05T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:56:39.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALL NUMBER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYEE ROOMIE-TO-BE :D It's finally here! I mean, finally TO-BE HERE :D HAHAHA. Okay I'm super excited. HALLS! :D I think after a while of living in, this excitement will die down. But as of now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm super anxious and I can't wait to move out of my house man&lt;/span&gt;. My mum just nagged at me about housework ): I hope yz doesn't do that. In fact,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; I hope she does all of it and I can just rest and mug my way to first class honours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. Okay, you know I'm kidding right, roomie-to-be? X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I just went into NTU Undergraduate Acceptance portal page to do random checks to see if I missed any deadline for anything important (the last time I did that, I saved my arse cuz it was just &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; days before the dreadful deadline&lt;/i&gt; for Tuition Grant applications). So far, nothing much. And somehow, some link brought me to halls'... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Zomg I nearly forgot about applying. Thought they were gonna send us another mailer. But they didn't. So, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THANK GOODNESS I STUMBLED ONTO THE PAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Deadline for application is Saturday! (Which is also &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; days from today LOLL&lt;i&gt; I think the HS is guiding me! THANK YOU!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! Just signed up :D Excited. I really hope it's funnnn. If not me will be very sadz ))))): Shall be optimistic. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;With me and yz around, anything can be fun :D or at least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;FUNNAYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :D HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I digressed actually. I was gonna mention that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;HALLS APPLICATION RESULTS ARE RELEASED &lt;b&gt;TOMORROWWWW&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D I'm soooo excited! Hopefully we get into the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;YOG rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; man :D they look goooood! HAHA. And if it's not too much to ask for, I really pray that it won't be located too far away from NBS. Luckily NBS and yz's school of science and applied mathematics (or something) are pretty near to each other :D so if anything, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;we can walk to school together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from hall everyday. HEHEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though yz's moth was saying I should get a, in his words, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;hot ass boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; from hall since I was so bored and smsing yz via him one day (she has an annoying habit of not bringing her phone/not charging it). I replied that yz would probably attract all the attention away since she's so hot and funnaye HAHAHAHA. Okay, I'm very high now. Chill, zp. Chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's going off to SOUL tomorrow with her parents. I was lamenting to her how she should have told me earlier and I could've gotten my parents to sponsor me on a joint trip so she wouldn't be so lonely with just her parents... And cuz &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really wanna go to korea la X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. So we're gonna send her off tomorrow :D will be at paya lebar in the evening anyways hahaha. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;AND WILL MISS HER A LOT ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Oh well. Will be seeing her till I get sick of her hilarious voice in the year to come anyways. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Plus she promised to bring home some korean Rain :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there's that. As I said, I'm gonna be damn packed for tomorrow. So this evening and night of chilling is pretty timely. Whew. I shall be stalking my gmail from my phone while I'm out all day tomorrow. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;MUST GET INTO PRETTY HALLS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; only Halls 3, 8 - 16 are air-conditioned. So... I think I like the number 12 :D HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I shall be happy if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;the room is pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;the location is convenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;, AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;THE PEOPLE AROUND ARE &lt;i&gt;AWESOME BALLS OF FUN AND NICENESS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I can be very easily contented, can't I ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6957161466304762579?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6957161466304762579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6957161466304762579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6957161466304762579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/hall-number.html' title='HALL NUMBER...'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2827408603426094727</id><published>2010-08-05T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:54:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitmentphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to commit, I want to be carefree D: okay, not very mature. But still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today... went to rj for the first time. Surprised charms cuz she seemed stressed these days /: A levels have this effect on people. Though my sister seems fine. Different people experience pressure in different ways I guess. I grew fat under pressure. Still am suffering from the aftermath. Z ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired, lost two hours plus of sleep again yesterday. And I'm reflecting on myself. I don't like what I see ): wish I have purer thoughts (no, not in that way, pervs), but I don't /: zomg I need to pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuition today is postponed to tomorrow morning. It'll be jampacked, tomorrow, tuition, meetings, choir practice... and then there's choir on Saturday. Two more sessions and I will be off choir ministry /: dunno if it's a good or bad thing. It's fun you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I might be going to msia for the national day weekend. Will you miss me when I'm gone? [: haha. Still thinking if going away for two/three days is worth the trouble of getting past the customs, the queues and crammed-ness of the mode of transport. At least this time, my sister would be there if we're going. Along with her boyfriend. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2827408603426094727?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2827408603426094727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/commitmentphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2827408603426094727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2827408603426094727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/commitmentphobia.html' title='Commitmentphobia'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1230440100773451622</id><published>2010-08-04T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:07:00.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KBox is in English</title><content type='html'>:D KBOXED WITH IRAS EXCOLLS :D I love my iras excolleague little group :D it's just so easy to hang out hahaha. Hope basy and lizah are doing well for their a's preparations now though /: full outing after A levels mansxz!!! :DDD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayeeee today in attendance, we had sade, fad, daryl and jon :D five lovely girls getting high in room no. 12 at marina sq's kbox :D HAHAHA. Eh, they drove us out a little before 5.30pm though ): mean staff they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, rocking to Linkin Park, Kelly Clarkson, Evanescence etc just made me damn high and then there are silly songs like Baby (BIEBER LOVE HAHAHA) and Starstruckk! Whooots! Lets hang out more often HAHAHA and we could go mug togethersxzxz! HEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which, met up with ohna and yy at marina sq. HAHAHA I LOVE HOW THEY WERE AT FUNAN WHEN I WAS K-ING. So near :D heee. Spent the entire day at marina sq :D had kenny rogers dinner. Ohna grabbed the chicken quarters while I shared pot pie with yy. Wisest decision ever made cuz the sides plus the pot pie made us damn bloated already. HAHAHA. Very value for money, kenny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WE HAD HTHT. Sorta :D I like to use HTHT now. It makes me feel more... uhm, closer to humans hahaha. Instead of just saying chilling and stuff... HTHT! Heeee. Yy told us about her life and she's so interesting as always LOLL. Hopefully will be seeing her around more often since she's going NIE. Weird, but yeah she is D: and she's gonna drive me someday. See, I'm bestowing on her such great privileges already :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked so much junk, exposing facets of our lives hahaha since we haven't met in such a bloody long time there were really lots of junk to dig out and make resurfaced again luh. Then took the train home with ohna, who didn't want to be home so early so we crapped at west mall some more, while walking around to find her a laptop case till we were tired and slacked at BK. HTHT-ed. LOLL yeah, I had to use that word d:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, ml was sick and couldn't join us today /: NEXT WEEK WE FOUR ARE MEETING UP :D so happy. I feel like I might be able to fill up my weekdays come second week of august :D excitedddd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Junk post. No pictures oops. Jon and fad have them on fb anyways :D I LOVE PERSONAL PHOTOGRAPHERS ;D;D;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1230440100773451622?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1230440100773451622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kbox-is-in-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1230440100773451622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1230440100773451622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/kbox-is-in-english.html' title='KBox is in English'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4113249727408228936</id><published>2010-08-03T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:07:02.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML. GO AWAY AUNTY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so saddened ): and sorry to yz and her moth. Sighs. We should've thought more maturely before we acted... loll. DAMN IT. I admit it was immature and stupid of us to decide to tag the guys in the picture of the article of Men's Health. But still, the aunt needs to loosen up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Internet is a scary place to dwell in ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4113249727408228936?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4113249727408228936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/fml-go-away-aunty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4113249727408228936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4113249727408228936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/fml-go-away-aunty.html' title='FML. GO AWAY AUNTY.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1885720797082409977</id><published>2010-08-03T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:51:40.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday wheeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of yz, I'll never look at two 50 cents coins the same way ever D: grossed out ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke at 2pm today! :D SOOOOO HAPPY :D Finally. 13 hours worth of sleep. THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL A HOLIDAY, PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've nothing on except for tuition at 7pm today. Shall dig yz out. But it's already near 3pm D: maybe I should just mug my&lt;i&gt; Investment for Dummies&lt;/i&gt; for a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1885720797082409977?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1885720797082409977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesday-wheeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1885720797082409977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1885720797082409977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesday-wheeee.html' title='Tuesday wheeee!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6222410631875530657</id><published>2010-08-02T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:18:26.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swensons icecream buffet! dino bbq!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you're thinking of seeing pictures grace this blog in the next millennium to come, think again :D blame my mum for having given birth to such a lazybumass like me. hahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THEY DID NOT BITCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BUT THEY DURIAN'D LIKE MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, SWENSONS ICE CREAM BUFFET! :D Consolation: pictures are on fb. I'm not gonna kope and upload them here. The last century, I did something like that before. But now I've aged and grown this much wiser. *nod wisely*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. ICE CREAM BUFFET!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, I skipped steps. Hahaha. I woke so early at 0940 and got ready to go out. Whoots! Was a little late and poor jay had to wait (again) :D hahaha sowwieee. AND I SAW WEINS. Can you believe. The weins. LOLL. I feel like I only knew her through her blog. But at least I knew her :D *know, sorry hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we exchanged stories and basically just chilled. I think I was being strange again, like eddie kept saying that about me. HAHAHA. Sorry, I could entertain myself 24/7 if I wanted to, that's why [: and I kept pestering her to let me help her out with her nus rag stuff cuz there's this usp senior she found mec-looking except with more brains apparently, cuz he's usp too. Hahahaha. And me being me... I WANT TO KNOW HIM. Okay, more like I'll just watch him from afar like I do with all my ecs. Still. It's better than moping about at home righttt :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tragedy of it all is that I couldn't seem to eat my $22-something worth of icecream and dessert ): Unlike the wolfy duo who downed 13 scoops of durian with minimal help from me and jay. Seriously. No kidding. ZOMGLY! And I just want to point out that mushroom flavour was the worst while rockmelon was the best :D hahaha. Actually, I quite liked durian too... but 13 scoops are seriously just insane, people. In. Sane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to go back again... for the waffles. The crispy at the edges, and buttery at the center waffles! Though I would probably just order them ala carte or sneak them from the table the next time I go... maybe one year later [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THE BEACHES :D we're a little weird. Odd. But it's all fine in the name of fun [: and we especially have to keep in contact, with jay in the center of the circle, cuz he has thick padding in his palm near the bottom of his thumb. And he's gonna be a lawyer. $300/hour. I DIDN'T EVEN EARN THAT MUCH IN A &lt;i&gt;WEEK&lt;/i&gt; BEFORE. Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there. We had to leave cuz everyone has their thing on in the evening. Awws. But it was fun while it lasted :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weins took the train with me till she alighted at amk. Awws, I really like the feisty chao ahlian-lookalike girl hahaha :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with jims at cck :D:D pris was very late loll the princess she is and all :O HEE. WE WENT TO MORE THAN WORDS (or issit minitoons uh??) TO SHOP HAHA. Or at least, I did.  Jims helped to choose. I got stuff for roomie-to-be and myself :D so happyyyyy! CUZ IT WAS SO CHEAP! Like 77% discount can :D HAHAHA. We're gonna hang that in our room. Whoots. I feel certain of my future alreadyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there was this tap thing that fascinated me a little at that shop. I took a few seconds faster than jims to understand how it works. SO I'M SMARTER. HAHAHAHAHA. Okay, sorry that was a random insecure alter ego of me speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went down to find lynus afterwards... I forgot to ask him if he's lynus or linus. Z. I swear there's a hole in my brain. Swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then butty arrived in a pretty little mercs in all of his horizontal green-and-white striped glory and we all set off to rescue the princess from a huge, dangerous, and pretty primitive estate... after fighting our way past the very complicatedly jammed paths leading to her... flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was that a run-on sentence? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;DINOES EAT FIRE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;AND COAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;AND MOREEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then we arrived at a property that is probably three times the size of my house and, along with gabriel and leonard who were already there, started... I forgot what came first. Set up the fire? Oh, yeah, that :D bandhero was a little after. ZOMG LOVE BAND HERO *SQUEAL LIKE AGNES*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;IT'S SO FUN I'M GONNA DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAND HERO! No details needed. I was so happy with the drums. And guitar. Whatever. Yayee! And then played pool with princess for a few rounds. It would have made wy laugh if she saw me play D: anyways, I lost terribly. Pris is goooood O: surprisingly HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went down and bbq'd. It's sad that no one else knew about the mushroom+cheese thing. WHAT'S BBQ IF YOU DON'T HAVE THAT?? So, I practically saved all ten of us present from being suakus by introducing the dish :D HEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my stomach hasn't been feeling well since the onslaught of icecream down my throat and into my overworked digestive system. Or else I would have eaten more D: not that there was a lotttt of food. Still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bbq'd in peace (kinda) till debs arrived. And she started polluting my ears and mind-raped me. Zomg. LOLL okay fine I shan't act so pious. I know I'm not HAHAHA. Dammit. Still, it was interesting hahahaha. Anyways, trouble was her food. Potatoes. Pfft. Corn. Pfffft. CHEESEY MUSHROOMS though, yums! MEAT TOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SIDENOTE: baby lizard in the house FIRE-ENGINE-RED ALERT! ZOMG. FREAK. My dad just wrapped it in tissue and kept it in his pocket. I think. I had to slap his hand countless times before he got up to do just that. ZOMG MY DAD IS SO CREEPY D:*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back on track. Played some lame games to pass time. Deb's idea was to play this ask-questions game. I pretty much sucked at it while the guys like leonard, gabe and nat and debs were pretty gross. Ahem. My only winning moment was my question on deb's virginity. Urh, when was your last period again? [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I think I flew around here and there before going up to be a heroine again [: I love saving the world. With my voice and music abilities. WHOOTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay damn I'm getting very long-winded. But people who read this prolly are like me, bored and not doing much on weekdays before school starts. So.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playeddddd. Till people started leaving and all. Zomg my dad's xo chabot is messing with my head currently. Urh. Never mind. After 10 there were only lynus pris jims debs and i left. Do you count butty? But it's his house anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how, but they seem to be able to carry on with pool and/or guitar hero for the next dunno-how-many hours. I lost track. I don't look at the time nowadays unless I have dates planned [: (and even doing so doesn't make me punctual for them hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what I did. I think I alternated between being quiet, irritating, and participating then :D hahaha. I wanted to play card games D: when we were settled to play poker with pris and jims, I got lured by Hinder on drums. Z sowwieeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at dunno-what hour in the early morning/late late night, pris and jims had to leave one after another /: I revel in my freedom to stay out late :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played card games FINALLY! Bridge :D which was fine I think. WE SHOULD HAVE PLAYED MONOPOLY DEAL. It's shooo fun even on repeats! :D though I always lose. But it's fine too, cuz stupid people have more fun :D RIGHT IN YOUR FACE, BRAINS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when lynus left, there was the problem of san1 que1 yi1 and there was no more card ): so played the comps, and camwhored :D I love camwhoring. Though the best software so far is still PhotoBooth :D Entertaining. Apparently not entertaining enough for debs cuz she insisted on sleeping anyways, and butty was showing me peter chao's videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a retard. Define 'he' in the previous sentence yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amir is funnier :D with Jake of course. HAHAHA. And nothing beats Bobby Lee at playing dumb!!!!! 'Sometimes I do.' Yes, I know you do, bobby [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then butty abandoned me too and I watched jakeandamir on yt and realised that... THEY HAVE OTHER YT USERNAMES. So there are more videos that just what they have on the 'official' page. HAPPINESS :D until stupid acer shutdown-ed on me ): meanie. Apples are better than Acer in so many ways anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fell asleep for half an hour. Woke, lagged, HOME! :D bam. Bathed, ate the potato chips that have been tempting me for days with my sister (so I don't feel as guilty), slept... till 2+ D: why couldn't I sleep more than 4/5 hours everyday? ))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Roomie, swat the Moth away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So that we can you-jump-I-jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with yz today! After........ I lost count. FINALLY MOTH IS AWAY AT NUS OWEEK :D So I have her to myself for four days, till she leaves for Seoul. That little traitor. I asked her to bag home a cute korean boy for me :D man, I mean. If his name was Rain... then all the better, of course [: what's not to love about the moisture in hot, hot Singapore :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagged at Subway, exchanged stories! AND READ &lt;b&gt;MEN'S HEALTH&lt;/b&gt; TOGETHER! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fun fact: the average Singaporean has a pee size of about 3.5 inches to 5.9 inches. Males, of course.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask how we came to the topic. If I want to tell, I'll tell. If not, zip up :D it means you're not mature enough to hear it yet. Anyways, yz has troubles imagining lengths from their numbers on paper. So having been well-versed in my new 3.5 inches heels which I wore the two days before (I made it a heels day for the beaches though weins backed out... at least eddie wore her pwetty boots!!), I decided to fold the napkin into the length of 3.5in that I could recall from the morning before. Hmm. I have to say. We weren't impressed. 5.9 sounds much better :D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can I just say that yz did some pretty disgusting things with the folded napkin. Zomg another mind-rape. Though fine, I instigated this one by suggesting the stunt to her. Still doesn't justify what she did to the napkin in public. LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, there were other cute things to note too. Like how being fat means brain shrinkage O: by 4%, according to studies. This was noteworthy cuz yz decided to show it to Moth. Oh man, poor boyfriend. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I remember other stuff, I will try and blog again. Cuz this post is dragging far too long. I think you can call this another verbal diarrhoea :D I might have Logorrhoea too. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught Streetdance with sam! Shers came along before the movie too haha ZOMG surprised :D love you shers :D and introduced them to yz and her beach/bitch lameness :D I love my friends. Truly, madly, deeply :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STREETDANCE WAS AWESOME :D the routines were gooood. And I like how there was a plot too and it was not a bad one... compared to Step Up 1 which I had the misfortune to fall asleep halfway in. The last dance was super cute :D SQUEALS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zomg. I don't even want to read what I've typed. Siao. This is what happens when I don't feel like reading, and no one is keeping my fingers/lips+ears exercised through social interactions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: date me in the afternoons pwease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I just remembered why I don't go out often anymore. Should I just lead a normal social life anyways and break this 'fast'? :D outings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6222410631875530657?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6222410631875530657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/swensons-icecream-buffet-dino-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6222410631875530657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6222410631875530657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/swensons-icecream-buffet-dino-bbq.html' title='swensons icecream buffet! dino bbq!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1072545335866295551</id><published>2010-07-31T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:53:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED BULL GIVES YOU WINGS :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I feel more awake now hahaha. Today was lousy. In a way, cuz it's tiring. I think it stemmed from the morning. I got lost in effing ntu and especially the CEE building. ZOMG CAN YOU BELIEVE IT A GUY COMMITTED SUICIDE THERE LAST YEAR. I wonder if it was the carpark. I walked around there for a full half an hour... and I was so spooked when I reached one dead end that I literally scrambled for my life................ luckily I didn't know the story beforehand (only found out from spooky sam tonight), or I would have peed in my pants ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then walked around... followed the map. Or so I thought. Walked from North to South okay. That's like. One end of the earth to another. Zomgggggg. Two hours wasted just like that. TO SUBMIT ONE STUPID APPLICATION FORM. Fine, it will save me 700+bucks per year. But still D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed home, cuz was already running late for usher. In the end, I made it just in time at Stadium :D SO PROUD OF MYSELF :DDDD HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ushering commenced.... it was quite fun :D did ET. Somehow I knew I'd do ET. I'm possibly stuck with it for as long as I'm in the ministry haha. Not that I'm complaining. I love ET :D it's less stressful HEEE. And you interact in a friendlier way with the people. IMO luh. YAYEE :D but I still feel a little... unuseful. There has to be some way I can find out to rise up and really find things to do when ushering. I just couldn't see how /: sighs. Never mind. One step at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there. Uncle Burt drove us home today :D shers dad :D THEY ARE SOOOO FUNNY HAHAHA. I think dads have this humour thing going. Like mine. My dad is very joker one okay. His co-workers know him as the 'lao2 mah3' who always tell jokes. HAHAHAHA. My kids' father will be like that too :D JOKER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayeeee. Had red bull. Now gonna chiong this special someone's birthday card... not it's not you masu hahaha. Sowwiee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1072545335866295551?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1072545335866295551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/red-bull-gives-you-wings-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1072545335866295551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1072545335866295551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/red-bull-gives-you-wings-d.html' title='RED BULL GIVES YOU WINGS :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-9178141417595084818</id><published>2010-07-28T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:45:29.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So she was like blah blah, blahblahblah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To-be roomie was annoyed by me this afternoon. Along with her boyfriend Moth. Thanks for sharing, Moth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today marked the third day, consecutively, of staying home and rotting. Primarily because of how I have no money to go out. Really. I'm saving up. By not spending. Cuz I know I spend big bucks on weekends anyways D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know. I'm lazy to upload my dad's picture. Hahaha. Just finished my tuition with my cousin. A one hour make-up from yesterday cuz he forgot his book in school. It went okay. He was obviously distracted. And sighs. I think I'm quite impatient. Was close to losing it cuz he was not getting the obvious. I know. I'm a bad teacher D: I'm just earning money, not aiming for the Best Teacher Award you know. Yeah. I know. Doesn't justify being a bad teacher still D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 3 tuition tomorrow. ANXIOUS X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhhh and just wanna say I'm so happy og outing is finally settling down to details. Yayeeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go make cards. Again. Ugh. I used to love making cards cuz I make them when I want to (ie when I get the inspiration). Now I'm slowly feeling less inclined to and... even a little forced. Oh man. Hope this feeling goes away soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm done here. *burp* sorry. Had the whole mrbean riceball thing all by myself ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-9178141417595084818?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9178141417595084818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-she-was-like-blah-blah-blahblahblahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/9178141417595084818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/9178141417595084818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-she-was-like-blah-blah-blahblahblahh.html' title='So she was like blah blah, blahblahblah.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-62628325634917866</id><published>2010-07-27T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:11:58.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad and thankful that I opened the drawer under the tv just now. Zomg. SO COOL :D vintage, black and white pictures? Seriously. It's too retro and... heartwarming already. My parents back in the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;b&gt;I unearthed my mum's lovenotes to my dad.&lt;/b&gt; I hence conclude that the stuff were from my dad's collection. ZOMG SO SWEET RIGHT! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I WANT TO MARRY A REPLICA OF MY DAD PLEASE, GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Except... uh, maybe (definitely!!) minus the balding part in the aging years :D hahaha. And my dad has a cool sense of humour. Ask anyone, they'll testify. Hahaha. But there aren't really pictures of them together. Just these two pictures of my father, one in his young adulthood, and another when he was a kid. It took me all of three seconds to figure out who the young boys in the photographs were. ZOMG I'M SO SMART I SHOULD BE A GENETICIST. Or something :DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and (no I won't feel shameless saying this) I just think that my parents were quite good looking what :D maybe it's the effect of the black/white photographs. BUT STILL :D they look good :D and I have their genes (AHEM) HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum's letter was so sweeeeeeet. In chinese luh, but I understand cuz I'm so pro HAHAHA effectively bilingual. And I realised that she wrote them all on the flipside of bookmarks. Such a nerdy mama awwwws!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, I shall narrate the story of how they met in here. And maybe do some drawings for it. It'll be so sweet. Hahahaha. Nothing epic, the story. Just something plain, sweet, and totally simple. I just hope they felt what they wrote :D I think they did. And they probably still do. Awwws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and and I found a few more pictures of my sister and I when we were toddlers. Sadly, we lost a few over the years cuz stupid me used to take them and bring them around the place for &lt;i&gt;Show and Tells &lt;/i&gt;and the likes. Zzzzzzz so wasted. But I was a pretty kid :D HAHA. Fine. &lt;b&gt;WAS&lt;/b&gt;, alright. Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were pieces of certificates and stuff in the drawer........ but all in malay. So. I guess I will go through the stuff again tomorrow :D and take a quick shot of my father's pictures so yall can admire him too HAHAHA. WATCH OUT FOR THIS SPACE HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. it's strange to see him with alllll his hair on his head x: HAHAHA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-62628325634917866?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/62628325634917866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/parents-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/62628325634917866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/62628325634917866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/parents-treasure.html' title='Parents Treasure'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3854315646936862072</id><published>2010-07-26T14:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T14:43:01.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I'm leaving all my troubles behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the song Today by C3 :D da best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm only blogging cuz... I have nothing special planned for the day (except the night when we're gonna catch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Sorcerer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D). It's a good feeling. Finally. Shagged from Thursday on. Hahaha the kbox on Thu night was incredibly draining okay! But it was a good workout :D I LOVE SINGING HAHAHA. Sometime, wanna go with iras crowd again, then mug all the english songs hahaha. WHOOOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was Thu 1-6am. A good, solid &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;5 hours worth of vocal chords destroying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Zomg. I think I forgot I had choir on Sat that's why I threw in all I've got LOLL. Dang. But choir on Sat still went well :D so all's well that ends well :D and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love the toasts from Old Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before going for the k. (And I met my church leader there.... AWKWARD MAX. X:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday... I had only 4 hours of sleep cuz we got home only at 7am in the morning hahaha. Then got up, stressed over housework and doing a card... zomg I'm very easily stressed ): CG in the evening. It was great refreshment :D still fazed by the largeness of Joy's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;orchard road bungalow&lt;/span&gt; O: one day, I'll be as rich as her dad HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KFC dinner! :D damn full. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;I still love fried chicken thighs (despite having already indulged in bits of Arnold's on Wed - and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;Arnold's still da best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  *SALIVATE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, got up early for choir :D yayeeee choir is super fun! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Singing, praising and worshipping God together. The power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clara was real nice and sweet. Yayeeee! And made new friends. Eg. Beatrice, 4 years my nj senior, and Sweeney, fellow Business Year 1, except she's going to SMU. SO FUN!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I LOVE MY CHURCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at night... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;THANK YOU LILIN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she saved my life by helping me print out these pictures for my card-making. Thank you! The card looked good in the end and the pictures made it possible hahaha. &lt;i&gt;Sorry for making you come down at like 12mn on Sat D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, woke at 6am and met with sam at the mrt. Zomg I've never met someone as crazy and convicted. But anyways, we headed down to&lt;b&gt; Marina Bay Sands&lt;/b&gt; first thing, and reached only at like 8 cuz we got lost and resorted to cabbing anyways hahaha. Marina Bay Sands has got real friendly stuff :D &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I want people to open doors for me everyday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fun fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;: Did you know cabs have &lt;b&gt;no surcharge&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Sundays&lt;/b&gt;? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so we were there early so that we could get as many flavours of macaroons as possible. They look shooo pwetty :D but it's a pity I really don't like the taste of macaroons. The ones from Bakerzin were... I don't know. Just taste weird. Maybe someday I'll taste them again and like what's in there :D and so we got 12 pieces :D so cool. Visit &lt;b&gt;Sweetspot&lt;/b&gt;. It's such a cute little bakery place :D the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; rum and raisin cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is uber cute. Not saying this cuz rum and raisin is my personal favourite, but that the design is so funny! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed to church afterwards and reveled in how early we were there on a Sunday :D feels so special hahaha. Had the meeting with Sam and my fave cg mates! Cuddles~ ah. I love learning. Then I went to do up the remainders of the card. I THOUGHT IT WOULD LOOK SUPER PRETTY. Shared beef lasagna and had duck noodles with Sam. She's gonna make me super fat someday D: recalling the late night suppers (LAKSA CAN!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then service came about :D &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Regent Business School GOGOGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rushed out the last of the card after service. Very sad that it turned out weird ):  I was just too stressed up and the card just flopped. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS. Had dcr with sam and lynette. Hahaha. Awright, I shall keep in mind the things I learn alright. AND PUT THEM TO PRACTICE ZOMGXZ ZP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and I've been bugging people for an og outing since forever D: hor,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt; jims, you silent blog stalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (along with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;lils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)?? I feel very sad that my only camp so far is like this. Zomg how do people manage 3/4 camps. Never mind. I'm sure hall camp would be fun!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; I AM DETERMINED TO MAKE IT BLOODY FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I just got the hall camp spiral spine notebook thing the day before. WHEN DO I GET TO MOVE IN WITH ROOMIE??? X: can't wait. But need to sort out clothes with sissie. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I got a new tuition job this Thu, 7-9pm :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;$27.5/h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;i&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall lead a prayerful life. Starting from today. Quiet time, &lt;b&gt;listening to God&lt;/b&gt;! :D &lt;i&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3854315646936862072?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3854315646936862072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-im-leaving-all-my-troubles-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3854315646936862072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3854315646936862072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-im-leaving-all-my-troubles-behind.html' title='Today, I&apos;m leaving all my troubles behind.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5137286699456901496</id><published>2010-07-22T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:54:03.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what's happening one month from now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. I was supposed to submit my unavailability to someone yesterday but I had the most horrible time deciding. The thing about moving into halls, no, the thing about simply going to uni is packed with the unknown. Sighs, I've seen masu blog about her fears. It's okay girl, you've got us all summarised there too, I bet. Though I just feel annoyed by the unknown. I need my life to be more systematic, dang it. And I shall need to kickstart some light reading on business. Time to visit the library tomorrow noon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. It's been a pretty nua day. I watched Chloe already :D it was okay. Quite cool, the plot, though I saw it coming already, despite not having read up on it previously. It's quite disturbing, true lesbianism. Hmm /: But Amanda Seyfried is really pretty, in a cute and pretty way [: everyone is entitled to opinions, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think got to go now! I sorta pangsehed the nbs-foc-rejects-partay a little already, cuz I fell asleeeep. Boo. Oh, and yesterday was when I first found out how the cars' seatbelts work to protect us in an accident. Hahaha drivers like masu must be 'ohmigawd'-ing at me if she sees this. Zzz. Amazing how the tugging thing works on the seatbelts X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GTG! TTYL! XOXO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5137286699456901496?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5137286699456901496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-know-whats-happening-one-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5137286699456901496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5137286699456901496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-know-whats-happening-one-month.html' title='I don&apos;t know what&apos;s happening one month from now.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7995673578840093087</id><published>2010-07-22T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:10:04.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INCEPTION.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;inception&lt;/b&gt; |inˈsep sh ən|&lt;br /&gt;noun [in sing. ]&lt;br /&gt;the establishment or starting point of an institution or activity : &lt;i&gt;she has been on the board since its inception two years ago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is zomyfreakofnaturely brilliant. I love the cast to bits. And the plot is simply awesome! The word 'layers' is just so overused it's incredible the people can come up with them still. Zomg. I love the girl engineer. (Sorry, bad with names.) And I loveee Arthur, he's just so cool and seemingly inflexible but is so freaking smart at the same time. LOVE HIM! And his 'bickers' with the guy from the gambling table were funnaye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really love the movie. Hate the cliffhanger ending though. Anyone has any idea about it? /: I'm more pessimistic. I expect the worst first, before anything. So... I think leonardo's still stuck? /: perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THE MOVIE. I think I need to watch it again... And I need to watch Chloe too. YAYEE TOMORROW THEN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy I'm gonna die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7995673578840093087?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7995673578840093087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7995673578840093087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7995673578840093087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='INCEPTION.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4344165117163675710</id><published>2010-07-21T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:14:02.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 FRIGGIN REASONS YOU ARE SINGLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SGF3Xucu614/TERa-FzKzVI/AAAAAAAAH7w/W34VPP7OFAA/s1600/tumblr_l5rk6puJmD1qc63yeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SGF3Xucu614/TERa-FzKzVI/AAAAAAAAH7w/W34VPP7OFAA/s1600/tumblr_l5rk6puJmD1qc63yeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I can't stand it. It's so tempting. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. It rings every ounce of truth okay. Thanks to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;weini's blog&lt;/span&gt; (which is in turn credited to some tumblr!) :D HAHAHA. Normally I don't blog tumblr pics, I just read from the bitchy girl's blog. But this is so symbolic. So there :D&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; my 19 years of ever-green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4344165117163675710?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4344165117163675710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-friggin-reasons-you-are-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4344165117163675710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4344165117163675710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-friggin-reasons-you-are-single.html' title='8 FRIGGIN REASONS YOU ARE SINGLE.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SGF3Xucu614/TERa-FzKzVI/AAAAAAAAH7w/W34VPP7OFAA/s72-c/tumblr_l5rk6puJmD1qc63yeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-7684293496657925577</id><published>2010-07-20T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:22:06.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cathay spreads the lurrrrve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I want to get away some place &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;But I don't want to stay too long&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I want a brand new day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Trying to fit in where I don't belong&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Hook....Hook me up&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I want to feel the rain in my hair&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Hook....Hook me up&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Where should we go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I don't even care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anywhere is good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hook me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hook me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Hook Me Up, The Veronicas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;YES, FRIEND. PLEASE HOOK ME UP D: I'm sooooo bored. Thursday, there's gonna be a partay for nbs foc rejects! HAHAHAHA. I know I've had people google for '&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;rejected by nbs foc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' and landed on my blog. Uhm, this person is obviously obsessed. But it's okay. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I BET I'M MORE OBSESSED. &lt;/span&gt;I throw bitch fits whenever the topic of foc comes up. HAHA but I swear I'm taking it down a notch (at least) already. So there. I'm not really a bitch. I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;And I smsed lizhu yesterday. She bloody dao-ed it ): I hope it's because she was too busy with her og and stuff. Then I can grill her when I next see her till she dies of the intensity of my glare BAHAHAHA. Okay. Fine,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; that was the inner bitch in me talking blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Yesterday had been fun :D it started out wrong. GV plaza had a long queue so didn't manage to get Inception tickets. Cathay was FREEEEEEEE for the day. LOVE THE MARKETING PEOPLE! CAUGHT KILLERS with masu and benghow! It wasn't good. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Smith is still the first and the best PLEASE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lunched at the kopitiam place, talked. Then bh had to gooo. Pfft. lollll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;THEN. We decided to catch another movie at cineleisure LOLL. AND YAYEEE! The timing for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Prince of Persia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was okay. We were only 15minutes late. AND THE SHOW WAS STILL &lt;b&gt;SO AWESOME.&lt;/b&gt; Zomg I love the movie. It's so exciting and the graphics are just sooooo cool! Love the part where the person pressed the jewel on the dagger and the time reversed. COOLIOS. And I think Tamina's really quite very pretty. Awws. And the couple is sooooo sweet! All the troubles to get together. Too bad in the end Tamina doesn't know what really happened. But I'm sure she still loves the prince a lot. ZOMG LOVE THE SHOW!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;YAYEEE :D so there's that. I spilt coke on myself cuz I had no straw during the first movie ): I had no straw cuz it seriously jumped out of my hand and landed on the dirty cinema floor. I swear I didn't do anything. It just jumped...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Blah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I was really clumsy yesterday. The day before too. At KLIA, I kept dropping my passport and boarding pass. ZOMG RIGHT. Maybe msia loves me so much it wanted me to stay. BUT PFFT MY HEART BELONGS TO SG! (Even though the mascots Lyo and Merlin look really cheena.) I wanna go to NDP. Haven't been to NDP before ): except for the p5 preview. But that doesn't count right? /:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;Zzzzzzz. I want the goodie bag. LOLL NAH JUST KIDDING :D I'm not your typical Singaporean, yo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;I wanna watch Inception. And and The Sorcerers' Apprentice ): anyoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;(AND YEAH I KNOW KL PICS AREN'T UP. STUPID INTERNET CONNECTION CAN'T HANDLE THE 400+ PICTURES D: NOT MY FAULT!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-7684293496657925577?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7684293496657925577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/cathay-spreads-lurrrrve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7684293496657925577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/7684293496657925577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/cathay-spreads-lurrrrve.html' title='Cathay spreads the lurrrrve!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5313838889468840510</id><published>2010-07-18T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:38:52.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish I still used the f-word (I did, two weeks ago, but I'm determined to not fall back into the old patterns). Cuz I really want to use it now. BLOGGER JUST EFFING DIDN'T SAVE MY POST FROM JUST NOW ): It held a good 5 paragraphs worth of summary of my last three days. Zzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I was just having this very public internal struggle on whether or not to upload the pictures to fb. In the end I succumbed to fb and decided to do so after I'm done with uploading photos here through bucket. But I won't tag myself unless I look pretty/spastic-enough in the pictures :D I love my business strategy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also mentioned the pact my mum made me agree to after she saw me taking really cool (read: unglam) photos of myself during durian fest and dinner on Friday. She termed the pictures as "immature". So I am supposed to stop taking them once 23rd May 2011 comes about. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It shouldn't be hard.... right? Only, life would be so much duller ): I wish I were in Neverland. Ahahaha. Alright grow up, retard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. Internet connectivity sucks at home. And my sister's just home from a lovely family dinner with her future in-laws. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5313838889468840510?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5313838889468840510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/kl-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5313838889468840510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5313838889468840510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/kl-d.html' title='KL :D'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6712264202403505435</id><published>2010-07-16T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:42:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Largest organ on the human body? - SKIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1173.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the scalp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1170.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/th_IMG_1169.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. My sunburnt top of my head. From last friday. I really think it's quite cool. Please stop telling me that I'm gross :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a very full busy day today. Was at playnation with masu, then her ogmates came to hang out to, dropped by cathay to use toilet and see reagan, went to ps and lagged for fifteen minutes, went to bugis bras basah and found tecman all on my own, lingered, met up with sam and jov, bought their books, went to changi, panicked and waited for edlyn, ate very full bk meal (hate bk fries), met edlyn, hugged, kissed, and sent her off to hokkaido, lagged around, prayer conference, lagged around, chionged for last train home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite interesting. Though it sounds boring. Oh well. I'm tired. It's 1240am and my bag isn't yet packed. I don't even have a bag to pack. Zzzzzz. Die. Don't feel like going kl anymore ): but airasia tickets are bought. Oh well. Please don't miss me, world. And I'm so upset I can't go for our first ever og outing. Okay, I'm so unhappening. Sighs, chillax mzp. Kl is the place to be at, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loll right, who am I kiddinggggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go brainstorm on bag packing!&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/9004959369573920910-6712264202403505435?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6712264202403505435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/largest-organ-on-human-body-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6712264202403505435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6712264202403505435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/largest-organ-on-human-body-skin.html' title='Largest organ on the human body? - SKIN'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5752881958183791334</id><published>2010-07-14T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:05:05.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to say I'm good okay. Or at least better than before. I still have to practise my shots with the jerking motion but my right wrist was kinda hurting so we had to stop after about 4 hours. I really love playing poooool! :D And it feels damn pro to play it with the fingers splayed in the pretty way and leaning onto the table so sexily. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYEE POOL ROCKS :D who's up for weekday pooling from 11am-4pm? It's only $4.80/hour so it's freaking worth it okay :D but I still wanna play band hero at playnation and I really wanna do things like swimming again. And rock climbing. And everything, you know /: I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with masu and yz today. Yz was so cute in her uniform, masu too, but yz looks exactly like she did in j1/2. With the hair and the correct shoes. LOLL. Zomg I love roomie :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna hang out again ): I'm so freaking boreddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY MENSES CLEARING. Okay. Shall swim tomorrow. WHO'S UP? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5752881958183791334?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5752881958183791334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/pool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5752881958183791334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5752881958183791334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/pool.html' title='POOL!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-2722634585093299034</id><published>2010-07-13T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:04:19.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALL HERE WE COME!</title><content type='html'>YAYEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It was a totally random thing. I think despite my very persuasive alter ego, I still felt pretty upset that nbs foc "rejected" me. (I WAS, but not anymore. I think.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. I had a better idea. I decided to join HALL for a semester or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hallelujah, yz's on my side :D I'm so happy. She's so funny, and easily persuaded to do mindless stuff that she's bound to provide lots of entertainment and hopefully - just maybe - I can bully her into doing my laundry or something...... (kidding, cuz I think she's reading this LOLL). ANYWAYS. This effectively took some negative points off my storm-cloud mood. YAYEE :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how I'm going to handle my time. Heck, I don't even know what hall life in uni and stuff entail......... but it's going to be an adventure yes? I might want to feel like dropping out halfway (don't we all, during school term), but I'll learn to be curious and enjoy learning and just DOING in the next three years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just gonna be three years. What can really happen, right? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND CAN I JUST BE RANDOM AND BRAG ABOUT MY HAIR. I love my hair! Why did I even cut it off in sec 3 (or was it sec 4) in the name of O levels ): and taking all these years to cut, snip and finally deciding to grow it back?? Sighs. What's done's done. At least people used to call me cute when I had shorter hair :D not that I'm not anymore (ahem) but I'm changing my style alright :D to sweet, mature, AND cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I'M GOING TO PLAY POOL TOMORROW!! ZOMGDDADFNCKZNXCKHFAK. I miss it so much! Haven't played in months okay. Like.... MONTHS. Okay I sound bimbotic. But really. Yayee yayeee! With wy :D hahaha okay, not very exciting, 1vs1 but still. Good chance to polish on skills shooting balls. *whistle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE LIFE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;im so funny im so fine; im so fine i blow your mind hey zagpee, heyheyhey zagpee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-2722634585093299034?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2722634585093299034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/hall-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2722634585093299034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/2722634585093299034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/hall-here-we-come.html' title='HALL HERE WE COME!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-3193818438887842698</id><published>2010-07-13T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:39:23.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just remembered. For the past months, I've been wanting time for myself. Why am I bitching now that I'm bored and want to get out? Zomg I'm never pleased am I. Sorry. I won't forget how much I love lying around and reading SEP novels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my life, still [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and yet, a touch of nbs foc would have been nice. But they've already stopped calling so there goes. I think faith is the key here. I'm sure God has something bigger for me in store. Or foc just isn't for me. I should be glad that I've went for tri-uni which is so awesome :D pray that there'll still be tri-uni next year and I wanna do something for it again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayee happy to not be a bitch again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-3193818438887842698?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3193818438887842698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-for-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3193818438887842698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/3193818438887842698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-for-yourself.html' title='Time for yourself'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1315027695250004208</id><published>2010-07-13T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:13:56.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFGEQ^VY %Y Q$ERJGLKJIWUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SFJAKJGI@U4p59uERHNJ KLWEo uWAF(Ouw3P49UGLKWKEHR!)U$P(EJGLDKJGKJSWJ(#@*20%$4949fhihjt kbr we9423h3jkerwke0f7038025inbaogj;rotu2o3y orhfkwhfhsflhhshfhsjdhfhdlfhsh;hhkjhashkfhkah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kfhy2030720570235030pewurut9fiwjfljs,vn,xncfi9wf4jjf,mf8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mxnf8o3hkrne,fd89hkjn,mrefwdojlkewfsildkewr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1315027695250004208?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1315027695250004208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/afgeqvy-y-qerjglkjiwue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1315027695250004208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1315027695250004208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/afgeqvy-y-qerjglkjiwue.html' title='AFGEQ^VY %Y Q$ERJGLKJIWUE'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5981182897925786472</id><published>2010-07-13T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:51:17.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't we just love boring people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hullo people. Boring's back. And it's here to stay. Seems like I'm not getting any call for nbs foc. I'm quite frankly upset. WHY! Why not me ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to have no friends in uni ): and I want business friends cuz they're more fun durh. But I don't want to become cheena again. Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Lack of foc won't bring me down. Really, it won't. It's just for these few days... I'll mope around and feel all the grudge I can summon for the world... or rather, for the stupid foc organisers. I swear they'll be short of so much fun without recruiting me okay. loll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH FINE I'M NOT MAKING SENSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm cooped up at home. Don't want to do anything expensive, yet wanting to do something. I really wanna do something and go out. Problems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. my $600 in bank is supposed to last me through my next three years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. who to ask out????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. don't want to irritate people with my whines about foc - NOT WORTH MY TIME AND SALIVA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. what activity to do?? debs has a boyfriend now so if she wants to do anything she can easily hang out with him even more legitimately than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. yz has freaking jap lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. i hate my geographical location. it's so........ &lt;b&gt;west&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i'm so boring no one wants to hang out with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. more of cuz i'm so angsty this point of my life no one wants to be around me O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5981182897925786472?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5981182897925786472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-we-just-love-boring-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5981182897925786472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5981182897925786472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-we-just-love-boring-people.html' title='Don&apos;t we just love boring people'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-1841778405621551814</id><published>2010-07-10T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:34:03.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we've got the tri, the uni, the triiiii uni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE CAMP :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only realised this when I woke up today. The past four days have been weird. It felt longer than four days four nights............ hmm. Must be due to the seemingly endless cycle of seeing the same people (almost) day and night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I REALISE THAT I CAN'T BLOG THE WHOLE CAMP IN TRUTH CUZ I DON'T WANT PEOPLE FROM TRI-U CAMP TO STUMBLE HERE AND SEE STUFF. Because the camp wasn't perfect and I have some whines to whine about. Yup x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nice things are, I love my og DINO :D and flintstones the chillax house hahaha. Love how we owned the games (refusing to acknowledge the tug-of-war) yesterday at sentosa. Goodness, has a day passed already really... awws. My ogls (or what they call the feh-sees) are uber cool! :D esp rachel jiejie and reagan! And and not forgetting that I have to thank debbie for going to the camp with me which set her back 100+ dollars of opportunity cost arising from missing tuitions on the tues-friday of the camp. If you ask me though, she did have some fun too alright heeheeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there. I shall leave the details to be spoken orally or in my diary. I SERIOUSLY AM STARTING UP MY DIARY AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I shall let the few pictures I have do the talking. I'm still a little shagged despite 12 hours of sleep. OH AND I JUST WENT TO CHURCH IN THE AFTERNOON :D so glad I did though I mostly felt like lazing around. AWWS. But loved PsHow's message today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If the cat died of curiosity, it died well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's not a biblical phrase. But can't deny that it speaks evert ounce of truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010743.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010743.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010744.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010745.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010745.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010745.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010746.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010746.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010747.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010748.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010748.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010748.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010751.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010751.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010752.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010752.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010753.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010754.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010754.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010755.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010755.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010756.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010756.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAINBOW! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010756.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010757.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010757.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010758.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010759.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08072010759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07072010740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_07072010740.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07072010741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_07072010741.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09072010760.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_09072010760.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My present for my sp which i retained. WHEW. I don't think he can carry off the look anyways. LOLL. Okay. I sincerely hope he is not so boliao to be able to stalk me on my blog. If he were someone like masu, he could. But I doubt that he's as boliao whew :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09072010760.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05072010738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_05072010738.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALRIGHT. IT'S DIARY TIME :D and I'm so glad I lost two kg :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHALL NEED TO GO FOR MORE FOCS. AND NOW AT LEAST I KNOW MY MENSES WON'T BE INTRUDING SINCE I HAD IT ON MY CAMP DAY 3. Talk about suayness. And immediately towards the end of day 3, I 'lost' my i/c and ezlink card. ZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. At least I got my i/c and ezlink back (hehe I lost it in yux's shoebag XXX:). And as for my menses... it was uncomfortable and sickening that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, all was good fun! LURBX. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WE NEED DINO OUTING SOON :D on a weekday. ahem. AND I'M SO BORED NOW. AND SO HIGH. AND AND AND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-1841778405621551814?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1841778405621551814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/weve-got-tri-uni-triiiii-uni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1841778405621551814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/1841778405621551814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/weve-got-tri-uni-triiiii-uni.html' title='we&apos;ve got the tri, the uni, the triiiii uni!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xspins/2010july/th_08072010743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6993541393380387666</id><published>2010-07-01T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:06:56.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling bah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top three things I hate about debbieyeo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She withdrew from tri-u camp last minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She totally compared me with herself and I came up as the short end of the stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She nearly argued with me about 50 cents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes she's that mean, stupid gossip girl. Although the last point was pretty random. But Top Two Things sound weird. So there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in og dino and house flintstones /: WHY DON'T THEY HAVE THE &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;HAUS OF GAGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ): can't they be more hip ): the last thing I need is a purpur dinosaur (though I'd take this Dino over Barneys anytime) when my ex-friend left me alone for the only camp I can attend with herrrr. Horrigible. Sighs. Maybe I'll still have fun. And maybe she's right, with her un-around, people might actually talk to me and actually like &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; company compared to her oh-so-exciting one /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to hang out with jiaying, sam and marrisee (sp) today. It was fun :D I satisfied my monopoly deal craving :D TALK ABOUT CRAVINGS, I settled the one for Arnold's Friend Chicken yesterday. ZOMGOODNESS I SIN LIKE DUNNO-WHAT. Shit. You know the chicken's so oily that when you peel off the skin while it's still hot, you feel like the pot of oil's frying your fingers too. Haha it's that bad. And the potato platter was darn good. GOODNESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyways back to today! :D went to the marina area again today :D ONE WEEK ANNIVERSARY :DDDD the dome-like structure is called Ned Kahn. And it's still uber fascinating to me :D my 5cents coin went through the hole in the middle when my 20c one didn't have such luck last week hahaha. And we went to the hotel itself at the Sands. The international buffet looks freaking nice and worth the $60+++/per for dinner. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya whatever. Watching eclipse tomorrow. And Dr A.R. Bernard's event tomorrow!! SO EXCITING :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6993541393380387666?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6993541393380387666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-bah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6993541393380387666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6993541393380387666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-bah.html' title='feeling bah.'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-6335489401601140607</id><published>2010-06-29T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:08:18.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan, please win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youngwomenshealth.org/Images/tampon.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So proud of the japanese :D to make it to the top 16! Please advance to the quarter-finals tooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorely disappointed in England. ZZZ. Lost by three points?!?! I read it's the largest loss disparity in their world cup history. Shame on you ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS MY LAST DAY OF WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it possible that 30th June would ever roll around. Ever. Oh my goodness. As much as the idea repelled me a few months ago, tuition really gives good instant money. After two hours, zoom, $45 in the pocket. I NEED MORE TUITION JOBS OKAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm almost dirt poor yes. And I still have my eyes on the 15-in Macbook Pro. HEH. And its free iTouch 8gb. Granted 8gb would hardly be enough for me /: BUT! It's better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need lots of money to hang out with my girlfriends too. And the focs (if I'm getting into them). And look at all my materialistic desires. I AM SUCH A SINNER ): I CONFESS AND WILL REPENT. Keyword being 'will'. My goodness, I'm really awesome /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, zp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have I mentioned, I'm going to start introducing myself as Zachpee. LOLL. Alright fine. As in my initials la Z-P. Which is what fiona started to call me by since sec3/4. And I kinda like it. It sounds cool. Like you know, zappy or something. Except it's not what you would call feminine... but then again, I'm not exactly the kind of girl you term feminine either *BIG AMAZING GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, dunno why I haven't gotten round to do that. Had the resolution days ago and till earlier this evening, I still told people my chinese name. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of interesting stories to tell about MY life. (This is about the only place I get to express MYself freely without feeling guilty for being self-centric HEE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too many funnies, and too little time (and energy). I swear my life has never been so happening. What with the lack of class timetable (though there's the weekdaily work thing to consider still), and my newfound faith. SO COOL RIGHT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss the days when I had all the time in the world to laze around and generally act like the epitome of parasite of the modern day society. Only for the briefest of moments, in between periods when I get stressed out because every week felt jampacked and I feel all guilty over having to compromise with people etc. C'est la vie eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fables, I might as well recount now, is the day I had with debsyeo last Thu. I loved that day even though I had to call in "sick". (But really, the office air is hardly conducive for a healing throat semi-clogged with phlegm of Merlin-knows-what-colour.) Went to DEMPSEY ROAD (masu goes wild). It's quite a nice laidback place and all... but the inaccessibility is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a thumb-down. Was there to get our freeeeeee lash-in-bloom done. So now we have our lashes extensions like we did 1-2 years ago. Edlyn hated them the last time, but now she coos at me whenever she stares at me long enough. I LOOK LIKE A CUTE BABY DOLL LOLL. Okay, the baby part is so... Justin Bieber. (Though I like that song. chills.) But the cute doll remark was speshwuh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have uploaded our beautiful faces here (debs has so many fans when it comes to her looks and african-kid limbs la okay) but as always, my phone image gallery is accumulating un-synced photos x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; lazy. Even though pictures would have indeed saved me thousands of words. Well. Maybe I like typing. If you hate reading what I type, bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then we went to PLAYNATION :D love it there still. Wish there were two more people. We should really play something other than bandhero, though my guitar skills pretty much still suck and I can never coordinate my feet to the drums' notes. WISH THERE WERE COOLER SONGS ON BANDHERO TO PLAY TO TOO. Goodness. Heaven knows they need more of songs from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;, Maroon 5, Fall Out Boy, Good Charlotte, Coldplay, or the like. (oops, all boy bands. Sorry, I'm kinda still hormonal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hormones, researched on tampons today because masu had to miss pool games today cuz of her menses which oddly came after her last round which was only 2 weeks ago. Weirddddd. She's hormonally imbalanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;credits: &lt;a href="http://www.youngwomenshealth.org/tampon.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youngwomenshealth.org/Images/tampon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 287px;" src="http://www.youngwomenshealth.org/Images/tampon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that was PG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it's tomorrow. My day of liberation. D-day. YAYEEEEEEEE. Thank God!! And my 700+ pay in two weeks' time!! WHOOOOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found my companions for D-day celebrations :D AT ARNOLD'S FRIED CHICKEN SOMEMORE. Yes! I'll finally be satisfying my craving for the bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL yes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-6335489401601140607?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6335489401601140607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/japan-please-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6335489401601140607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/6335489401601140607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/japan-please-win.html' title='Japan, please win!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-4306250679821082963</id><published>2010-06-22T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:05:47.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TURN IT UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/599/10ss01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;T.O.P.'s new digital single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D ZOMGOODNESS. It's obviously hiphop/rap BUT IT'S GROWING ON ME. Brrrr. This is soooo wrong. Yet so right all at the same time :D as they say, hate the game, not the player.... OKAY, wrong context. But whatever, I shall tweak it to say hate the genre, not the singer :D and I don't even hate the genre to begin with. Simply not a fan x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/599/10ss01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/599/10ss01.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 810px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask me, the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; black and white&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scheme does HIDEOUS INJUSTICE TO T.O.P. I mean, he's too hot to be contained in such a dull world la alright. BRRR. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Angwey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Nehbermind. I still love him. Can I just say that his moves are slick as hell and do I even have to start on his !#%$#&amp;amp;^* looks? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;He's too pretty/handsome&lt;/span&gt; (I can't really decide) for his own good okay. I mean, HE'S &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; A RAPPERRRRRR )x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh okay. I hate it when the fangirl in me rips into my blog. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Shoo&lt;/span&gt;, fangirlpin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have a reeaaaaaally intriguing friend. Shers. She is going CRAZY over the anticipation of my SOW results. SOW stands for School of Worship and if the word Worship hasn't already tipped you off, it's something we have in church where there will be REALLY PRO people teaching us instruments/vocals. I chose to audition for acoustic guitar (let Larry have some airtime eh!) and am quite very nauseated by the prospect of getting back my results. OHMYGOODNESS. I don't want to not make it ): but it's not easy to get into SOW either /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhh X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is where shers comes in. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;SHE IS &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;EVEN MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GAGA OVER MY RESULTS&lt;/span&gt;. She robbed me of my gmail account and stalked it for me. HAHAHA. I love my friend :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;News flash: I didn't get into SOW... oh well. I was hinted about the result anyways. So yeah. I'm fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-4306250679821082963?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4306250679821082963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/turn-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4306250679821082963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/4306250679821082963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/turn-it-up.html' title='TURN IT UP!'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-8236845565424935769</id><published>2010-06-21T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:00:02.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verbal (written/'typened') Diarrhoea</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Ugh, I'm so freaking bored out of my mind now and my eyes are hurting. I've been abusing them by reading teenytiny texts on my phone till 2am on many nights, and facing the damn hp monitor typing out brainless lists between 8.30am to 5pm, weekdays. And I have virtually no human company while I'm at it. And and and and andddd.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Boo.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Oh, and I still have no foc yet ): my prisch friend said that nbs always has overwhelming response for their foc, so they'll "ballot" which is a &lt;EM&gt;very&lt;/EM&gt; false word to use cuz they basically judge your pictures. (Can I sue? Cuz I'm bored. Okay but now that I think of it, they didn't exactly use the word ballot.Fine...)&amp;nbsp;In which case even being photogenic (and I say this with all my heavy heart, because I personally prefer people being pleasant looking in real life than on still photos) may not save me a place in a camp. Sighs.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; I have this craving to go for any camp (that's fun) this season in my life because I misssssssss nj orientation from two years ago soooo much, and I still regard myself with all kinds of resentment as I sort-of-ponned the last day of the orientation which reportedly was the highlight of the orientation week because there were the crazy dance party and the field games /: ugh, talk about the regrets in my life. And I couldn't go for the zone camp in church last week ): and I miss the&amp;nbsp;harmoc camps I attended. I dooooo.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; And I'm basically deprived of games which I love so much. And mixing around with people my age (or 'round there).&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Anyways, edlyn just smsed me to say that, and I quote,&amp;nbsp;I'm the 'cutest bunny in the world' (all in caps, mind you), and though I almost cringe at the association of bunny with manly me, I shall still accept her compliment (it &lt;STRONG&gt;is &lt;/STRONG&gt;one right??) gracefully. Now, if only she was on the registration team for the focs I have in mind... ahemhem.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Okay, I've spewed enough babbles. And yes, I noticed the lack of smileys. What do you expect when I'm blogging from work?!? DD: okay there you go, you forced out an unsmiley from me. Happy nowwww?&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Actually, something momentous happened today, this morning, while at work. And I shared the discovery with edlyn (which was basically what made her term me as a bunny). It's really interesting you know, I finally have a complete set of names for my four babies (for&amp;nbsp;my future family, of course). This set of names start with 'Ch' with two boys' and two girls' name. &lt;U&gt;I refuse to even consider the possibility that I'll have a lopsided yinyang balance in my future family&lt;/U&gt;. Nah-uh.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; SO! I'm actually quite happy today :D&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Oh, and I just came up with a title for this post. Verbal diarrhoea.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; SMILES! :DD&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Powerful Free email with security by Microsoft. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-8236845565424935769?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8236845565424935769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/verbal-writtentypened-diarrhoea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8236845565424935769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/8236845565424935769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/verbal-writtentypened-diarrhoea.html' title='Verbal (written/&apos;typened&apos;) Diarrhoea'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004959369573920910.post-5671815477888165437</id><published>2010-06-17T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:30:34.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about responsibility</title><content type='html'>Manager going on vacation today till next monday. Which is why I can't take leaves this weekend till the next week. Gosh. And I stayed out till 2+am, slept at 3+am yesterday night cuz having supper with my church friends. Goodness. Couldn't even wake up at 12pm, let alone 6am. I hate my bed X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHATEVERRR x: they pay me by the hour anyways. One day is just.... well, they earned back the 50+bucks I guess hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revival night yesterday was sooo amazing :D so glad I went. I was so uncertain before the whole service. But now I won't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;. And the presence of God was just soooo great!! I don't know what more to say here.... hmm. Anyways, I really admire our zone leader for his sacrifices and everything. One day, I can do the same things with the right heart, I believe. Whoots! I love my church :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching KAIJI now... IT'S QUITE INTERESTING hahaa. The first 36minutes of it anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think people will really think I'm narcissistic if they base their opinions on just my blog alone. Cuz I only upload my solo pictures more frequently than others... x: it's only because I'm lazy to upload other pictures from my phone/facebook alright. (Blogger uploader is horrible and photobucket lags on my macbook D: ) and pictures that are already on photobooth/the pc version of photobooth are just easier to handle hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... sighs, I miss my sec. As usual, ec stands for eyecandy (much like iec :D ). Eddie and I stalked ours on fb. But I swear eddie is worse, she wanted to download her ec's photos onto her phone and tried to get me to do the same. NAH-UH. I remember I once lost my phone in nj....... AND THERE WERE HORSEY'S PHOTOS IN IT. I was so scared luh!!! Not for the phone but the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hell I would put myself through such tortures again x:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004959369573920910-5671815477888165437?l=spin-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5671815477888165437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/talk-about-responsibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5671815477888165437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004959369573920910/posts/default/5671815477888165437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spin-s.blogspot.com/2010/06/talk-about-responsibility.html' title='Talk about responsibility'/><author><name>spins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457299504153192012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIfDaYOmtFM/SrDxYrMiHaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fNV9Kwqpv6U/S220/Photo654-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
