<?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-6741094869500209941</id><updated>2012-01-16T11:29:34.022+08:00</updated><category term='yummy lagsagne'/><category term='unable to do anything'/><category term='yummy.'/><category term='again.'/><category term='pmr. heh.'/><category term='tired'/><category term='freaked. dissapointed'/><category term='full'/><category term='fresh faced. ;)'/><category term='rushed'/><category term='marking my bro&apos;s maths book.'/><category term='controlled. =)'/><category term='coughing'/><category term='absolutely unsatisfied'/><category term='-just woke up'/><category term='in good spirits'/><category term='apple imac rocks'/><category term='COH'/><category term='flying tissue boxes'/><category term='humoured and inspired'/><category term='smiling'/><category term='depressed and underworked.'/><category term='sleepyy.'/><category term='browsing online for goodies'/><category term='- just woke up'/><category term='laughing'/><category term='troop- wed'/><category term='bored. help me.'/><category term='u.g.l.y'/><category term='oddly detached'/><category term='fresh and oiled.'/><category term='surprisingly neutral'/><category term='optimistic'/><category term='dispirited and depressed'/><category term='chilly'/><category term='sniffing'/><category term='experiencing odd neck pains'/><category term='bored. but laughing.'/><category term='laughing inside. (='/><category term='disheartened'/><category term='lethargic'/><category term='kQ'/><category term='forgetful shits'/><category term='blotted out'/><category term='having sore feet'/><category term='desolate'/><category term='quesy'/><category term='annoyed'/><category term='stressed.'/><category term='smiling through half opened eyelids'/><category term='mopping'/><category term='posted by kun'/><category term='nonsensical.'/><category term='halcyon'/><category term='mood relapsing.'/><category term='eating the best carbonara in the world'/><category term='touched'/><category term='apprehensive'/><category term='*its bittersweet*'/><category term='happy'/><category term='guilty. i should be studying.'/><category term='nostalgic'/><category term='all sticky-like'/><category term='australia'/><category term='PMR OVERRRR'/><category term='poring over puzzle'/><category term='holidays are a bore.'/><category term='extremely uncomfortable'/><category term='i could kick myself.'/><category term='contented'/><category term='coughing like mad'/><category term='still mopping'/><category term='bdays.'/><category term='bites lip in enthusiasm'/><category term='gastricc. -_-'/><category term='packing my stuff'/><category term='drowsy. flu meds. gaah'/><category term='tired. missing.'/><category term='sick'/><category term='odd sense of relief'/><category term='desperation'/><category term='dumpy'/><category term='bloggerkun-imy'/><category term='maths-ing'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='pmr. is. near.'/><category term='unofficial troop'/><title type='text'>&amp;</title><subtitle type='html'>Running on a tangent</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>456</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3942700539312509089</id><published>2010-12-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:31:41.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Alright. Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to announce that I shall be taking the briefest of breaks (may be a terrible lie) from blogspot and shall be temporarily moving to tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an inevitable move, to explain it almost feels wrong somehow. But I shall do my best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like this blog (I love you) has become focused on mundane, boring subjects and above all &lt;b&gt;stagnant&lt;/b&gt;. Every time I have something interesting/ selfish to blog about it seems to fizzle out by the time I reach this page! Something is stifling my creativity and self-expression, and I don't approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why tumblr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure sure, I can't stand how tumblr's format complies all the pictures I post into an album- a massive slideshow glob- but then again, when was the last time I had the initiative to actually blog about an outing/ memorable event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I don't particularly fancy their colour scheme. (Yes, I am shallow like that) But I do love the freedom they give you in designing your own page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I like how tumblr allows you to express so much about yourself through a few simple pictures. Most of all, I love how you can just reblog a few choice images and not have to commit yourself to an entire solid post whenever you get that urge to blog. There is something very comforting about having that kind of flexibility that I believe will make for better posts. That'll also come in handy next year when AUSMAT swamps me with homework and endless assignments. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, the only reason I have delayed this shift is my loyalty to plinee.blogspot.com. What does it say of me when I can so easily dump my bestcyberfriend when the going gets tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I have come up with a solution. No matter what happens, this page shall remain open. Children will still be able to play here, adults read their papers and ice cream men sell their wares. Never shall I let the light of day see the demolishment of this blog in this part of Afri-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So farewell dear blog. Have fun hibernating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Paulinenator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3942700539312509089?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3942700539312509089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3942700539312509089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3942700539312509089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3942700539312509089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5770227698740066919</id><published>2010-12-15T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:24:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the healing powers of James Morrison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5770227698740066919?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5770227698740066919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5770227698740066919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5770227698740066919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5770227698740066919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/12/healing-powers-of-james-morrison.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-770274005915522505</id><published>2010-12-10T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:27:57.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DUDE HOW DEJA VU IS THIS: I just spent like, [a considerable number] hour(s) drafting a post on my The Great Gatsby reading experience and how I absolutely love the book despite initially thinking I'd hate it la di da stuff like that only to realize I've done the exact same post not too long ago (Sept 12) which means past me has already done the job for present me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*inhales*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. That is waay too cool for the club to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Time to go drink more water so HOPEFULLY the wretched triangular pimple formation on my face will disappear by tomorrow evening. Bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-770274005915522505?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/770274005915522505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=770274005915522505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/770274005915522505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/770274005915522505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/12/dude-how-deja-vu-is-this-i-just-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5152321605595635432</id><published>2010-11-22T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:36:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THESE ARE SO DAMN FUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbunyoBJvo1qe2i1c.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbunyoBJvo1qe2i1c.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbunygmv8m1qe2i1c.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbunygmv8m1qe2i1c.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbpr9o4MRW1qbyr8wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbpr9o4MRW1qbyr8wo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbpshabaAf1qdziq7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbpshabaAf1qdziq7o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbo342V8lp1qdif86o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbo342V8lp1qdif86o1_400.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbkavrnAi11qdif86o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbkavrnAi11qdif86o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbjszjZViw1qcuhk6o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbjszjZViw1qcuhk6o1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHA! the first cartoon strip kinda reminds me of me. I tend to be crazy-wacko like that. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;damn&lt;a href="http://www.fuckyeahlaughters.tumblr.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this site &lt;/a&gt;is&amp;nbsp;hilarious. knock yourselves out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5152321605595635432?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5152321605595635432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5152321605595635432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5152321605595635432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5152321605595635432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/11/these-are-so-damn-funny.html' title='THESE ARE SO DAMN FUNNY'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7242208475896881505</id><published>2010-11-09T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T12:13:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ew grammer mistakes</title><content type='html'>Just reread a few of my previous posts only to realize- I am guilty of having committed quite a few grammatical errors over the past few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gag. Sorry guys. (assuming I have followers, somewhere out there) I know the number one rule to blogging- blogging well I mean - is to &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;make grammatical mistakes. Somehow I never seem to proofread, or proofread really badly. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I gotsta go eat now. Baiseeyoupeepslater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7242208475896881505?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7242208475896881505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7242208475896881505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7242208475896881505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7242208475896881505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/11/ew-grammer-mistakes.html' title='Ew grammer mistakes'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2765536103126819300</id><published>2010-11-02T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:57:38.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I die young &lt;i&gt;bury me in satin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lay me down &lt;i&gt;on a bed of roses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sink me in &lt;i&gt;the river&lt;/i&gt; at dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Send me away with &lt;i&gt;the words of a love song&amp;nbsp;&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/6741094869500209941-2765536103126819300?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2765536103126819300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2765536103126819300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2765536103126819300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2765536103126819300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-i-die-young-bury-me-in-satin-lay-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3906021040594053509</id><published>2010-10-27T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:44:31.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>I don't really want to talk about it, but I will say that I think it's one of the &lt;a href="http://articles.sfgate.com/2010-08-29/opinion/22949948_1_karzai-family-afghan-men-president-hamid-karzai"&gt;Most Disturbing&lt;/a&gt; movies I have watched. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and apparently A Time to Kill is much worse. Hello next English class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: click on Most Disturbing to read an article I found online about.. (to me) the most disturbing part in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and out of context but- realized my instant-recall skills when it comes to pictures/ slideshows/ details in general are quite bad. I couldn't connect two and two together well enough and am constantly getting my facts wrong. Shucks la. This is one of those moments (yes, one of the many) when I feel I totally &lt;b&gt;don't belong&lt;/b&gt; in the class/ group/ JPA cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so.. defeated. I know a nap isn't going to help, so I may as well do with a cuppa tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Highlight of the day was the visit from Yoke, HQ, Aik and Mel. Uhuh uhuh, you heard right- they came to Sunway for breakfast! :) Insanely happy. HEE. Hope next time they come get to meet the gang. (Hope there will be a next time. Lol. Hi guys I hope someone reads this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWH, so cute. My housemate (Waina) just came and asked me if I'm scared, and left her room door open for me. :) Must be because I am huddled against a wall typing in our living room. Damn this, need to be less sensitive/ reactive to &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; kinda things lah. Haijo how to be a lawyer. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm off. Bye world. I'm sorry if this post makes no sense, I guess on some level it's not supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3906021040594053509?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3906021040594053509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3906021040594053509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3906021040594053509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3906021040594053509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/10/kite-runner.html' title='The Kite Runner'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6539183587551162170</id><published>2010-10-25T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:44:56.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas</title><content type='html'>Music plays a minimal role in my life when I am at home. Not so in the hostel. I know it's kinda random- but i just wanted to put it out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY feel like activating my Tumblr just so I can reblog EVERYTHING from &lt;a href="http://ffoodd.tumblr.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lab0m2lUkH1qawx0jo1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lab0m2lUkH1qawx0jo1_250.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just to&amp;nbsp;commemorate&amp;nbsp;today's victory. Team Say-No-To-Whaling won the PAL mini Amazing Race today! As a reward, we all received free phones from Banana Co.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a good day indeed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6539183587551162170?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6539183587551162170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6539183587551162170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6539183587551162170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6539183587551162170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/10/bananas.html' title='Bananas'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7490798124945623445</id><published>2010-10-23T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:47:57.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is a dying art!</title><content type='html'>Spent a good part of today desperately scouring the internet-o-sphere for updated blogs from anytime between last week and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got.. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like nobody ever blogs anymore! People have started well.. Tumblr-ing. Not that I don't adore Tumblr. Nope, I am not one of those people who think that there are only too many cupcake/ prettygirl/ inspirational quotes/pictures one can take. I love those things. I find it cool to see what attracts people, and even cooler when I find that a particular quote or picture that resonates with me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I do really really miss the occasional loong post from people about their life. What happened, what they hope for, what recent&amp;nbsp;epiphanies have they had. Real stuff from real people. You know, stupid high-school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic thing is that I myself have cut down on blogging, and when I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; blog it tends to be all abstract and&amp;nbsp;philosophical-type. Which must be pretty drab to read over and over again, I mean, yes, Life is Hard and Love is Complicated- but who doesn't know these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I'm going to attempt to cheer myself (and perhaps the other pining blog-readers) up by posting a post entirely (this section excluded) about my life now. No allusions, hopefully. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*crinkled smiley*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here goes. I am adjusting well to Sunway. Assignments have piled up so now we're simply in the process of placing them in the Out box, which is where my huge-50% Law Project now is. On that- it went splendidly. The class laughed at all the right parts, we had fun, and most importantly: I think we DID manage to teach them something. Would love to show you guys the game Keefe and I created, but my teacher might have other plans for it. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is left is our book report for EALD and an Econs project. KahYung and I are doing our report on Life of Pi. Which, IMHO, is one of the best books ever. Been rereading it today, despite it's unappetizing book jacket (which I might change soon) and I really love it. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*nerd suit UP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Oh and I am fighting with Kun. Which is nothing new, but this Saturday would then be the first Saturday we spend apart, intentionally, since the time I've moved to Sunway. I'm not ballsy enough to share the reason for our spat here, but lets just say perhaps the time has come to.. detach a little. Ain't that right?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited:-&lt;br /&gt;We're alright, we're alright. Drama queen man. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, best part about today and the reason I am not already in my Pjamies curled up to Life of Pi? I'm meeting my closest friends for a Snowflake at SS[insert random number] soon. Gossiping over Sea Amber Jelly has become the highlight of my weeks, so yea, excited. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me- damn I should be getting ready to leave. See you kids later then. Hope this made someone's day, even if it's only future me when I reread this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Trampauline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7490798124945623445?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7490798124945623445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7490798124945623445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7490798124945623445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7490798124945623445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/10/blogging-is-dying-art.html' title='Blogging is a dying art!'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1973827759768657512</id><published>2010-10-21T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:03:15.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The most important thing to remember: what matters to you, is what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Jane Austen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1973827759768657512?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1973827759768657512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1973827759768657512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1973827759768657512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1973827759768657512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/10/most-important-thing-to-remember-what.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6017674778692830495</id><published>2010-10-18T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:34:38.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate disturbing sad movies. Yet it is a pity those tend to be the award winning ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6017674778692830495?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6017674778692830495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6017674778692830495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6017674778692830495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6017674778692830495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hate-disturbing-sad-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8033628424540769153</id><published>2010-09-30T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T00:10:14.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When did love-at-first-sight begin to lose favor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Why did passionate kisses and lingering glances and cradling of hands fall out of style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Where did poetry and sonnets and.. well words in general disappear to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Where did all the romance go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So many questions, never enough answers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okayh I shall attempt to analyze the unhappy ending of Shakespeare In Love and rationalize it out with myself, so that when i stumble upon this post in years to come, i wont be bowled over by a wave of 'omg-yeah-that-movie-so-sad!' *insert depressed emoticon*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you have watched the movie then you know what I speak of, and if you haven't GO WATCH IT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The only consolation for me was that I failed to complete submerge myself in the movie (which tends to be the default reaction) because well.. Shakespeare over-romanticized&amp;nbsp;everything and in general wasn't serious enough as a man to deal with the problem at hand. And by doing that, it makes you wonder: What happens if he, someway along the road, (assuming they had a happy ending) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;meets someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;? I mean Gwyneth Paltrow's gonna get old right? It's entirely plausible that'd he would just reason it all away, conjure up a few sad self-pitying lines to justify himself and move on. Take into example his Startfort wife. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But oh my goodness, I really wished they had stayed together. and Lasted. Forever. Society needs more stories like this now, more than ever. Enough with rape, incest and all manner of sex-related horrors already! Bring back the Shakespeares, the old love we've forgotten.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Actually.. maybe Romeo and Juliet was the main play that introduced love with a catch; love with that heart-breaking twist of fate that slices up any decent heart to shreds. Maybe Shakespear is responsible for all these unhappy-ever-afters. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That doesn't seem right. Oh dear, another long night of pondering and reflection. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8033628424540769153?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8033628424540769153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8033628424540769153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8033628424540769153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8033628424540769153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/shakespear-in-love.html' title='Shakespeare In Love'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3957815200906513096</id><published>2010-09-30T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:30:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://voidwithme.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-someone-loves-you-way-they-say.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voidwithme.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-someone-loves-you-way-they-say.html"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;click me, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stole this from Jenn's facebook link. really cute, and made me smile. (as if the cancellation of English didn't do that enough). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. although i do demand food from Kun, and no, i dont think what big sisters do in terms of 'clothing sacrifice' equals to love. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3957815200906513096?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3957815200906513096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3957815200906513096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3957815200906513096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3957815200906513096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/click-me-please-stole-this-from-jenns.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6514534115476697634</id><published>2010-09-27T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:22:09.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know I know how.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TKBtRyvQ0oI/AAAAAAAAFIs/2BNDzluyGsA/s1600/IMG_3990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TKBtRyvQ0oI/AAAAAAAAFIs/2BNDzluyGsA/s400/IMG_3990.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that have irked me today:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the grapes I am currently eating taste.. salty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cloudy weather earlier this evening casted everything in gloomy shadows, causing me to strain my already squinty Chinese eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;noisy machinery &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt; outside my bedroom. it's&amp;nbsp;screeching and throbbing make me wanna just.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*gnashes teeth*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prev two aforementioned points have lead to ongoing headache. feels like a monkey is playing with a wrench in my skull.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Law homework/ project is surprisingly hard. tough. difficult. mmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am finishing HIMYM and White Collar too fast for my liking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my hair keeps flipping up at it's corners. Bree-style. heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that have perked up my day considerably:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Law class got canceled today hence no need for college. &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*lazes at home*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; *stares helplessly at Law homework*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am meeting with friends and a Kun later tonight for waffles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;managed to somehow wrap my head around certain aspects of homework. (why does my day/ life revolve around homework?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sis is coming home later/ now from Semenyih. maybe I'll do something nice for her: not demand for my toner back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooked today. okay wait I think this is moot because i cooked too much and am now waay bloated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically today was a break from the usual routine, and a welcomed break at that. although it just seems like life for me has become increasingly &lt;b&gt;stagnant&lt;/b&gt;; despite not necessarily being an altogether bad thing, it is not a cause for celebration either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;studies seem like a.. well, a waste of time frankly. nobody (but my maths teacher) seems to be teaching a proper syllabus, and everyone seems to be teaching without that drive/ urgency needed to teach effectively. it isn't uncommon for us to walk out of class certain days feeling so disgruntled at what a complete waste of time [that] lesson was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. restlessness tends to resurface occasionally; esp when discussing A-Levels with my mum. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TKBtvIcBZ1I/AAAAAAAAFIw/xDz5pp-VlLc/s1600/IMG_3991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TKBtvIcBZ1I/AAAAAAAAFIw/xDz5pp-VlLc/s400/IMG_3991.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why hello there small thing. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6514534115476697634?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6514534115476697634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6514534115476697634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6514534115476697634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6514534115476697634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-i-know-how.html' title='you know I know how.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TKBtRyvQ0oI/AAAAAAAAFIs/2BNDzluyGsA/s72-c/IMG_3990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3336711685491348147</id><published>2010-09-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T23:45:54.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook just gave me a slap on the wrist!</title><content type='html'>A little blue box popped up and squealed:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You are not permitted to do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as i was fiddling around with my search box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaa..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could almost swear to feeling a smarting pain at my right wrist. almost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3336711685491348147?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3336711685491348147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3336711685491348147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3336711685491348147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3336711685491348147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/facebook-just-gave-me-slap-on-wrist.html' title='Facebook just gave me a slap on the wrist!'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1341853494011580304</id><published>2010-09-14T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:52:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impeccable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;The only problem with LoveGivesMeHope is that before you know it, you're into page 40 and rereading all the old posts. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1341853494011580304?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1341853494011580304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1341853494011580304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1341853494011580304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1341853494011580304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/impeccable.html' title='Impeccable'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8300731389636959498</id><published>2010-09-12T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:31:42.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on books and past inhibitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For it wasn't only because I was mildly ill that other people and life in general seemed such a puzzle, so surprising and beyond understanding, so &lt;i&gt;unknowable&lt;/i&gt;, and yet so fascinating. So beautiful and yet so ugly too. In a less fevered way, that is how it was for me always and still is: the surprise and fascination, the otherness, the not-me of it all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;- The Toll Bridge, Aiden Chambers&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Excerpt above is a direct contradiction to the point I am about to dive into, but it is one of the things that really resonated with me from the book. Which, in a roundabout way, does coincide with my thought laid out below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I was really nervous about diving into my Ausmat English reading list, I do admit. The initial excitement of just.. &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt; and having &lt;i&gt;something to do&lt;/i&gt; was quickly shadowed by the fear of &lt;i&gt;not understanding&lt;/i&gt;. You see, I've been wallowing through a sea of children-like books: fantasy mostly. On top of that, I've been steadfastly avoiding all forms of adult literature/ novels/ reading materials of any kind. Dont ask me why, occasionally i believe it to be deliberate. A by product of my disappointment in the behaviour of adults in general. Sometimes, I may even attribute it to the scum-below-my-shoe politic system Malaysia has, idk. Perhaps also because i assumed all ideas forthcoming from adults to be dark and deep. Spirals of&amp;nbsp;unanswerable&amp;nbsp;questions presented in verbose, complicated language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am surprised, and delightfully so, to say that my initial trepidation was completely unfounded. A complete fallacy. I have finished a few (waay too few if you ask me) books on said reading list, and have fallen in love with &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; of them. (okay, minus Lord of the Flies, but still)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is due to the fact that I, as a teenage asian living in a totally different time, can recognize certain -if not a majority off- ideas and perspectives brought forth by these authors. It just goes to show that some things, immortalized in writing, transcends.. well, everything. race, religion, place of origin; gender, time and age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means people must be the same, some parts of them at least. And it is comforting to know we are all in &lt;i&gt;some way&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;all relatable. si?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8300731389636959498?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8300731389636959498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8300731389636959498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8300731389636959498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8300731389636959498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-books-and-past-inhibitions.html' title='on books and past inhibitions'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7099877342924637834</id><published>2010-09-09T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T17:00:57.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TIih89ofNdI/AAAAAAAAFIc/rIMYv7aBtug/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-09-09+at+4.58.36+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TIih89ofNdI/AAAAAAAAFIc/rIMYv7aBtug/s400/Screen+shot+2010-09-09+at+4.58.36+PM.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;check out the most recent section. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh and will be staying over at HorngQing's place (my second sleepover, ever) to leave at 5 tomorrow morning to work as a supervisor at our beloved PM's house for the Raya Open House.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;don't worry, i will remember to send off bad vibrations. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7099877342924637834?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7099877342924637834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7099877342924637834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7099877342924637834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7099877342924637834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/conflict.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TIih89ofNdI/AAAAAAAAFIc/rIMYv7aBtug/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-09-09+at+4.58.36+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7522265256825259611</id><published>2010-09-04T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:43:35.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WLH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many times does a butterfly blink,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before it learns to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fly&lt;/i&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;gah. heartache.&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/6741094869500209941-7522265256825259611?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7522265256825259611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7522265256825259611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7522265256825259611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7522265256825259611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-in-disguise.html' title='WLH'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7174773132869101189</id><published>2010-08-19T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:40:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write it on the skyline</title><content type='html'>have just realized that almost all the pictures i have posted below (yesterday) were taken at twilight/ evening. and that &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; have been because i posted it in the evening, with the dim purple of the darkening sky&amp;nbsp;stealthily&amp;nbsp;invading my thoughts. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;*dum dum*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;wow, AUSMAT is really brushing up my analytical skills. who would have thought taking a step back every now and then to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; things would be so.. informative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had another engaging english class today. discussed abortion, politics, sincerity and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like how i learn so much from my peers (quite a fair bit from the one on my left) in discussions like this. it's so much easier to think out of the box when you have 30+ people working on it together. i'd hate for the class to separate, although i &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; interested in knowing what the shyer people have to say. fluency in a language doesnt account for good ideas and perpectives ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, my loaned movie (The Breakfast Club) can't be viewed on both my laptop and Waina's. grrr. and it's lease in ending tomorrow! should i just take the 7.40 bus to park myself in the library for 2 hours to watch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk. Impossible by Shontelle playing on loop now. time to stop procrastinating and do something productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(i am so nervous whenever i think about getting behind a wheel again. am seriously considering defeat. &lt;b&gt;help&lt;/b&gt;.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling somewhat better. HEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7174773132869101189?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7174773132869101189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7174773132869101189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7174773132869101189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7174773132869101189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/write-it-on-skyline.html' title='Write it on the skyline'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2750764267483896695</id><published>2010-08-18T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:22:49.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l761fkqJDZ1qaxm50o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l761fkqJDZ1qaxm50o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5ycf9CSPv1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5ycf9CSPv1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ag35NHQo1qbpfeto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ag35NHQo1qbpfeto1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/EVhVw7gKnnau1ptiymZcmW7yo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/EVhVw7gKnnau1ptiymZcmW7yo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l799o5ah6m1qzyyeio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l799o5ah6m1qzyyeio1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6m1qd4CWU1qc1ev4o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6m1qd4CWU1qc1ev4o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6wdzoMB7t1qbvh44o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6wdzoMB7t1qbvh44o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tilt shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6vo5yhfZI1qzypbho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6vo5yhfZI1qzypbho1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6y9sjrg2f1qzyyeio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6y9sjrg2f1qzyyeio1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky7cajQ3Rh1qzu1m0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky7cajQ3Rh1qzu1m0o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/GMTNeBntHo2rc88f51zw8M4Lo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/GMTNeBntHo2rc88f51zw8M4Lo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i had two parakeets once. Polly and Budgie. Budgie died, and we set Polly free. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;traumatizing. i couldnt go to school for awhile after those two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l76nkmNSMR1qcwsd8o1_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l76nkmNSMR1qcwsd8o1_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4qkuqZD2E1qzxvpro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4qkuqZD2E1qzxvpro1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Friendship is an involuntary reflex, it just happens, you can’t help it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ted (How I Met Your Mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love the quote, but loving the source more.&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;and hey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has anyone realized that when you type 'a part' too closely, it becomes 'apart'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:'/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-2750764267483896695?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2750764267483896695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2750764267483896695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2750764267483896695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2750764267483896695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/apart.html' title='Apart'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6795763357464771413</id><published>2010-08-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:30:32.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TGQBCQRkd2I/AAAAAAAAFIM/wI6UVxhWvwI/s1600/IMG_4118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TGQBCQRkd2I/AAAAAAAAFIM/wI6UVxhWvwI/s320/IMG_4118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more about this to come. if i am too lazy, i'll at least make the effort to update on this in word form.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh and erm yeah. we've done it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6795763357464771413?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6795763357464771413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6795763357464771413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6795763357464771413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6795763357464771413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-about-this-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TGQBCQRkd2I/AAAAAAAAFIM/wI6UVxhWvwI/s72-c/IMG_4118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4981495179765366579</id><published>2010-08-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T18:58:19.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpleton</title><content type='html'>i have always fought to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason being i am complicated enough already inside my head, without being that way in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have real, out-of-your-hands&amp;nbsp;quandaries at every corner you turn, when you are subject to constant,&amp;nbsp;ever-present&amp;nbsp;dilemmas&amp;nbsp;that you can do nothing about, you tend to think. and you never stop, because thinking, for me at least, is always on a tangent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so you mull, you deliberate, you settle in somewhere deep inside yourself and slowly analyse and dissect. and when that is done, you inevitably move on to a new issue, because we all know there always is one. be it a story you read or a conversation you've just had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, that's where i differ. instead of allowing myself to sink into deep contemplation, i stop. or, the more viable option, tangent off to something less deep. less complex. less frown-inducing. like how that cloud looks funny. (following that, giggling will ensue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe that is my &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; problem. i have, somehow, oversimplified myself. in engineering the perfect response to the perils (exaggeration) of overthinking, i have decided to.. not think at all. how brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i worry. has this caused me to lose my ability to think critically? can i no longer conduct deep analysis, conjure up witty and inspiring ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads to the question. is it &lt;i&gt;worth&lt;/i&gt; it? giving up that kind of.. perception. and in return being able to still have enough air in the head to just.. laugh. a brief peace of mind, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whispers) then again, maybe i'm just deluding myself into believing that i am capable of that kind of mind deflection, and in reality i think even more than before, even more than now. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and following that line of thought, maybe this is a dream inside a dream. a thought inside a thought. an idea inside an idea inside my head beneath my hair above my eyes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;*wiggles eyebrows for dramatic effect*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. jokes aside though, i guess when it comes down to it, i may, at heart, be a simpleton,&amp;nbsp;but i am still glad for the relapses. if ive learnt anything from my mind contortions today, it's that being not deep (i think the correct term is shallow, but that sounds.. odd) all the time doesn't mean i can't be deep at all. i just have to learn to appreciate the beauty from both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is good enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4981495179765366579?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4981495179765366579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4981495179765366579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4981495179765366579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4981495179765366579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/simpleton.html' title='Simpleton'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1381386240081360895</id><published>2010-08-11T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T14:32:40.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver lining(s)</title><content type='html'>there is one in every disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1381386240081360895?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1381386240081360895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1381386240081360895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1381386240081360895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1381386240081360895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/silver-linings.html' title='Silver lining(s)'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8519495819023261056</id><published>2010-08-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:20:02.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite there yet, but On the Way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it really is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i've realized, that in time, i've just started to grow younger and younger (mentally) after hitting the age of 18.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for example:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i no longer hold on to my own version of 'right' like it's the only thing that's real.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i no longer take the most complicated route in solving a problem/ spat with someone or another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have all these newfound&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;principles&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;which i'm trying to live by. (i tried listing them out, but i've realized they develop as I develop. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and lastly, i prioritize happiness, as corny and unrealistic as that sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so here's to going back to loving sandcastles and swings, having sticky fingers and snotty noses, and constantly stuffing on sugary treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;... mm no wait, when i did i ever stop? O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;edited/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;found this on tumblr. perfect summary of this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6fa7w88ss1qaz6iso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6fa7w88ss1qaz6iso1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8519495819023261056?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8519495819023261056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8519495819023261056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8519495819023261056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8519495819023261056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-quite-there-yet-but-on-way.html' title='Not quite there yet, but On the Way.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4023166847659091682</id><published>2010-08-01T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:15:26.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TFRZn6lRM2I/AAAAAAAAFIA/i-1GrCtwncY/s1600/IMG_3769_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TFRZn6lRM2I/AAAAAAAAFIA/i-1GrCtwncY/s640/IMG_3769_2.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;day of farewell. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(havent had a 31st post in a very long time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4023166847659091682?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4023166847659091682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4023166847659091682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4023166847659091682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4023166847659091682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/08/31st.html' title='31st'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TFRZn6lRM2I/AAAAAAAAFIA/i-1GrCtwncY/s72-c/IMG_3769_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6738664904376347802</id><published>2010-07-29T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:36:32.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been having a &lt;b&gt;really &lt;/b&gt;hell-ish week so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so bad it's disconcerting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets see, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Monday&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;, first day of the week. also the day i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;missed my first ever Politics and Law class&lt;/b&gt;. which i have &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; been looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;need i mention i was&lt;i&gt; the only&lt;/i&gt; goon to have missed said class? huh. guess not.&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i also missed the specific instructions for the homework for that class- a 3 to 4 page essay on Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all off? the one class i've missed, the teacher &lt;i&gt;has &lt;/i&gt;to be a part-time lecturer, which means the only time i get to apologize&amp;nbsp;profusely for my absence is.. on Fri. our next class. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; saw me get into one of the &lt;b&gt;worst fights EVER with my sister and mother&lt;/b&gt;. basically i'm currently disowned by both parties, by choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning i had/have to engineer my own means of transport to and fro Sunway on Fridays and Mondays and maybe Tuesdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; morning witnessed my unceremonious scramble from bed straight into the shower at 7.30. you see Yoke was coming to visit at 8 on Thursday, but i (as predicted) &lt;b&gt;got the dates wrong&lt;/b&gt;. my Wednesday class starts at 10.30. i was ready by 7.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it doesnt &lt;i&gt;seem&lt;/i&gt; like a big deal, but when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;every second of sleep is precious&lt;/span&gt;, you feel the burn. trust me. i was lucky enough to have the sense to call him before leaving my place, so no 2 and a half hours wait in college. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (today) saw me &lt;b&gt;boarding the wrong bus to college&lt;/b&gt;. which means i ended up in Taylors Subang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, thankfully, Yoke was in Sunway already and fetched me to Sunway College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you see what i mean?&lt;/span&gt; i feel like i'm walking on eggshells here! :S i mean, what are the odds of all of the above events happening consecutively? pretty slim i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you know whats the MOST worrisome part?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the week is not over yet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this post will edited for developments on Fri. i dont believe in tainted weekends so i'm safe there, hopefully.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6738664904376347802?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6738664904376347802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6738664904376347802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6738664904376347802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6738664904376347802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/worst-week.html' title='worst week'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-106447749138690719</id><published>2010-07-25T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:54:05.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of tattoos and tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because now, in my mind, the two invariably go together. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sadly, i will most probably never get a tat done, cause i'm shit afraid of needles. and pain. but it's still nice to imagine, no?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5sod6IDwO1qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5sod6IDwO1qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i have a strange affinity for snowflakes, peacocks, birds in general, flowers and the latest addition, turtles. (: oh and the colour green, but that's pretty obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5p6xsoQ3l1qapcggo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5p6xsoQ3l1qapcggo1_400.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5l75ecOZ01qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5l75ecOZ01qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5l6yv53Ti1qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5l6yv53Ti1qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hivflwSo1qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hivflwSo1qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hicyU2xm1qapcggo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hicyU2xm1qapcggo1_400.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59x6y4ECJ1qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59x6y4ECJ1qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59wqqSTGq1qapcggo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59wqqSTGq1qapcggo1_400.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIS is a nice colour tattoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59v9hq9ak1qapcggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59v9hq9ak1qapcggo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay wait guys lookit what i found wei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l603laSedV1qar0v7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l603laSedV1qar0v7o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this guy looks like Ali! doesnt he doesnt he?! maybe it IS him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O_O&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&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-106447749138690719?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/106447749138690719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=106447749138690719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/106447749138690719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/106447749138690719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-tattoos-and-tumblr.html' title='of tattoos and tumblr'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3169177910239175824</id><published>2010-07-22T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:43:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Day of my Life. (to date)</title><content type='html'>first off, &amp;nbsp;i would just like to begin by saying.. HALLELUJAH THERE IS INTERNET IN OUR HOSTEL ROOM NOW! and to be &lt;b&gt;shared only by four people&lt;/b&gt;! exceeelllent! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;*wide toothy grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DID have to &lt;b&gt;wait from 3+ till 5&lt;/b&gt; to get it installed tho. and it extended till 6 due to my Mac-cannot-find-IP-add issues. but no matter, it is here, and i am thrilled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would honour the occasion by blogging about what was probably the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Happiest Day of my Life,&lt;/span&gt; so far and until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my surprise farewell gathering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my soppy sentimentalization of it all, but it really was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Best Thing Anyone &lt;/span&gt;has ever done for me. again, so far and until further notice. (sorry, i cant make a irrevocable statement; i am incredibly superstitious. :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. it was like, the &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; surprise. you know how everyone (dont even try to deny it guys!) has fantasized about the perfect birthday surprise, how everyone special would be there. there'd be a few presents, a cake(!), candles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just say, to everyone that couldn't make it, it was all that and more. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;storytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was the last night for me in PJ and i was getting kind of emotional. i mean i had already accepted moving, but it didn't chase away the blues. :/ anyway, so Kun and I decide to go for dinner. Chillies, One Utama. Enchiladas and Honey Chipotle Chicken. same order everytime&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. :)'©™&lt;/span&gt; &amp;lt; this moticon is supposed to symbolize a salivating face. and as you can see it's Original P juice, so you will be charged if misused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to dinner. right before food comes, Kun tells me he &lt;i&gt;has to be back&lt;/i&gt; early cause his parents want him home earlier to study. am a tad bit disappointed, but kinda relieved as well, cause i was VERY reluctant to go into the whole 'goodbye' mode, and the main point emphasized during the whole dinner was that the night had no special importance to it; it's just a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we eat. at first things were going fine, alot of general talk about our day etc. and then he starts &lt;i&gt;receiving a hell lot of calls&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. as if that's not kancong-ing enough, he leaves for a rather loong toilet trip. i say kancong because all these calls coming in? i was told they were from his &lt;/span&gt;parents&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. he f&lt;b&gt;orgot to pray for his mum, and she cant do it herself cause she has period&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;i know right? LOLOLOL saddest part was that i believed it 100%. so basically i believed that his dad and mum were like calling every 15 minutes to yell at him to get home. panic much? so we gobbled/ inhaled our food, and almost ran out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now those of you who know me know i dont like rushing my meals. so i wasnt the happiest girl at that moment la. no i wasnt. and to top it all off, he tells me RIGHT AFTER WE LEAVE CHILLIES, after a phonecall, that &lt;b&gt;his dad can pray for his mum.&lt;/b&gt; so he doesnt have to rush back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so yeah, we walk around for awhile, till about 2230-ish, then i head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turns out Yoke was at my place. waiting for me in the dark in his car. my fault really, cause previously in the afternoon i invited him over after training, but i had no idea his training would end so late. and the original plan was for Aik and Nat to come over and help me pack, but they never called/ showed up so i assumed they were busy. (turns out they were busy preparing this. awwwwh!) &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;*blushes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Kun and i ruuushed back, and i brought the two boys up for dessert (or something. i didnt really know what to feed them at the time. ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at the doorstep of my house, Yoke realized he forgot his wallet in the car. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eh wallet or watch. i cant remember. O_O must ask Kun, i'll reedit this. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but yeah, we'll assume it's his wallet first alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so he asks Kun to go get it from the car with him. i was already IN my house, so, &lt;b&gt;being the lazy me&lt;/b&gt;, i assumed the guys would go get the wallet themselves. i mean, i actually also needed to scour the house for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, and till now im &lt;i&gt;not sure how&lt;/i&gt;, they managed to get me in the lift with them. oh and before that my mum sliped Kun something suspicious, but he refused to show it to me. i didnt wanna make a scene in front of Yoke so i just let it slide. later i would find out that it was a&lt;b&gt; knife&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;s&gt;for the cake.&lt;/s&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we were on our way down, and the lift ended up stopping at the 2nd floor (swimming pool) Yoke stepped out. with Kun. and AS USUAL being me, i thought they accidentally got off to the wrong floor, and i tried to close the door on them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Yoke goes like "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;eh, kam here&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yoke, wth this isnt our floor la&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;just come la! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;*pulls my wrist*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg on the floor at the lift lobby was a &lt;b&gt;perfectly&amp;nbsp;constructed heart made out of tealight candles&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO SWEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then Horng Qing pops out of nowhere! and starts to be generally the loud, head-prefect-y person he is; "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;HI PAULINE! LOOK IT'S A HEART. OMG ISNT IT NICE? EH PAULINE CAN YOU SEE IT'S A HEART&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and by that time i was &lt;i&gt;already &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sobbing like a crazy person&lt;/b&gt;. then after HQ finished his tirade/ covering up for the whispering girls, &lt;b&gt;people starting coming out&lt;/b&gt; from their various hiding places. &lt;b&gt;singing Au Lang Syne.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;*SNIFF SNIFF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; DAMN TOUCHING MAN. seriously by that time i was crying so much i was almost blind. my eyes needed car wipers, uhuh they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i say people, i mean, PEOPLE. it was like &lt;b&gt;my favourite people from all parts of my life&lt;/b&gt; were all there. scouts people/ besties- Nat, Yoke, HQ, Aaron, Wen Wen! primary school BFFS- Mei, Ash; DU people- Minn, NaomiOmi, Chen Sern, David, CHIP; and college buddy- the one and only and probably only college soulmate EVER, Nenlin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the No 1s, Aik, Nee and Kun. :'D (minus a certain Australian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it blew me off my feet. never in a million years could i have ever &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; ever&lt;/b&gt; imagine/ fantasized all these people getting together at the same place, same time, to see me off. ever. every single person there, i've had a personal history with, which was what made it so special. it was so so so so touching and insanely nice, sweet, perfect- you name it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;*tear glands slipping into overdrive*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they came complete with homemade cheesecake, handmade picture board, picture frame, cupcakes, teddybear-Beary, more cupcakes.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;*happy child grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERXc7AF_EI/AAAAAAAAFF4/JVC-JQguHcs/s1600/IMG_3947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERXc7AF_EI/AAAAAAAAFF4/JVC-JQguHcs/s400/IMG_3947.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that's supposed to be me. the wings and crown are a nice touch aik! (:E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aand. the legen-waitforit-dary picture board! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERYQExcUNI/AAAAAAAAFGA/HwPW25Zal5s/s1600/IMG_3944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERYQExcUNI/AAAAAAAAFGA/HwPW25Zal5s/s400/IMG_3944.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taadaaa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERYsPqlW5I/AAAAAAAAFGI/4l8wbiQdzuw/s1600/IMG_3945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERYsPqlW5I/AAAAAAAAFGI/4l8wbiQdzuw/s400/IMG_3945.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERZOsa1GgI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/CHsjipz5E-o/s1600/IMG_3969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERZOsa1GgI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/CHsjipz5E-o/s400/IMG_3969.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TADAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and of course the lovely pictureframe made by the scouts. LOVE YOU GUYS!&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERZ88JfaKI/AAAAAAAAFGY/ZT5ftJ_9y0w/s1600/IMG_3971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERZ88JfaKI/AAAAAAAAFGY/ZT5ftJ_9y0w/s400/IMG_3971.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TADAA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERaaVtcxyI/AAAAAAAAFGg/GT7katBmxKs/s1600/IMG_3972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERaaVtcxyI/AAAAAAAAFGg/GT7katBmxKs/s400/IMG_3972.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ISSA PEANUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERaz_tfOlI/AAAAAAAAFGo/AL3m6cmaXV4/s400/IMG_3978.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Beary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. from HQ and Aaron. :) (IT'S SO FLUFFY!) and Right:&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (stolen) from Joyce. lookit the two love-bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aand my study/ laptop table!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERdYvfTR1I/AAAAAAAAFG4/MfxCmWMtxQU/s400/IMG_3966.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERaz_tfOlI/AAAAAAAAFGo/AL3m6cmaXV4/s1600/IMG_3978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from LihWen. taadaaaa!~ love it so much. hardly do work on it tho cause i keep getting distracted by pics. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TEReLI6Y14I/AAAAAAAAFHA/MnnWtBMV7CU/s1600/IMG_3967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TEReLI6Y14I/AAAAAAAAFHA/MnnWtBMV7CU/s400/IMG_3967.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERelheXvxI/AAAAAAAAFHI/-bwTkDVK5JQ/s1600/IMG_3968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERelheXvxI/AAAAAAAAFHI/-bwTkDVK5JQ/s400/IMG_3968.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, thats LihWen. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she also gave me a pan, which i have not taken a pic of. (yet) soon to come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i also didnt manage to take a pic of Yoke's delicious cheesecake! he baked it with his own recipe, apparently. and he bought the ingredients! :)) OREO CHEESECAKE K. omg. *salivates* :)'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERbJ7D7sEI/AAAAAAAAFGw/z4yrojlKaS4/s1600/farewell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERbJ7D7sEI/AAAAAAAAFGw/z4yrojlKaS4/s400/farewell.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;GROUP PICTURE. HELLO EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but seriously tho. thanks for coming everyone. it meant and still does mean so much to me. i hope you guys had fun for however long you were there. we should have more gatherings like this! you people make my world rock and roll. i love you all. :') &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nyaaaaahbigassgrouphug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERe012wVxI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/QYRkWBkLRN4/s1600/IMG_3771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERe012wVxI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/QYRkWBkLRN4/s400/IMG_3771.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and lastly, special thanks to &lt;b&gt;this person&lt;/b&gt; right here. without her, none of it would have happened, and i would have just like, left. :'( thanks for taking care of me and planning this for me. :'S even tho i explicitly told you not to! haha. i guess that's what best friends are for. :) and hats off, it really was so unexpected! and so well planned!!!! :')&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the thing that hit me the most was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; thing, cause that was so early on, and i didnt know things were already in motion then. :') and right under my nose! :'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i never really got the chance to thank you, cause i didnt wanna lose my cool (fail) during the goodbyes, but THANKS AIK. you take care of me, all the time. and i wanna be as good a friend as you to me. it's gonna be hard, but i'll try my best. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERiF_vjYbI/AAAAAAAAFHY/75Ea9QzbyTA/s1600/IMG_3774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERiF_vjYbI/AAAAAAAAFHY/75Ea9QzbyTA/s400/IMG_3774.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;home sweet home tomorrow. yay. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nights everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(doing this post has made me miss home.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3169177910239175824?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3169177910239175824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3169177910239175824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3169177910239175824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3169177910239175824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/happiest-day-of-my-life-to-date.html' title='The Happiest Day of my Life. (to date)'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TERXc7AF_EI/AAAAAAAAFF4/JVC-JQguHcs/s72-c/IMG_3947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-257107993117849025</id><published>2010-07-18T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:57:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no rhyme or reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5dejmISvG1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5dejmISvG1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;looks a little like templers park. someone please get married there already so we can recreate the effect. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5dejmISvG1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5dejmISvG1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzho8fpUWY1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzho8fpUWY1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kznc7t654i1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kznc7t654i1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxv47uC8uf1qzn6mso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxv47uC8uf1qzn6mso1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzegttWv8K1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzegttWv8K1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktye64WaN31qzbqvao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktye64WaN31qzbqvao1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;non highlighted? LIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz5c9tVDzC1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz5c9tVDzC1qzr5ipo1_500.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e0vprgro1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e0vprgro1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e0vprgro1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e07iUGKW1qzwaddo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e07iUGKW1qzwaddo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all our petty little problems. we can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5e07iUGKW1qzwaddo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5el6czzQK1qzv9uzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5el6czzQK1qzv9uzo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD74L7PrlMI/AAAAAAAAFE4/QAOGHMsTBXc/s1600/IMG_3961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD74L7PrlMI/AAAAAAAAFE4/QAOGHMsTBXc/s400/IMG_3961.JPG" width="400" /&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 time! the hostel/ friends post!&lt;br /&gt;therefore these handsome buildings must be the beloved hostel i keep rambling on and on about. behold-&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Casa Subang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD70nOShINI/AAAAAAAAFEI/LO6OwXV0TZY/s1600/IMG_3952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD70nOShINI/AAAAAAAAFEI/LO6OwXV0TZY/s400/IMG_3952.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is me inside our unit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;A-03-10&lt;/b&gt;, first unit to the left of the lifts. living room with the couch set. haha, it's pretty barren otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD71RB14EuI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/zBrQ4nqY5bM/s1600/IMG_3953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD71RB14EuI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/zBrQ4nqY5bM/s400/IMG_3953.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh okay one more with the living room window. faces Mydin's carpark, which is actually the better view. (alternative would be facing the factory :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7zXik9MII/AAAAAAAAFD4/aSck8rV143A/s1600/IMG_3950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7zXik9MII/AAAAAAAAFD4/aSck8rV143A/s400/IMG_3950.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is our room! (that's Jenani, roomie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7yxKPBzaI/AAAAAAAAFDw/DmILJ0F1yFk/s1600/IMG_3948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7yxKPBzaI/AAAAAAAAFDw/DmILJ0F1yFk/s400/IMG_3948.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; is our toilet. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;tadaa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;only shared between us two girls. and attached to our room. :) with a heater which is a huge plus point. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD70JVIoEzI/AAAAAAAAFEA/ydA2B8M_Zfs/s1600/IMG_3951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD70JVIoEzI/AAAAAAAAFEA/ydA2B8M_Zfs/s400/IMG_3951.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our long conjoined study table. i might just study on the table outside (there is a study table in the living room) cause this just doesnt look very&amp;nbsp;conducive. we'll see la. maybe after i add a table lamp and maybe one more table fan. (yeah, no ceiling fan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD72u3ynwLI/AAAAAAAAFEg/7rX6DitUEg4/s1600/IMG_3956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD72u3ynwLI/AAAAAAAAFEg/7rX6DitUEg4/s400/IMG_3956.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;main door, shoe rack, Waina's room (she was changing so no picture of the interior) and Ainaa and Waina's toilet. (shared between the both of them as well) remember, only 4 people per unit. for ours at least :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD73MgLGr-I/AAAAAAAAFEo/rIt5_6XPcCU/s1600/IMG_3957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD73MgLGr-I/AAAAAAAAFEo/rIt5_6XPcCU/s400/IMG_3957.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainaa's room. yes much bigger than Jen and mine's. but i guess it works out cause we can go back anytime, and these are actually their like, real homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD73zR6xjEI/AAAAAAAAFEw/lPrroZrxJLk/s1600/IMG_3954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD73zR6xjEI/AAAAAAAAFEw/lPrroZrxJLk/s400/IMG_3954.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in kitchen by fridge. the electric stoves dont work, but it doesnt really effect us as we dont cook, so no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHY DO I KEEP TAKING PICTURES IN PAJAMA PANTS. ahah. ha. *hides face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD8Fd1-ndQI/AAAAAAAAFFw/xe57SJVvCB4/s1600/IMG_3955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD8Fd1-ndQI/AAAAAAAAFFw/xe57SJVvCB4/s400/IMG_3955.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wet area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay moving on to people i have met/ hung out with/ and somehow, on some level, bonded with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD757V88VII/AAAAAAAAFFQ/b8LePDu_9Gs/s1600/IMG_3962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD757V88VII/AAAAAAAAFFQ/b8LePDu_9Gs/s640/IMG_3962.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;green is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;KahYung&lt;/span&gt;, only DU doing Law in AUSMAT. my 'Homie' (no seriously, that's his name in my phonebook)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Red with glasses is JOEL JUSTIN. say hellooo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;! Joel's from Sarawak and has become one of my closest friends there. we laugh ourselves stupid at the same things and both are uncommonly dramatic. *insert wildly gesturing hands and wide surprised eyes* (had to enlarge picture cause it's the only one i have of his face. ambushed him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD76WEaamnI/AAAAAAAAFFY/Pxbi0wJH1JY/s1600/IMG_3965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD76WEaamnI/AAAAAAAAFFY/Pxbi0wJH1JY/s400/IMG_3965.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aand that's Keefe! KEEFIE! haha &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Keefe&lt;/span&gt; says the weirdest things at the weirdest moments. he reminds me slightly of a huge Asian teddy bear. he actually gave KahYung an&amp;nbsp;impromptu&amp;nbsp;hug in the middle of our dinner outing cause of KahYung's captioned tee. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD74lvbeQ9I/AAAAAAAAFFA/1vCscvxLZnE/s1600/IMG_3959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD74lvbeQ9I/AAAAAAAAFFA/1vCscvxLZnE/s400/IMG_3959.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Waaaina&lt;/span&gt;!!!! i love Waina to bits. she is so cute &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; fair &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; adorable. &amp;lt;3 takes Accounting with Jen. she's from Putrajaya/ Terengganu and guess what? her dad is the Agung's assistant person. how cool is that?! not as cool as the fact that she has won Malay traditional dance choreographing competition(s)! and has the Gold medal for the Anugerah Pengakap Perdana (if i'm not mistaken). SCOUTS take a good look at our future traditional dance teacher! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i dont have a picture of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ainaa&lt;/span&gt; cause she's always without her tudung in the house. :( but no worries, there will be many more opportunities to snap a picture with her. or two. hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD72RZefG7I/AAAAAAAAFEY/OE1EDCDxBko/s1600/IMG_3949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD72RZefG7I/AAAAAAAAFEY/OE1EDCDxBko/s400/IMG_3949.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lastly, my roomie, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;! phew thank goodness for HELP man. helps sharing a room with someone i know (and like. :) and it's extra awesome that we mix so well together (JPJK- joel, pauline, jen, keefe) i dont see her much tho! it's cause of the difference in classes. we dont have a single class together, and Jen is only around the hostel on Tues nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm no better actually. i'm only staying at the hostel two nights a week this month. this is actually cause i only have 3 days of college a week for July! (no more LAN for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah. that's a glimpse into my life in Sunway. looks promising, and because of the people i have met there, interesting. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7-QxyjNLI/AAAAAAAAFFg/KLHUXE8isNs/s1600/IMG_3973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD7-QxyjNLI/AAAAAAAAFFg/KLHUXE8isNs/s400/IMG_3973.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i guess that's it from me, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;off to visit my beloved. PEANUT HERE I COME! *rubs hands in glee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tata people. it's good to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4377058673675241448?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4377058673675241448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4377058673675241448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4377058673675241448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4377058673675241448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-at-sunway-so-far-with-colour.html' title='life at Sunway, so far. with colour!'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TD74L7PrlMI/AAAAAAAAFE4/QAOGHMsTBXc/s72-c/IMG_3961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-904935766307977001</id><published>2010-07-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:40:42.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a chair is still a chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDs1-bzfzRI/AAAAAAAAFDo/GziMYACqXw0/s1600/IMG_2951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDs1-bzfzRI/AAAAAAAAFDo/GziMYACqXw0/s400/IMG_2951.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving tomorrow for college and then a two nights stay at the hostel. (i dont have class on Mon and Fri this month, so it's a super long weekend for me for now. &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long pants and feet (as seen above) are symbolic 'cause over there people seem to NEVER wear shorts, so to avoid looking out of place i've been conforming to long pants/jeans everyday as well. and feet cause, well, i'm leaving. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. stock up on storybooks P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-904935766307977001?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/904935766307977001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=904935766307977001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/904935766307977001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/904935766307977001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/chair-is-still-chair.html' title='a chair is still a chair'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDs1-bzfzRI/AAAAAAAAFDo/GziMYACqXw0/s72-c/IMG_2951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-9097939439107616564</id><published>2010-07-11T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:26:25.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH THERE IS AN EFFING ANT NEST HANGING JUST INSIDE MY DOORWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH F WEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know, i have this things for ants. one or two or three- fine. but a whole battalion of them and i &lt;b&gt;will spray&lt;/b&gt; so help me BigMan.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i only NOT spray ants when.. we run out of Ridsect. or if i'm in camp. should it be the latter, i look AWAY and steadily&lt;i&gt; ignore&lt;/i&gt; line of crawling tiny ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe my intense dislike for these creatures stems from my friendship with a certain &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Elisha Sufian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. charming girl, very sweet. however- key point - hated ants to their very core. it was she who &lt;s&gt;taught&lt;/s&gt; told me that if a person were to consume ants in water then that said individual would suffer from poor memory retention. and you know what? i believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the sight of a billion disgusting red/ black/ white ants is just enough to raise bile. HURL I TELL YOU. mygosh seriously just talking about it gives me the creeps. ngahblahblugheduh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. breathe. time to crank open a fresh new can of Ridsect.&lt;br /&gt;nose has started to water involuntarily, but that just means it's working. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-9097939439107616564?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/9097939439107616564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=9097939439107616564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9097939439107616564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9097939439107616564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/omgosh-there-is-effing-ant-nest-hanging.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6121645020619852313</id><published>2010-07-08T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:13:46.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you edit crap?</title><content type='html'>YES YOU CAN! because i have somehow (YAY) managed to fix my template problem! hallelujah! am surprisingly pleased with my new layout. it seems fresher, spacier somehow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm, the &lt;i&gt;irrational&lt;/i&gt; joy i feel reminds me somewhat of the younger Form 3 me;&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with my blog and all the fancy IT editing that comes with it. i've always loved having something that's mine, and &lt;b&gt;only mine&lt;/b&gt;. something that can be bedazzled and decorated in true blue &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; style. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE so happy. am going to buzz off to continuously refresh this page. baai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap crap crap crap. accidentally deleted my template whilst experimenting with the new ones. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SOMEONE ANYONE help me narrow down the effing new templates. they all have a scroll bar at the BOTTOM of each template which PISSES ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;*stares at erratic caps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; too much 'Nenlin' influence. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: must proofread posts in the future. in post below, &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; was typed out as &lt;b&gt;saw&lt;/b&gt;. very confusing. my fingers have a mind of their own i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkthxbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6121645020619852313?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6121645020619852313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6121645020619852313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6121645020619852313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6121645020619852313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/craap.html' title='can you edit crap?'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8960921865891730642</id><published>2010-07-06T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:18:53.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back. for a heartbeat.</title><content type='html'>so i'm back from Sunway for awhile. (today till tomorrow; for my dad's&amp;nbsp;birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those that don't know, i've moved to the Sunway hostel for the duration of my AUSMAT, which is 18 months starting this July. reason WHY i've moved is because i managed (somehow) to land the &lt;b&gt;JPA&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;scholarship&amp;nbsp;offer for &lt;b&gt;Law in Australia&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, am going to update on recent happenings as fast as i can as my time at home is as precious as it is limited! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, orientation started on Fri, where we also received our first JPA briefing. JPA needs to stop throwing hidden darts out of the dark, cause there is only so much we can take. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turns out we are only allowed to apply for 3 universities in Australia; those in the Group of 8 that allow direct entry for a single law degree. and those universities are:- &lt;b&gt;University of Queensland, Monash University&lt;/b&gt; and the &lt;b&gt;University of Adelaide&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you may have noticed, the top 3 universities in Australia aren't there. that, is a &lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt; bummer. i mean, because we have already settled for doing law in Australia, but now to &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;be able to do it at the BEST places there?! unimaginable. ...:( but it's okay, because somehow over the course of the weekend i have grown to accept it. barely, but at least i've stopped complaining. (much. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bombshell aside, my hostel unit is.. fine. didnt exceed expectations much, aside from unit size (comfortable), unit location (3rd floor) and housemates (4 a unit and not 7! :). ooh and having to share a toilet with only Jen was an upside as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; expect the abandoned-type-dirty state it would come in tho! there were dead cockroaches in the middle of the floor, live cockroaches scurrying around in between drawers and below tables/ beds, rotten sink cupboards; lizard shit by the millions, black mattresses and a flithy as hell room fan. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a whole day of intense cleaning *scrub scrub wipe wipe* but now it's clean enough for me to lie on the floor! *stretches like Peanut* :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as homey and as comfortable as it has to potential to be, i miss home everytime i wake up in the mornings. when i'm literally stagnant at the hostel lazing around- i miss home. when i lie in my new bed at night- i miss home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not home so much as the people at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. okay NO EMO TIME NOW. must. utilize. time. at. home. :D ps: classes officially start on Wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8960921865891730642?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8960921865891730642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8960921865891730642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8960921865891730642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8960921865891730642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back-for-heartbeat.html' title='i&apos;m back. for a heartbeat.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-337710859664967755</id><published>2010-06-28T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:15:04.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convo with Nee about me cutting Yoke's hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;hey, btw, did i tell you i cut Yoke's hair today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;DUDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;wait wait. neeraj, best friend approach.. now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;you can cut my hair too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;thanks. okay, realistically?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;YOU ARE NEVER TOUCHING MY HAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;btw, the haircut went good okay!!! part 2 tomorrow. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-337710859664967755?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/337710859664967755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=337710859664967755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/337710859664967755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/337710859664967755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/convo-with-nee-about-me-cutting-yokes.html' title='Convo with Nee about me cutting Yoke&apos;s hair'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7851409392133856430</id><published>2010-06-28T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:10:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i47.tinypic.com/2lvzhwn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2lvzhwn.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;found this on su-zen's tumblr. is it not the most hilarious shit ever?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7851409392133856430?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7851409392133856430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7851409392133856430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7851409392133856430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7851409392133856430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/found-this-on-su-zens-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2lvzhwn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3921604436229450252</id><published>2010-06-24T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:11:32.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang - short and sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TB-ooT0YbzI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/ML4FNAQpTX0/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TB-ooT0YbzI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/ML4FNAQpTX0/s400/IMG_3619.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAvZ-u-rfI/AAAAAAAAFBY/1y9mNwxHvZ4/s1600/IMG_3611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAvZ-u-rfI/AAAAAAAAFBY/1y9mNwxHvZ4/s400/IMG_3611.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAvm0OSbzI/AAAAAAAAFBg/opGNS3ADrv0/s1600/IMG_3627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAvm0OSbzI/AAAAAAAAFBg/opGNS3ADrv0/s400/IMG_3627.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAv0_YCzuI/AAAAAAAAFBo/xLN6cRSGaXw/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAyI0ZhLsI/AAAAAAAAFCI/FLTlG1uuFUk/s400/IMG_3357.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAygE_tAbI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/rlQC84tGK2c/s1600/IMG_3462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAygE_tAbI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/rlQC84tGK2c/s400/IMG_3462.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAyyneVceI/AAAAAAAAFCY/4GU4CQRFOn0/s1600/IMG_3518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCAyyneVceI/AAAAAAAAFCY/4GU4CQRFOn0/s400/IMG_3518.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCA6NTica0I/AAAAAAAAFCg/gHC6VYihIHw/s1600/IMG_3497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TCA6NTica0I/AAAAAAAAFCg/gHC6VYihIHw/s400/IMG_3497.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm back from Redang!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i dont think this is new as i am pretty sure my facebook account is much more popular than my blog, if anyone even still reads this. HEH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, quirky things to remember about the lovely people who went for the trip:-&lt;br /&gt;merlephant keshayshay&lt;br /&gt;horngqing nip nips&lt;br /&gt;bullshit button aaron&lt;br /&gt;laughing button natasha&lt;br /&gt;perfect pauline ;)&lt;br /&gt;sleepy nicholas. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, it really was a spectacularly fun holiday.&lt;br /&gt;the beach was picturesque, the weather nice and sunny (despite the rain on the 1st morning), the&amp;nbsp;snorkeling (esp the first trip- Pulau Kerrenga- or something like that) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;beyond belief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(who knew there really WAS a whole world beneath the waves?!) and lastly, the people &lt;b&gt;huge fun&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the 8 hour wait for the 6 hour journey back was entertaining. i smile when browsing through every picture, good or bad, and i think that- above all - allows me to truly appreciate the fun i had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my excitement on the ferry, the unadulterated delight on reaching the island(!) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;!, my discontentment with the food, the excitement and absolutely overwhelming awe when i first dipped my face mask into the underwater world during my first ever snorkeling trip, the thrill of taking beautiful pictures, baby turtles, night walks, midnight dances and lastly, the quiet sadness of leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigh.&amp;nbsp;retain the memories P, retain the memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, misspelt yet ANOTHER common word again. compulsAry much? jeez. i am spelling so many things wrong nowadays that i am beginning to seriously doubt my 'ironclad conviction' in my ambition of becoming a lawyer. i mean, maybe being a durian seller isn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahokaywhatever, going off to pack.&lt;br /&gt;no no, not for Sunway; going for Manikayu Part 1 tomorrow till Sun. :'(&lt;br /&gt;goodbye last weekend home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3921604436229450252?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3921604436229450252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3921604436229450252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3921604436229450252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3921604436229450252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back-from-redang-i-dont-think-this.html' title='Redang - short and sweet'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TB-ooT0YbzI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/ML4FNAQpTX0/s72-c/IMG_3619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1562123904335357089</id><published>2010-06-16T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:24:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first blood test. :)</title><content type='html'>over the years, i realized (gradually) that i have an irrational fear of people physically hurting me/ others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply &lt;b&gt;cannot &lt;/b&gt;stomach an episode/ episode trailer for NipandTuck or the surgery bits of Greys Anatomy. i can't stand the sight of tearing flesh and a&amp;nbsp;scalpel. and of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i can't bear needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Form 3, i was (so far, as i have heard) the only noobass that cried before taking her &lt;i&gt;wtvitwas&lt;/i&gt; jab. i kept jerking away, tensing and begging the nurse to '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;promise not to hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;b&gt;i kid you not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i saw the JPA medical checkup list and found that it included a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;compulsory&amp;nbsp;blood test&lt;/span&gt;, i freaked.&lt;br /&gt;extracting&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; blood&lt;/span&gt; is something i've avoided like the plague since forever. and finally, doomsday (the way i react, it's not an exaggeration, serious) has arrived. *jeng jeng jeng* O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to get the inevitable horror over with as speedily as possible by do it the very next day (today). because NO WAY i would be able to enjoy redang knowing i would have come back and puncture myself. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today has come and gone. imma spare you the&amp;nbsp;embarrassing details of me wincing and freaking at the table and leave you with the knowledge that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I DID IT.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i squeezed me some Pauline juice and i didnt cry. :))) i was/ am so insanely proud of myself. needle obstacle- passed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and that euphoria lasted apprx as long as it took for the nurse to inform me tht i have to come back on mon for a second jab. excellent lah. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1562123904335357089?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1562123904335357089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1562123904335357089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1562123904335357089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1562123904335357089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-very-first-blood-test.html' title='My very first blood test. :)'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-321242738712455067</id><published>2010-06-16T01:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T03:33:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is as it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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that 'brick wall' of faith? it comes crashing down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because sometimes all the faith in the world isn't enough the stop the wave of heartbreaking, overwhelming reality. the convictions, the firmly held beliefs, they all fall apart backed by nothing but fanciful thinking, instead of solid, concrete facts of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i always assumed it to be the other way round. the glue that holds reality together being faith. because, well, faith is what held me together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;needless to say, i have been proven wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am 18. it is time for me to stop being a 'believer.' life is tough, so be tougher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not gonna lie to you, i'm scared. i see the end in everything i do nowadays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i go out for dinner, yumcha, mamaks, movies the inevitable thought-speech bubble always pops up in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"this could be your last time"&lt;/span&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;and it's true! that could have been my last time going to Ikea for meatballs with Kun after a late night movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that could have been the last time i have the luxury of using the house phone to call Nee for advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that could have been my last time sitting in HorngQing's car for scouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hell, that could have been the last time i have the liberty of attending these random scouts outings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this could be the last few times you can go swimming whenever you please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this could be the last time you get to watch StarWorld's comedy marathons with the house to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this could be the last time you get to bath in hot water! (okay, a little absurd, but NOT impossible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, you can imagine lah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'cause i know 3 weeks isn't a very long time. &lt;b&gt;it&lt;/b&gt; can/&lt;b&gt;will pass&lt;/b&gt; in a blink of an eye. and when it does..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah well. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i am not ready.&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/6741094869500209941-7408256444841355791?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7408256444841355791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7408256444841355791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7408256444841355791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7408256444841355791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-close-for-comfort.html' title='too close for comfort'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4402477117233240510</id><published>2010-06-10T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:41:59.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two new versions of google!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg CHECK THESE OUT MAN.&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://www.toobigtouse.com/"&gt;Epic Google&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;and his brother&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://www.toosmalltouse.com/"&gt;Weenie Google&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;these are NOT spam pages but instead actual Google pages. epic awesome is what i say!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4402477117233240510?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4402477117233240510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4402477117233240510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4402477117233240510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4402477117233240510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-new-versions-of-google.html' title='two new versions of google!'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4984892295144853513</id><published>2010-06-10T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:29:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have &lt;i&gt;soo&lt;/i&gt; much to tell the world right now. so much to express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. i have:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;thankfulness &lt;/span&gt;for all the wonderful things happening in my life/ being handed to me on a platter that i am not entirely sure is silver, but in hindsight does not matter..(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;anguish&lt;/span&gt; at being ripped apart from the things i have come to love; new-special-shiny things, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt; about starting anew. (and i dont just mean the new college. there is a hidden grenade of discomfort i have yet to fling out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aand lastly my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; for the recent ending of the recent exams. rejoice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after i express &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; that, i need to find a way to tell the world (eloquently if possible) how they are all connected, all these emotions, however conflicting they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;going off on a childish tangent 'ere.. it's something like i'm happy but sad but worried but thankful but SAD but confused but but BUT omfgjustshutupalready! you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anywayy, how about a picture to brighten up the post? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TA-8XCh-54I/AAAAAAAAFBA/EZ8Qoe3Pc_E/s1600/IMG_2924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TA-8XCh-54I/AAAAAAAAFBA/EZ8Qoe3Pc_E/s400/IMG_2924.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is me. eating an oyster- for the very first time. glad to say i absolutely loved it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kun's bday 2010.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i guess the most important 'thing' i need to settle is the compilation of a &lt;b&gt;list&lt;/b&gt; of some sort of all the &lt;b&gt;things i want to do&lt;/b&gt; before i start my AUSMAT experience on July 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to welcome iTunes back into my life. (: bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4984892295144853513?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4984892295144853513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4984892295144853513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4984892295144853513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4984892295144853513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-soo-much-to-tell-world-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TA-8XCh-54I/AAAAAAAAFBA/EZ8Qoe3Pc_E/s72-c/IMG_2924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2630539862787504114</id><published>2010-06-08T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T01:53:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>440</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 24px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Doesn’t being scared let you know you’re on to something important? If you’re not scared, you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance then what the hell are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a rather late nightcap with Kun at Coffee Bean. it's interesting- trying to familiarize myself with his lifestyle, his habits. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to tell David that a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Red Velvet&lt;/span&gt; cake isn't heaven on earth, but merely.. an average cake. only red. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv4jwrG75P1qza6kro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv4jwrG75P1qza6kro1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;candied ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, as romantic and as delicious as it sounds, sadly does not live up to expectations. and as illogical as it seems, that disappointment was heavier on my heart than i imagined it would be. it's just like realizing that (whispers) enid blyton stories are just a sham. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i don't know why our generation hasn't been hit by a severe wave of depression. we lived on those stories! (didn't we?) i mean, first it was the salt to catch sparrows myth , then the sailor doll's pant- clear weather myth ; recently i figured out that hedgehogs DONT drink milk, but instead eat dog food (!) how heartbreaking is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. okay enough rambling. icecream time. &amp;lt;3 = not a heart shape but an ice cream cone. ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ps: Zu i miss you terribly much. we should go lunch soon. after Zara's exams alright? *hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxmisl7Gpb1qaby4co1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1276019361&amp;amp;Signature=3B%2BFp0CtpTVI8HSRKUwPh7hwOsE%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="359" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxmisl7Gpb1qaby4co1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1276019361&amp;amp;Signature=3B%2BFp0CtpTVI8HSRKUwPh7hwOsE%3D" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;k guy, i'll leave you with a chart of truth. one of the few i managed to find on tumblr anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-2630539862787504114?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2630539862787504114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2630539862787504114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2630539862787504114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2630539862787504114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/440.html' title='440'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8713887865398198474</id><published>2010-06-02T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T02:04:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractsyen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today, Kun said that &lt;i&gt;maybe &lt;/i&gt;i shouldn't sing in public anymore. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus side?&lt;br /&gt;my cramps have arrived and with them all their.. perks.&lt;br /&gt;and Birdie died. :'( (some random bird we saved from the lift lobby of my place. rm50 and a day later- it passed. seriously fml.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait those aren't plus points.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole point of this post is actually to keep my mind of the King Scout letter that's been weighing down on my mind. i do not want to do 40 km again. i do not want to do 40 km. i do want to do. i do not want to. i do not want. i do not. do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8713887865398198474?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8713887865398198474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8713887865398198474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8713887865398198474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8713887865398198474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-kun-said-that-maybe-i-shouldnt.html' title='distractsyen'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-455439024362754218</id><published>2010-06-01T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:48:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unique observation:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TAQRflAwmeI/AAAAAAAAFA4/4_7BYWZqaCk/s1600/IMG_3157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TAQRflAwmeI/AAAAAAAAFA4/4_7BYWZqaCk/s400/IMG_3157.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken with my darling Ixus. which doesnt really fare well under weak lighting. besides the point, cause some SLR flashed us at that precise moment. ps look at how slitty and teeny my eyes were!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay now lookit this one:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TAQLTQ3MwMI/AAAAAAAAFAw/rgj7-lpzzLo/s1600/bianca+and+i+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TAQLTQ3MwMI/AAAAAAAAFAw/rgj7-lpzzLo/s400/bianca+and+i+.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was taken at the EXACT same moment with the said SLR. look at how wide my eyes actually are!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kinda amazing. maybe i should take ALL my pictures like that. from the side, unsuspectingly. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-455439024362754218?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/455439024362754218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=455439024362754218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/455439024362754218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/455439024362754218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/06/unique-observation-taken-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TAQRflAwmeI/AAAAAAAAFA4/4_7BYWZqaCk/s72-c/IMG_3157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7367573653535870195</id><published>2010-05-30T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T01:57:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear You,</title><content type='html'>was feeling a little.. &lt;i&gt;outofplace &lt;/i&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;happened after. you know, after, when you stop and just THINK. when your brain has the time to process and isnt in its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just-go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats why people like Ashvin say i process emotions slow. and it always (almost) works out so i get angry/outraged much later. is it odd that my sense of injustice is my most delayed emotion when i'm planning to be a lawyer? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*worried*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i was feeling &lt;i&gt;outofplace&lt;/i&gt;. and then.. you call.&lt;br /&gt;and i kno&lt;i&gt;o&lt;/i&gt;ow its expensive and i kno&lt;i&gt;o&lt;/i&gt;ow i shouldnt tell you most things since it involves you and i should try to protect your feelings and stuff, buttt &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; are the person i consult when problems/ complications occur- so yeah. plus the fact i wasnt thinking cause i was feeling &lt;i&gt;outofplace&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what i didnt expect was your reaction to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love how you dont care about what people say about you. about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love how you are so calm and rational.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love how you continue to prove my doubts wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how one phonecall allows me to realize that no matter what i say/ think/ feel about you- about all your shortcomings, there is a reason we're together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the complete opposite of who i am (in all the good ways and bad) but maybe thats a good thing. chalk and cheese in a good way. peanutbutter and jam- maybe. all i know is that i love this lightweight-epiphany feeling, and i need to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;lock it down&lt;/span&gt;. (we all know why).&lt;br /&gt;i might change my mind tomorrow (very possible) but all that matters is that i lock down what i am feeling now. the feeling of Belonging. [insert contented smiley]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random tangents strolling across my plane of thought- in ps form of course:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i dont do strangers very well. how la will i survive in Sunway?&lt;br /&gt;double ps: i find D and E damn cute lah. ;D letsa go dinner in KL soon.&lt;br /&gt;triple ps: wow i miss hanging out with cheryl and MEI haha things like buying the towel and all remind me of when we used to go OU with Jou. :')&lt;br /&gt;quadruple ps: happybirthday LuMay. &amp;lt;3- hope you are epic happy, you deserve it. *hugs* (dont think you will see this here, so i'll just tell you in person when i see you. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wow. my blog is so personal. maybe i should just shuta it down and start a diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7367573653535870195?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7367573653535870195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7367573653535870195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7367573653535870195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7367573653535870195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-you.html' title='Dear You,'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-9078533322756946826</id><published>2010-05-25T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T02:18:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;i used to be so sarcastic. and funny.&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;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;what the hell happened to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;age. experience. life.&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;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;i &lt;b&gt;also&lt;/b&gt; used to be overly emotional about everything. well, almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;why won't that go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;gender. upbringing. personalwellbeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*this is a filler post based on emotion/ frustration (which is actually also an emotion) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;indecision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; patience. i will document one of the hardest decisions of my life in a bit. not now, but in a bit. wait for it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-9078533322756946826?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/9078533322756946826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=9078533322756946826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9078533322756946826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9078533322756946826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-used-to-be-so-sarcastic.html' title='*'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8145529937875419828</id><published>2010-05-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T22:36:44.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuu3l7Puhx1qzprlbo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvfmb0EiUw1qzkp97o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvfmb0EiUw1qzkp97o1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;plantsaretakingover&lt;/span&gt;.tumblr.com. pretty awesome eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8145529937875419828?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8145529937875419828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8145529937875419828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8145529937875419828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8145529937875419828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/from-plantsaretakingover.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8893722928217179209</id><published>2010-05-18T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:59:39.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'm sitting here thinking- who AM i?</title><content type='html'>i'm 18, and have been for a few months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and honestly? my life is nowhere near where i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some random thoughts flitting around &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;like moths&lt;/span&gt; in my befuddled head. yeh not butterflies- moths. all dark-winged and mysterious. much like moving shadows with wings. ohlordiamsleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here goes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i'd be this out of place at college (i am, sometimes. sometimes by choice, and sometimes not. as painful as it is to admit.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on the same note- i didnt know i'd be this reclusive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually, i didnt expect making friends to be this hard. you know you&lt;i&gt; think&lt;/i&gt; that you've finally found someone nice to be friends with, and then they go say/ do something totally against your principles or be generally quite a ass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i'd own a blog. and even if i did, i always imagined, no fantasized, that it'd be long and extremely wordy- like a mini novel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i'd be attached, let alone almost-engaged to someone- and for this long. i always envisioned myself 18, young and still looking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i'd lack so much style. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i would be typing with my veryown laptop. or that it'd be one this amazing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i would stalk people on facebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i probably didnt expect my 18 year old self to own a facebook account. (i was, and still am, pretty nerdish.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt expect to have to still have so many friends from primary school come to Du with me, and still be with our core group.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt expect to have best friends NOT from my primary school. but i do, and i love them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt expect certain special friendships to take so much effort and diligence to maintain. and i certainly didnt expect to treated like before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually, truth is.. i didnt expect to be the nerd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i wouldnt make it Big in highschool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i'd have the guts to Try to be Somebody in college. SASA elections were a surprise to me, myself and I.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i wouldnt be actively trying to venture back into media. i really loved it, but lost the guts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think/know/ ever believed i could ever represent my school on sports.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i'd EVER join scouts. enough said. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i never expected myself to take that leap of faith and- bet you've guessed it- go for King Scout. always assumed my parents would stand in the way or that i'd be too darn lazy, or that i'd chicken out halfway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt think i'd have the guts to try to drive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i never thought i'd own my own room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i never thought i'd be afraid to speak up. eventually shying away from debate. i always was the mouthy one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i would secretly pit myself against successful peers and be depressed when they are better than me. that is kinda weak- but i do it. maybe to motivate myself. maybe, who knows.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i'd lack the self confidence so that it'd still hurt when people are nasty or mean and sarcastic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i didnt know i'd begin to STUTTER.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i sure as hell didnt know i still would not have figured myself out yet. &lt;b&gt;who i am&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;who i wanna be&lt;/b&gt;. not the slightest clue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. i have tons more, but my flu medicine is starting to take its toll. i am so serious that its pretty frightening. my eyelids are&amp;nbsp;drooping&amp;nbsp;as i type. wow, this may be my first post 'under the influence'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- basically, at this point in my life, i actually thought i would have it pretty sorted out. i expected to be 'on track.' but i am not. and in some ways, thats a great thing. some ways not so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i know is that saying that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Life doesnt always go as planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is pretty solid crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Life &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; goes as planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; to figure myself out. to get my game plan going. but as lame as it sounds- and i know it sounds lame- i dont have the time. nor the energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not tonight anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;yeah, &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; is why i love my blog.&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/6741094869500209941-8893722928217179209?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8893722928217179209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8893722928217179209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8893722928217179209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8893722928217179209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-im-sitting-here-thinking-who-am-i.html' title='and i&apos;m sitting here thinking- who AM i?'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-442691648527988712</id><published>2010-05-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:19:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"you know the other day, when i was feeding Molly grapes.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"WHAT? you feed Molly grapes?! you've never fed ME grapes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"oh. heh. heh."&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;that 8 titted son uv a.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-442691648527988712?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/442691648527988712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=442691648527988712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/442691648527988712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/442691648527988712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-other-day-when-i-was-feeding.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8723519986375369545</id><published>2010-05-09T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:55:17.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's like a cyber snackbar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-as_TVIksI/AAAAAAAAE_k/pZVvaelmnvs/s1600/IMG_2991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-as_TVIksI/AAAAAAAAE_k/pZVvaelmnvs/s400/IMG_2991.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study break is here! two long luxurious weeks to cram. (or catch up on sleep/ complete&amp;nbsp;metamorphosis&amp;nbsp;of becoming a pig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-at0sLXHLI/AAAAAAAAE_s/XyJArs5aOIc/s1600/IMG_2946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-at0sLXHLI/AAAAAAAAE_s/XyJArs5aOIc/s400/IMG_2946.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have decided to not blog about king scout YET. until the letter comes out. cause how i am feeling about king scout generally depends on the sukacita/ dukacita that the letter carries. actually, however the coin flips, i DO believe i did my best and i am proud of myself thus far. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*pats own back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; good job soldier. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and just completed my 6 hour amali today, where i met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Natasha Balqis&lt;/span&gt; again for like the first time in a million years! made me realize that people &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; do a complete 360 change in a mere 5 years! like seriously, she was&amp;nbsp;unrecognizable. (: so today wasn't a complete and total waste of time- instead i found a really old friend and managed to use like, 3 hours catching up. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaay then before i leave (i know, you're probably like "&lt;i&gt;whaaat? already??&lt;/i&gt;"), i just wanted to share with you all something that happened to me at HELP University College's common room level 2.&lt;br /&gt;- it's not that i dont love the place, its just that some people can be such&amp;nbsp;psychopaths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i just finished law mocks right, and went to sit down with David Peters, Mark Koh and Natalie Liew, when suddenly my right cheek &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(yes ass)&lt;/span&gt; gets this really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;sharp piercing pain&lt;/span&gt;. and i'm like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;whathehell?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;did i leave something in my pocket?-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so i got up and checked my ass.&lt;br /&gt;eh. no pockets also?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*looks down at seat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whaaat do i see? two pins stuck with chewing gum so they are standing vertically upwards, pointy ends UP as a sick, demented booby trap. like, two lo&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;ng pins. the type used for cork boards. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT? JEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asswipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I am fine, but my&amp;nbsp;demeanor&amp;nbsp;is severely shaken. (and one ass may now be smaller than the other) and i now urge all students of HELP to be &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; wary and cautious. we mingle with some very twisted people, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-auftY26tI/AAAAAAAAE_0/iwPRcsn1Vnc/s1600/IMG_3040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-auftY26tI/AAAAAAAAE_0/iwPRcsn1Vnc/s400/IMG_3040.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i hacked away at my hair to produce a fringe. again. finally. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;double ps: IP MAN yesterday was very very nice. movie again soon guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, see everyone soonish. bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8723519986375369545?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8723519986375369545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8723519986375369545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8723519986375369545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8723519986375369545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-like-cyber-snackbar.html' title='it&apos;s like a cyber snackbar.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S-as_TVIksI/AAAAAAAAE_k/pZVvaelmnvs/s72-c/IMG_2991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7393853117781287643</id><published>2010-04-21T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:16:49.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true that, colbie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;warning: corny post below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How you &lt;i&gt;kiss me at night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the way we sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like there's no sunrise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like the taste of your smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the way &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;we breathe&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;But I never told you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I should have said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I never told you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just held it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; I still want you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after all the things we've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I close mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make it hard to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where I belong to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm not around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;It's like I'm alone with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I never told you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I should have said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I never told you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just held it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Can't believe that&lt;/span&gt; I still want you&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;And after all the things we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss everything&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt; about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its songs like these that remind me that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*squeamish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; someone isn't always about the outward signs of affection; the hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its about the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and that special thing you share. a feeling that tends to grow with time and experience. a feeling not so pleasant as it amplifies when we're apart. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- this post is for the times i get caught up with the new 'love bug' floating around in college. happy i have something solid to come home to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;king. scout. soon. zapin and names now. scared scared scared. cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7393853117781287643?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7393853117781287643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7393853117781287643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7393853117781287643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7393853117781287643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/true-that-colbie.html' title='true that, colbie.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8459245398608213803</id><published>2010-04-19T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:54:30.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;thank you, for the postcard that made my day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;it nearly made me cry; happy tears but still. :')&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;so thank you. (you know who you are)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;you're the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;sending my love to Sam from Malaysia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;P&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/6741094869500209941-8459245398608213803?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8459245398608213803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8459245398608213803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8459245398608213803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8459245398608213803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you-for-postcard-that-made-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7707498517854959600</id><published>2010-04-12T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:24:33.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Liz hopes a Valentine's Day root canal will make her feel better about being alone. Jack goes after an attractive CNBC host. Jenna is crushed when a stalker stops stalking her.&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;this is a summary of a basic 30 Rock episode. yes, you are missing out. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps: camp was.. i miss it la, safe to say. details when some kind soul uploads pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;double ps: had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tutti Fruitti &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the first time today, and did &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;know it was based on weight. spent a good RM 18 on ice cream i didnt really feel like having. FML.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheers folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7707498517854959600?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7707498517854959600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7707498517854959600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7707498517854959600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7707498517854959600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/liz-hopes-valentines-day-root-canal.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2724995402191039538</id><published>2010-04-06T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:28:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>concerning the previous post: i dont wanna be an emo child no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but&lt;/b&gt; i wont delete it because that is not the way i roll. let it just suffice to say tht all immediate problems in that period of time are over, and now i'm facing a whole new set. feeling.. queasy but fine about it. because that is Life right? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, look what i stumbled upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7tD6d8We3I/AAAAAAAAE_U/RMzRhpYAYZM/s1600/geek-diagram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="373" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7tD6d8We3I/AAAAAAAAE_U/RMzRhpYAYZM/s400/geek-diagram.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homgosh, so efficiently categorized. all that remains is placing myself, truthfully. because theres no denying i belong somewhere in that diagram. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*gulps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-2724995402191039538?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2724995402191039538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2724995402191039538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2724995402191039538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2724995402191039538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/concerning-previous-post-i-dont-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7tD6d8We3I/AAAAAAAAE_U/RMzRhpYAYZM/s72-c/geek-diagram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-989203017281718398</id><published>2010-04-03T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:52:17.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you start to hate- life.</title><content type='html'>today, i have been having what most people refer to as- a &lt;b&gt;shit&lt;/b&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share. (journal like entry alert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked the whole day right from 8 (which came with its own little packet of drama which i am not ready to discuss in public-yet) and came home dead beat ready to do my assignments only to realize i left my file.. somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;located said file and tried hopelessly to finish work without notes. considering it is a law assignment.. yeah, not so successful. tried to maintain &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; semblance of composure, and before i could catch my breath, i get a few rather &lt;i&gt;unpleasant&lt;/i&gt; surprises which leave me feeling choked, angry and defeated. yes, i have just realized its &lt;b&gt;leave&lt;/b&gt;, not &lt;b&gt;left&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did try. i did try to turn it all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sleeping for a precious hour, i then dragged my sorry ass to a friend's house to celebrate his birthday, only to have to wait in the car for half an hour while my boyfriend gets ragged on by his father; while i feel like the worst person in the world. best part? when the birthday kid finally arrives, i belatedly realize me being was not the &lt;i&gt;best of ideas&lt;/i&gt;. putting it bluntly here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really could not be fucked, because guess what? I have to work from 9-5 tomorrow- alone for half the day. *toucheswoodinvain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, the only highlight of my day was seeing Kun and talking to Nee. because sometimes, i feel like the whole damn world doesnt understand. Anything. Like theres a anvil permanently stuck to my chest, crushing me. (altho this would be impossible due to gravity). times like today. and possibly tomorrow. in times like these, i wonder how the world can be so &lt;i&gt;fake&lt;/i&gt; and hypocritical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont like myself like this&lt;/b&gt;. i tend to judge and be.. too honest in my judgements. maybe i can argue and say i have better clarity in this particular mindset. whatever. its like, when you have no time for niceties. and you just say what you feel. and you have no patience for bullshit. and you just walk away. ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, as long as i can take something out of it, i will. whether it be the knowledge to not give a shit about certain people, to stay away from others while upset, or even to just accept. Everything. Knowing you can do Nothing.- at least that's something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-989203017281718398?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/989203017281718398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=989203017281718398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/989203017281718398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/989203017281718398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-deep-rooted-pressure.html' title='when you start to hate- life.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7392138709380244250</id><published>2010-04-03T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:26:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockafella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7YXa4j26ZI/AAAAAAAAE_M/EZcFhH2RJ2g/s1600/IMG_2813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7YXa4j26ZI/AAAAAAAAE_M/EZcFhH2RJ2g/s400/IMG_2813.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the process of painting my header, which was a present to the best friend (Neeraj). :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaaay, had free time on my hands, therefore decided to revamp my blog! its not the perfect shade of green, but then again nothing is ever &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;. (lame excuse, but it works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might need help from suzen on margins and normal boring details like that. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i did not actually have free time, i merely conveniently forgot my law assignment. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sasa tomorrow and the day after. gotta run.. and sleep. ;) bye people. and robots. (too much 30Rock!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7392138709380244250?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7392138709380244250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7392138709380244250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7392138709380244250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7392138709380244250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/04/rockafella.html' title='rockafella'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S7YXa4j26ZI/AAAAAAAAE_M/EZcFhH2RJ2g/s72-c/IMG_2813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5509403694489256292</id><published>2010-03-29T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:20:48.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*taps the world on the back*&lt;/b&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please. stop. moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5509403694489256292?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5509403694489256292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5509403694489256292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5509403694489256292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5509403694489256292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/03/taps-world-on-back-please.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1411835533770660088</id><published>2010-03-28T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:45:36.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUNC and Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S69JHpOdGyI/AAAAAAAAE-c/k-t00v-JpQA/s1600/tumblr_kz900lFdzE1qbqqgyo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S69JHpOdGyI/AAAAAAAAE-c/k-t00v-JpQA/s400/tumblr_kz900lFdzE1qbqqgyo1_1280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't this pretty? reblogged from Lee Jou Yin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, MUNC is over. thats means its goodbye to another super hectic weekend, hello to another week of (almost but not really) mundane week of college where undoubtedly assignments will starts piling up and be carried forward till the (what would otherwise be relaxed) weekend, where the whole cycles repeats itself, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think the statement aboves calls for a SIGH. (a week closer to Pentarafan as well, so yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, pessisism later! updates of MUNC first please!&lt;br /&gt;HELP MUNC? found it to be a reasonably enlightening experience. :D&lt;br /&gt;dont think its something i would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, but definitely something i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Like. &lt;/span&gt;i prefer debates as they are more.. fast paced? and i hate the no follow up to a second degree thing MUN has got going on. but aside from that, it IS fun to represent a country other than your own, and the research is much more simpler than in a debate. there is also no preparing for both sides, so research wise, its basically much much simpler. and it's less intense than a debate, so less pressure. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*wipes sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;nyways, represented &lt;b&gt;Indonesia&lt;/b&gt;, and its so incredibly ironic because there were actually two genuine-just-flew-in Indonesia people there! but they weren't in HRights Council and i only found out on the 3rd day AFTER Plenary so.. phew. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people in MUNCs (regulars) are really people to watch out for tho. it does take alot of knowledge, guts and '&lt;i&gt;yeng'&lt;/i&gt;ness to be able to do MUNC like a pro. its meeting people like that that would make me wanna try it again. i guess &lt;i&gt;we'll see&lt;/i&gt;, as quoted by Nigeria. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ruiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there too! in HRights Council, may i add. sitting beside/ in front of me, may i add ON. :D and i wanna say we ReConnected but i dont think ive ever connected with these two particular people before, so im going to say we Connected! its so weird, cause i've always been intimidated both of them cause they are both like, geniuses sent down from Planet.. Genius (i am not the sharpest tool in the shed), but realized they are actually two really.. nice people. Ruiz volunteered to eat my ant-infested bread and Grace called me an angel! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*beams and pats own back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;lt;- i have no shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no really, its things like this which allow to me appreciate what i have, and how, with a simple change in perspective, life can be so much more &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i took the initiative to get out of my little bubble of comfort and try this HELP MUNC thing. it's always been something i have wanted to try, and i am so &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose its when you stop focusing on the minute problems and start taking a peep at the bigger picture (albeit a little risky) and start making a change, not to the people around you, but focused at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you really make a difference. its like, when fighting with Bff AL, when i just decided to LetItGo, things just start to work themselves out. revelation? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, i think i may just have discovered one of life's biggest mysteries. the Answer to the Question. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;taking the ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and basically.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;running with i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'm going to continue running folks. and hopefully, i never reach the finish line. :D (nike ripoff but wtvz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S69Yf4HZY9I/AAAAAAAAE-s/myLdDidhWQI/s1600/IMG_2037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S69Yf4HZY9I/AAAAAAAAE-s/myLdDidhWQI/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is me, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i like posts like this, all wordy and stuff. keeps in line with my title. yes/ no?&lt;br /&gt;double ps: hopefully i'll find the time to update on my awesome birthday and if i can, spm results. oh and &amp;nbsp;to Wee and Jou, JUST read your mails, and will reply when life starts settling. right now its still in the liquid agar stage, so.. wait for me! *hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, &amp;nbsp;this delegate of Indonesia shall leave to focus on Indonesia's impending maths crisis. see ya bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1411835533770660088?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1411835533770660088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1411835533770660088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1411835533770660088'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S6zBXQV5wHI/AAAAAAAAE-U/iIbeHdP2f4s/s1600/5evafa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S6zBXQV5wHI/AAAAAAAAE-U/iIbeHdP2f4s/s400/5evafa.jpg" width="400" /&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;but you are home. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5034363614164760657?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5034363614164760657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7834929158173418075</id><published>2010-03-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:25:06.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dawai limau</title><content type='html'>i have just downloaded &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;limewire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the first song i downloaded is &lt;b&gt;Vanilla Twilight by Owl City&lt;/b&gt;. i have no idea why but it's.. perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so contented right now you cant even begin to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;i'll taste the sky and feel alive again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: any comments on limewire? planning on countering the laggy-ness with an external hard drive. bole?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7834929158173418075?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7834929158173418075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7834929158173418075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7834929158173418075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7834929158173418075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/03/dawai-limau.html' title='dawai limau'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4769183628655452138</id><published>2010-03-13T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T23:40:12.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today i realized you can only depend on Yourself. and that love at our age is superficial, be it friendship-love or relationship-love. everyone disappoints in the end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tough realization. even tougher to live with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatf***ingever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm too old to be having these breakdowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4769183628655452138?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4769183628655452138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4769183628655452138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4769183628655452138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4769183628655452138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-realized-you-can-only-depend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5181554066648529574</id><published>2010-03-11T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:20:11.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;wo hen pa&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/6741094869500209941-5181554066648529574?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5181554066648529574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5181554066648529574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5181554066648529574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5181554066648529574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/03/wo-hen-pa.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8278673151607245519</id><published>2010-03-04T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:52:58.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when its time to live and let die</title><content type='html'>as a blogger, i have failed miserably. because, despite college being easier to cope with (its true all you high schoolers, college is much more chilled), i can never seem to find the time to sit down, flex my fingers, and just.. blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that nothing interesting has been happening, its only that i never have the time, nor the initiative. so now i'm going to list down all the stuff i feel worthy of mentioning (those i can remember, at least) so i can look back and read &lt;i&gt;something &lt;/i&gt;new whenever i open this blog page. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S4_RYRTcezI/AAAAAAAAE-M/4dsMDP9V9Pg/s1600-h/IMG_2132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S4_RYRTcezI/AAAAAAAAE-M/4dsMDP9V9Pg/s320/IMG_2132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have, surprisingly, despite it being the 3rd month of college, made new acquaintances- soon to be friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no two single people i have met have the same personality. it's wonderful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i do not like some people i have met, but not too strongly, thankfully.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people i have almost never spoken to in high school are now friends. thats happy-fying. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can finally say i have metrosexual guy pals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my paranoia has definitely scaled a few notches. and i actually think age is the factor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i find myself alone in college sometimes, and i actually like it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wednesday and tuesday lunches make my week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love seeing two new people in love, despite the pangs my achy-breaky heart gets.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think i may be gradually losing my superstitious side. huh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, as short as that was, i am completely satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to vanish into thin air, as i so often do to this place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-8278673151607245519?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/8278673151607245519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=8278673151607245519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8278673151607245519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/8278673151607245519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-its-time-to-live-and-let-die.html' title='when its time to live and let die'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S4_RYRTcezI/AAAAAAAAE-M/4dsMDP9V9Pg/s72-c/IMG_2132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1671258209434622019</id><published>2010-02-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:05:29.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MLIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today, we heard loud noises coming from the hall and went out to investigate. Apparently, the bathroom down the hall from our dorm room had flooded and someone was taping up a sign of linked copy paper that read, "The Chamber of Secrets Has Been Opened." When I turned back to my roommate to laugh with her, I saw she was gone. She had run back to our room to grab her stuffed cat to hang along with the banner. She said, "It wasn't complete without Mrs. Norris." MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today, I was trying to persuade my class of second graders to buy a copy of the class picture. I told them it would be nice to look at it when they're grown up and say things like "There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer," and "That's Michael, he's a doctor now." A small voice in the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead." MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today, my friend expressed a wish that she could send texts with her voice talking instead of typed words. We informed her that that is called a phone call. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today as I was walking across campus, i jokingly yelled "Accio water bottle". Two seconds later a water bottle hit me in the face. The guy walking ahead of me had thrown it when he heard the spell, came running over, pointed at my cut and yelled Episky. I have a new best friend. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today I was doing the ironing for my parents. I reached across the front of the iron to get a shirt and my elbow touched the iron. I screamed bloody murder. I then realised it was never even on in the first place. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today, I was sitting in the car with my girlfriend when the full moon came out. The fact that we both started screaming and acting as though we were turning into werewolves tells me that we're going to be together for a very long time. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today it was raining hard all day long so my mom gave her phone to my sister to text me to drive safely. How do I know it was my sister? The text read "Drive as fast as you can and hit as many cars possible." MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Today I was in traffic when I realised I was behind a Black Jeep Cherokee with the license plate "BAA BAA". To the driver of BAA BAA Black Jeep, I like your style ... MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;wow, 2512 pages of pure pick-me-up. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1671258209434622019?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1671258209434622019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1671258209434622019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1671258209434622019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1671258209434622019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/02/mlia.html' title='MLIA'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2349195238254983608</id><published>2010-02-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:58:07.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some will win, some will lose.</title><content type='html'>oh gosh i havent blogged in like, ages. *flips hair in a totally bimbotic fashion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dearest blog how i have missed you! :D its just that life has been so hectic recently, i havent found the time to just take a breather, slow down and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S3wNvPXkCvI/AAAAAAAAE9s/Ey7gbnLKvqs/s1600-h/IMG_2593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S3wNvPXkCvI/AAAAAAAAE9s/Ey7gbnLKvqs/s400/IMG_2593.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeellll, i have decided to try to take on king scout. uhuh uhuh, King Scout. *shy smile*&lt;br /&gt;the sudden (i mean, SUDDEN) change of heart is due to Aaron Wu, who has agreed to share the trials and tribulations with me in our slightly overdue journey to the top. hee hee. i guess all i wanted was a friend to share the whole experience with, one not as intimidating as Aik, Nat or Yoke. (eg: not a super neat and organized logbook chick nor a gadjet crazy muscled out dude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda excited in that crazed nervous neurotic way. you see, 100 km is in a week. and have i mentioned our decision is very sudden? yes? well, thats nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry, im sure its doable! life is doable! if you are willing to push, drag and haul yourself over the limit, then anything and everything is possible. even walking 100 km in 3 days. yeh yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, looking for a model perintis to borrow. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from the insane scout-ness, college has been good. people are still as friendly, if you take the initiative. everyone is forming their cliques too. which surprisingly isnt really a bad thing, plus we have things like LAN, SASA and koko to mingle everyone up again so its all good! (damn, just read that back to myself and i sound so cheery. is emo the in thing again? need to keep up with mood trends. ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*salivates* hankering for cyber chicken and mamak at E&amp;amp;C (I SO KNOW I WILL REGRET THIS IS A FEW DAYS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, going to have a break from scouts to skype with Kun, watch episodes of HIMYM (there arent enough episodes! *sulks) and munch on something small. ttyl peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S3wRHNfQQoI/AAAAAAAAE98/4IT58di3tho/s1600-h/17874_325194536843_577301843_4711249_7989864_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S3wRHNfQQoI/AAAAAAAAE98/4IT58di3tho/s640/17874_325194536843_577301843_4711249_7989864_n.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: happy cny, this year has been a quiet one, but hopefully things will start to pick up over the weekend! HUGS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-2349195238254983608?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2349195238254983608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2349195238254983608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2349195238254983608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2349195238254983608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-will-win-some-will-lose.html' title='some will win, some will lose.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S3wNvPXkCvI/AAAAAAAAE9s/Ey7gbnLKvqs/s72-c/IMG_2593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3333734088048267440</id><published>2010-01-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:07:42.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S2K_l5MchcI/AAAAAAAAE80/Fnw79Vc2GiI/s1600-h/IMG_2533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S2K_l5MchcI/AAAAAAAAE80/Fnw79Vc2GiI/s400/IMG_2533.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its our first devi's corner meet up without Jou. :/ who has yet to reply my email. we miss you too you black-more-asian-than-ever australian paria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, college hasn't fallen into place yet. things are still hunky dory and in their honeymoon stages. economics and law are still.. comprehensible. maths is still sorta alright. chap 6 doesn't fit the profile tho. lol. and accounts, HAVING TROUBLE BALANCING BUT ITS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day in taylors hartamas, and have concluded the toilets are nothing to scream about. boo debra! haha. ps: SooLihWen for VP! makes me (L) HELP even more. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, gonna go watch some tv now. aaah the luxury of a long weekend!&lt;br /&gt;peaceout brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3333734088048267440?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3333734088048267440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3333734088048267440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3333734088048267440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3333734088048267440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-our-first-devis-corner-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/S2K_l5MchcI/AAAAAAAAE80/Fnw79Vc2GiI/s72-c/IMG_2533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7553405129468826543</id><published>2010-01-17T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:33:10.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG I GOT AN EMAIL FROM YOKE TODAY AND ITS SO INSANELY LONG AND WELL WRITTEN AND NICEY SPICEY!&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;*inserts a billion yays. LOL&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/6741094869500209941-7553405129468826543?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7553405129468826543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7553405129468826543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7553405129468826543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7553405129468826543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg-i-got-email-from-yoke-today-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3953717360566090258</id><published>2010-01-11T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:26:41.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not cool.</title><content type='html'>college tomorrow is from bloody 8 to 4 back to back classes what the heck. im tired enough as it is from today's classes, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; we had a 2 hour break today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; looking forward to the next 3 mths of lan classes. damn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the plus side, i follow yimay back everyday, so the rides back are fun and somewhat comforting. and aik is now enrolled in HELP so thats one down. yoke is enrolling in march, so thats two. ps: nat if you are reading this, you are the last piggy to walk home so im coming for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random, but typing on my new labbie is kinda awkward. keyboard is rather shallow, and very spaced out. have to contantly stare at the keyboard all the time and my fingers just keep skimming the board. worse still, im one of those only two-three fingers typing sorta person aka noob so yeah. dying ere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to try to upload pictures from cam over the weekend. whee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, sleeping early. duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you all. kun the most. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3953717360566090258?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3953717360566090258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3953717360566090258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3953717360566090258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3953717360566090258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-cool.html' title='not cool.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1194968770072145</id><published>2010-01-07T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:24:56.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life isn't a science. its an art.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4248890007_d045976e98_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4248890007_d045976e98_o.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the following pictures are stolen from Yimay. who so kindly took my enthusiasm for the Bollywood Bhangra Club at HELP to heart, and created a whole blog post just for it. *hides face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, more updates on past happenings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4249581895_97332bfdf5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4249581895_97332bfdf5_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avey's farewell. shes left now, so as happy as this picture seems, it actually isn't very. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aandd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4249665380_fa870fa27e_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4249665380_fa870fa27e_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more pics from Jou's xmas dinner. my gosh i miss everyone in the picture. :/ i miss my long hair too. niama why la did i cut it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4248902459_c315f9c7d6_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4248902459_c315f9c7d6_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;kunkunkunkunkunkunkun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2775/4250748344_366a35d3c7_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2775/4250748344_366a35d3c7_o.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D Pauline Lim likes this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4248903049_12c2cf1ec8_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4248903049_12c2cf1ec8_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks May for all the pictures. and thank the lord our college mates dont really know abt ur blog YET. because that bhangra post is srsly. yeah, just srsly. and see you soon NGAIKLYNN. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading my law textbook. (which is the size and weight of a rather large brick but twice the fun rofl) its damned interesting tho; allows me to believe i have made the right choice? :/ i &lt;b&gt;could&lt;/b&gt; see myself doing this for life. however this is only the first book.. so lets not be too hasty in loving. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howev, i do think i am sticking to my all arts combination of subjects. &lt;b&gt;law &lt;/b&gt;because it what i &lt;i&gt;ultimately &lt;/i&gt;plan on doing. &lt;b&gt;econs&lt;/b&gt; because its interesting and i might deviate to business in the future for my degree. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;damn my fickleness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;b&gt;maths&lt;/b&gt; because.. well. its maths. and &lt;b&gt;accounts&lt;/b&gt;.. *draws a blank* okay i might have to get back to you on that un. my lecturers are decent (aside from econs but at least shes not the pits) and the atmosphere at college is great, so i'm not complaining. just waiting on a few answers from Zhu Shen's brother, and i'm good to go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, more updates another time, kun's calling. (: tara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-1194968770072145?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1194968770072145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1194968770072145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1194968770072145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1194968770072145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-isnt-science-its-art.html' title='life isn&apos;t a science. its an art.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6173600953945460496</id><published>2010-01-03T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:16:40.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello dawn</title><content type='html'>sometime tomorrow morning, as early as hell, HELP and INTI students will all be staring bleakly at their blaring alarm clocks/ phones wishing the nights were longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college is here folks. and i wish my excitement wasn't marred by the absence of Kun, but it is. mingle that with the fear of notfittingin and lookingleftout, i am.. nervous. to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a lecturer in HELP that told us college days were the best days of her life. i'm not really counting on that, but it does make me feel better. i mean, its just PRE- university isnt it? a baby step to something bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert thoughtful break* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... okay my bludgeoning headache and phlegm is close to killing me at the mo. i will continue this update later. when my sister is not nagging me incessantly like a, like a, like a.. old chinese grandmother. (closest i could find) k, nights peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: changed my email add to plinelim@hotmail. to avoid getting beaten up in college. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6173600953945460496?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6173600953945460496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6173600953945460496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6173600953945460496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6173600953945460496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-dawn.html' title='hello dawn'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6782260784092192000</id><published>2010-01-01T10:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:57:37.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten million fireflies</title><content type='html'>finally, an update! (a proper one at least)&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going to run through a few post-spm events that i (miraculously) remembered to lug my camera to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Judy's Christmas Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Judy's place&lt;/i&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: left;"&gt;it was more of a Belian thing, and attendance was good! haha, i attribute that to the end of SPM. am i right guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxfvuHXBgI/AAAAAAAAE38/gyy6QEqLpkY/s1600-h/after+spm+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxfvuHXBgI/AAAAAAAAE38/gyy6QEqLpkY/s400/after+spm+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello Belian Boys. they put the Hardy Boys to shame. (i meant academically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgPP_np3I/AAAAAAAAE4E/_MicCyZ6Fug/s1600-h/after+spm+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgPP_np3I/AAAAAAAAE4E/_MicCyZ6Fug/s400/after+spm+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhi Yung looks like he's gritting his teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgqapkhxI/AAAAAAAAE4U/LUbP5w1GsEo/s1600-h/after+spm+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgqapkhxI/AAAAAAAAE4U/LUbP5w1GsEo/s400/after+spm+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here we have our Prom Queen! looking snAzzy in that tiara. we came together, and we both wore red. so when Aik saw us walking in she called us from outside all worried like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Aik : Hey, is the dress code for Judy's thing red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Me : ... what dress code? i didn't know there was a dress code!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Aik : Then why are you and Mei in red?! should i go back and change? i can you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxg5fXkgWI/AAAAAAAAE4c/GQPehHBtvYs/s1600-h/after+spm+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxg5fXkgWI/AAAAAAAAE4c/GQPehHBtvYs/s400/after+spm+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ching Feng and i. he features more in the next outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgbwkXxvI/AAAAAAAAE4M/RxKo8aT--50/s1600-h/after+spm+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxgbwkXxvI/AAAAAAAAE4M/RxKo8aT--50/s400/after+spm+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aaaand JUDY! see, this is the result of REFUSING to take a decent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to be completely honest, it was the first time i actually learnt anything about the true meaning of christmas. about Jesus being born and all that jazz. and about the inevitable world ending and all &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and to more than completely honest, i only really listened because i was kinda .. trapped in Judy's house. but i'm glad i did. because it really made me think about the bigger picture. and how it is possible that Noah's Ark is an actual, real object. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;deep. okay, will rant more on this on my own time. next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #134f5c;"&gt;Storm Warriors with Yoke and Aik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Ou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhIFjmdYI/AAAAAAAAE4k/gCnNMA-81L8/s1600-h/after+spm+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhIFjmdYI/AAAAAAAAE4k/gCnNMA-81L8/s400/after+spm+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we had dinner at Charms; Aik had major tomyam cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhXfpoIdI/AAAAAAAAE4s/jgLzf-Qbi8k/s1600-h/after+spm+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhXfpoIdI/AAAAAAAAE4s/jgLzf-Qbi8k/s400/after+spm+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;there we go. tomyam was a little too sweet for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Storm Warriors was okay a movie. kinda laggy and one move can last 10 seconds, but it was okay. nothing on the series tho. (which, surprisingly, everyone has seen) it was still fun, and more thanks to the company than the movie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;moving on.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #0b5394; color: yellow;"&gt;Belian Outing- Avatar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Ou&lt;/i&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: left;"&gt;actually, you know we Belian people hanged out alot over the hols. plus i missed Zhi Yung's New Year's thinggamajggy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhmYrWsJI/AAAAAAAAE40/Jhz2N1FLVYo/s1600-h/after+spm+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxhmYrWsJI/AAAAAAAAE40/Jhz2N1FLVYo/s400/after+spm+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thanks Jen Wei for asking Phebe to give me a lift. thanks Phebe for giving me a lift. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxh12Aii3I/AAAAAAAAE48/tjJIygPLxKQ/s1600-h/after+spm+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxh12Aii3I/AAAAAAAAE48/tjJIygPLxKQ/s400/after+spm+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxiFdilvRI/AAAAAAAAE5E/_BnEzTrmpbw/s1600-h/after+spm+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxiFdilvRI/AAAAAAAAE5E/_BnEzTrmpbw/s400/after+spm+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THANKS CHING FENG FOR PAINSTAKINGLY PLANNING THE WHOLE THING. :D xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxiVFMt3AI/AAAAAAAAE5M/3heCC23-ycY/s1600-h/after+spm+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxiVFMt3AI/AAAAAAAAE5M/3heCC23-ycY/s400/after+spm+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxij-HE58I/AAAAAAAAE5U/nyZbwKcAat4/s1600-h/after+spm+039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxij-HE58I/AAAAAAAAE5U/nyZbwKcAat4/s400/after+spm+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;shafiq is very fashionable. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxi2xf2ibI/AAAAAAAAE5c/5NZJ2fdATfc/s1600-h/after+spm+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxi2xf2ibI/AAAAAAAAE5c/5NZJ2fdATfc/s400/after+spm+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;monitor and assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxjGvURNzI/AAAAAAAAE5k/-klGAC5jFq4/s1600-h/after+spm+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxjGvURNzI/AAAAAAAAE5k/-klGAC5jFq4/s400/after+spm+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxjjgchR-I/AAAAAAAAE50/-L9Q9EjIgRA/s1600-h/after+spm+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxjjgchR-I/AAAAAAAAE50/-L9Q9EjIgRA/s400/after+spm+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxjvm5IlsI/AAAAAAAAE58/szXrxY0hl3g/s1600-h/after+spm+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxjvm5IlsI/AAAAAAAAE58/szXrxY0hl3g/s400/after+spm+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smarter than thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxj9OGpU0I/AAAAAAAAE6E/39WaT6ok1uE/s1600-h/after+spm+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxj9OGpU0I/AAAAAAAAE6E/39WaT6ok1uE/s400/after+spm+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, met Sabs there too. we wore the same shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i didn't join them for the movie, only lunch at Milano's. which sucks btw. reminds me of canteen grub. xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #38761d;"&gt;Jou's Christmas Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Jou's place &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for someone that doesnt celebrate christmas, i sure have been to my share of xmas parties. this was another gift exchange. Mei and I had a blast shopping for the presents! we bought a horn, a giant tooth, a fairy pencil, a super large pencil and a beanie bag phone holder (only normal gift. lol) half of the items were green &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*sniggers*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and most of them were pretttty useless. thats why they are novelties, kay gang? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkLFMQzVI/AAAAAAAAE6M/VS5Vt8Ib6V0/s1600-h/after+spm+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkLFMQzVI/AAAAAAAAE6M/VS5Vt8Ib6V0/s400/after+spm+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jou and fairy pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkbyGOoRI/AAAAAAAAE6U/FUADzxIXTQc/s1600-h/after+spm+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkbyGOoRI/AAAAAAAAE6U/FUADzxIXTQc/s400/after+spm+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Santa's Little Helper #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkrXXqthI/AAAAAAAAE6c/HLqQlEe4CaQ/s1600-h/after+spm+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxkrXXqthI/AAAAAAAAE6c/HLqQlEe4CaQ/s400/after+spm+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Santa's Little Helper #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxk6-gVImI/AAAAAAAAE6k/iySHX4mGFSU/s1600-h/after+spm+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxk6-gVImI/AAAAAAAAE6k/iySHX4mGFSU/s400/after+spm+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Balloon May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxlI8eUz7I/AAAAAAAAE6s/_ztPqPqHtYo/s1600-h/after+spm+056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxlI8eUz7I/AAAAAAAAE6s/_ztPqPqHtYo/s400/after+spm+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sulky Jou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i dont have much pictures from this, cause i was too busy eating Aunty Ivy's awesome spread. i DO have random pics of Nat's hair tho. lol. omigosh now i'm craving TURKEY. JOU YOU PRMISED ME CARBONARA. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*cries*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6aa84f; color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Adventures of Kun and Pauline.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxlX_bIhdI/AAAAAAAAE60/kgRUKlVhd3w/s1600-h/after+spm+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxlX_bIhdI/AAAAAAAAE60/kgRUKlVhd3w/s400/after+spm+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this was before banana leaf rice at Bangsar, which is the new 'in' thing- for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxlmht1Z6I/AAAAAAAAE68/YEn7pOkOVZ8/s1600-h/after+spm+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxlmht1Z6I/AAAAAAAAE68/YEn7pOkOVZ8/s400/after+spm+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we guided Munyi and Ed there, and were tryna take cute pictures of them in the car and of Munyi driving a manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;btw i would just like to thank Ed, Munyi, Yoke and Louis for accompanying me on my mad urge for banana leaf. iloveyouall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxl1f8kNKI/AAAAAAAAE7E/enCtkCO_hv0/s1600-h/after+spm+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxl1f8kNKI/AAAAAAAAE7E/enCtkCO_hv0/s400/after+spm+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;then&amp;nbsp; some other day we had dimsum. Just the two of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxmEbEyIJI/AAAAAAAAE7M/RQjlt-pph_s/s1600-h/after+spm+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxmEbEyIJI/AAAAAAAAE7M/RQjlt-pph_s/s400/after+spm+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is my after swimming face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxmT2JD5zI/AAAAAAAAE7U/oyBeTHdGzTc/s1600-h/after+spm+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxmT2JD5zI/AAAAAAAAE7U/oyBeTHdGzTc/s400/after+spm+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxmw2NflcI/AAAAAAAAE7k/qhz62PNaBCc/s1600-h/after+spm+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxmw2NflcI/AAAAAAAAE7k/qhz62PNaBCc/s400/after+spm+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxm_s4T_sI/AAAAAAAAE7s/OfEHmkSZzGo/s1600-h/after+spm+072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Szxm_s4T_sI/AAAAAAAAE7s/OfEHmkSZzGo/s400/after+spm+072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and because we loove dimsum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Dimsum wth Jou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt;crashed Jou's place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnMX3S-pI/AAAAAAAAE70/m8lSbH-aX0I/s1600-h/after+spm+075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnMX3S-pI/AAAAAAAAE70/m8lSbH-aX0I/s400/after+spm+075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kun and I barged in her house early morn to drop of some dimsum. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnlFjLjLI/AAAAAAAAE8E/PDg562vAzYI/s1600-h/after+spm+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnlFjLjLI/AAAAAAAAE8E/PDg562vAzYI/s400/after+spm+079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and played with Crumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnzNdNfeI/AAAAAAAAE8M/hMyvQHokZyw/s1600-h/after+spm+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxnzNdNfeI/AAAAAAAAE8M/hMyvQHokZyw/s400/after+spm+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxoDLXVpgI/AAAAAAAAE8U/ugGff_JJAUU/s1600-h/after+spm+081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxoDLXVpgI/AAAAAAAAE8U/ugGff_JJAUU/s400/after+spm+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxoQnmBBLI/AAAAAAAAE8c/wjrSbfDVufQ/s1600-h/after+spm+082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxoQnmBBLI/AAAAAAAAE8c/wjrSbfDVufQ/s400/after+spm+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thats me, and my banana. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxobVTShtI/AAAAAAAAE8k/mhmU_zecUJg/s1600-h/after+spm+083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxobVTShtI/AAAAAAAAE8k/mhmU_zecUJg/s400/after+spm+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAH look at Kun's face. iLike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay, thats it folks. updates of NewYearsEve soon or never, you know how these things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;orientation tomorrow. woe is me! will be working on my last day or freedom, in Kun's mama's shop. drop by and visit us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay wait wait im not sure if im working today Kunsdadwillbeinshopiscared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-6782260784092192000?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6782260784092192000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6782260784092192000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6782260784092192000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6782260784092192000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-update-proper-one-at-least-okay.html' title='ten million fireflies'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SzxfvuHXBgI/AAAAAAAAE38/gyy6QEqLpkY/s72-c/after+spm+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5871281871022591476</id><published>2009-12-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:14:52.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1261663711696"&gt;i have about 5 draft posts. started but never finished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1261663711696"&gt;i have about 10 pending posts. trying to start, but never able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1261663711696"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1261663711696"&gt;and now i have one completed post. brief, but able to fulfill its objective; allowing the public to know i am still alive and well. only busy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5871281871022591476?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5871281871022591476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5871281871022591476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5871281871022591476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5871281871022591476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-about-5-draft-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-9197458543879141610</id><published>2009-12-14T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:14:48.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't you stay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am back from johor! and feeling much better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SyXCIMmwiQI/AAAAAAAAE2s/XBg99q1EFpM/s1600-h/22.8.09+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SyXCIMmwiQI/AAAAAAAAE2s/XBg99q1EFpM/s320/22.8.09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is true then that everything can be solved over a plate of chicken and quesadillas at Chillis. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCkcs2LRJbI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCkcs2LRJbI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;best live performance ive seen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-9197458543879141610?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/9197458543879141610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=9197458543879141610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9197458543879141610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9197458543879141610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-dont-you-stay.html' title='why don&apos;t you stay.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SyXCIMmwiQI/AAAAAAAAE2s/XBg99q1EFpM/s72-c/22.8.09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-886213142692188028</id><published>2009-12-11T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:18:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's like playing Uno Stacko</title><content type='html'>i know it sounds so banal and corny, but i really think that love can go sour. very sour indeed. to the point where literally, you can feel this bitter cloying taste at the back of your throat; when you're fighting, when you're looking at him, when you're together, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you just know, when it reaches that point, that juncture in your relationship that there's no where to go but downhill. spiralling out of control. oh sure, you try to fix things; you try to spend more time with each other, you try to sweeten things between the two of you, but ultimately, it never works out. it's like a fad that has run it's course you know? a chewing gum too long in your mouth, that has lost it's flavour, texture- everything. sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, ultimately, the question is- how do you handle it? or more specifically, how do you end it? how can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions, all these questions running through my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-886213142692188028?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/886213142692188028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=886213142692188028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/886213142692188028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/886213142692188028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-like-playing-uno-stacko.html' title='it&apos;s like playing Uno Stacko'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4621250094571519116</id><published>2009-12-10T18:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:33:16.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>th-th-th-thongs</title><content type='html'>omg omg suzen suzen &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a whole days hard work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not like i had anything better to do, since i missed skytrex.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sigh, not sulking, moving on. :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh me oh my, i feel so &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; with my new layout. only damper on my mood is the prospect of having to upload all our graduation/ mei's bbq pictures. spm has made me slightly anti-technology, even smsing is a chore. code for : i will be procrastinating the upload of pictures. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: &lt;b&gt;running on a tangent&lt;/b&gt;, my header, is after a concept in a book i once read, &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sunny Side Up&lt;/span&gt;. it's like those moments when your mind is thinking about something, lets say the letter A. and then it thinks how that letter A looks a little like an alien spaceship, that has just landed on it's mini tripod. and then it starts wondering why all aliens in movies are generally wrinkled beyond reason, skinny and have huge bulbous heads. then it jumps to you thinking about how you want to watch The Princess and the Frog. which leads to you remembering about your freshly varnished sandals abandoned outside the house. and it goes on. like how one thing leads to another, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i dont know about you, but &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; mind is constantly running on a tangent. so this blog will now be the avenue for all my random thoughts and thinkings. i am strangely excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ps: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;au naturale&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: a man or woman with unshaven pubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i did not KNOW that. in fact, i nearly commented in facebook that Jou's hair is au naturale. O_O thank goodness i had the foresight to look up the meaning. rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Nanny now. :D &lt;i&gt;Mr Sheffield!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4621250094571519116?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4621250094571519116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4621250094571519116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4621250094571519116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4621250094571519116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-omg-suzen-suzen-look-whole-days.html' title='th-th-th-thongs'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4546168588387163677</id><published>2009-11-26T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:50:46.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FCK AM I STILL DOING ONLINE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's laptop is cooking my ovaries. time to Go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4546168588387163677?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4546168588387163677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4546168588387163677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4546168588387163677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4546168588387163677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fck-am-i-still-doing-online-ring.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7343395545975606522</id><published>2009-11-25T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:54:40.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Jude,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next week is a week from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Kun would kill Molly and save &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; from a vat of boiling poison, if it came down to it. &lt;b&gt;i is happy&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;double ps: beat that you 8 titted bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wait.&lt;br /&gt;he feels &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; remorseful for betraying Molly that he left to go give her a treat and smother her with love all over her hairless muzzle.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, the woes of loving a dog lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-7343395545975606522?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7343395545975606522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7343395545975606522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7343395545975606522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7343395545975606522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-jude.html' title='Hey Jude,'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3724943236195004534</id><published>2009-11-11T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:20:19.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after SPM i have decided (sorta, considering more like. yeah &lt;i&gt;contemplating&lt;/i&gt;. in a more solid way. i mean it's kinda a circumstantial thing in the end anyway. OKNVM for now it's 'decided'.) - whew. sorry where was i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, i've decided (loosely) to go through with my delicate Tying Up Loose Ends project, aimed at rejuvenating my of overall well being and reinstate my sense geniality. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will start anew! i will be niceR to people! i will.. take Kun out for a nice dinner! (random, but also on my list of Must-Do projects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. after SPM is over, when i see this, (if this is still the most recent post) i will launch Tying Up Loose Ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually.. kinda excited. good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay happy pretending-to-study-but-ACTUALLY-watching-The-Nanny-out-of-the-corner-of-your-eye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3724943236195004534?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3724943236195004534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3724943236195004534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3724943236195004534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3724943236195004534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-spm-i-have-decided-sorta.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5009269559518757477</id><published>2009-10-26T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:42:05.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the stars,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this blog shall undergo some serious revamping after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SUZEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i've found the perfect colour for my dress. ho-yeah.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*gives you my best cherub smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps. ps: jou/ neeraj, stop with the KimchiMan nonsense. GLARES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh double ps: i am now going to &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;HELP College&lt;/span&gt;. despite originally being the biggest anti-HELP activist since the dawn of time. but when you're backed into a corner.. beggers cant be choosers. regardless, i have decided to learn to love it. heres to hopeless optimism! and at least i'll have buddies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURN NOTICE TONIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5009269559518757477?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5009269559518757477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5009269559518757477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5009269559518757477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5009269559518757477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-stars.html' title='Look at the stars,'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2246048350912549288</id><published>2009-10-20T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:44:28.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purplate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0lWj6D4iI/AAAAAAAAE1E/51iIhvwcXXk/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0lWj6D4iI/AAAAAAAAE1E/51iIhvwcXXk/s640/elishas+open+hse+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a form of release, for a few minutes at least. highlighter and toilet paper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0ttlKm-hI/AAAAAAAAE1c/hVjcZeQ9OyY/s1600-h/hair+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0ttlKm-hI/AAAAAAAAE1c/hVjcZeQ9OyY/s320/hair+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dragonfruit juice. i wish there were paints like this. funky purple with black seeds. woot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0kkU122rI/AAAAAAAAE08/_Mo9-U7ReWs/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0kkU122rI/AAAAAAAAE08/_Mo9-U7ReWs/s400/elishas+open+hse+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0tZeRq1RI/AAAAAAAAE1U/79GdYmIlpVs/s1600-h/hair+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0tZeRq1RI/AAAAAAAAE1U/79GdYmIlpVs/s400/hair+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0t7bJB9cI/AAAAAAAAE1k/Zs3gLdBme0o/s1600-h/hair+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0t7bJB9cI/AAAAAAAAE1k/Zs3gLdBme0o/s640/hair+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;monster nails, i call them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to get serious. unfortunately, i cant study peacefully in the living room anymore. MadHatterSister is watching Indiana Jones. seriously how in the world are we related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oodletoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-2246048350912549288?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2246048350912549288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2246048350912549288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2246048350912549288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2246048350912549288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-papercuts-that-sting-most.html' title='purplate.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/St0lWj6D4iI/AAAAAAAAE1E/51iIhvwcXXk/s72-c/elishas+open+hse+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5786364564499659234</id><published>2009-10-15T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:23:53.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger</title><content type='html'>the more i look at my new &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;wallpaper&lt;/span&gt;, the more i &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #660000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it. it just exudes happ&lt;i&gt;y&lt;/i&gt;-ness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today i shall be getting my fringe reinstated and HOPEFULLY, be chopping off kun's mane of glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for him folks. may my shaky-hand syndrome lie dormant today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3988206397_2f9344353d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3988206397_2f9344353d.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so cool. this is us, extra large. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photocreditsto- &lt;a href="http://may-niac.blogspot.com/"&gt;yimay&lt;/a&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;double ps: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Tick Tock by Kesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is very addictive. spm-ers- &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;avoid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-5786364564499659234?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5786364564499659234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5786364564499659234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5786364564499659234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5786364564499659234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-pink.html' title='But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3988206397_2f9344353d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-3797520290843237896</id><published>2009-10-05T12:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:51:41.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elisha's Open Hse.</title><content type='html'>alright, so i'm breaking the rules. i'm blogging. its just that i cant resist trying out the new blogger features i stumbled upon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the ability to&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt; highlight&lt;/span&gt; my words. &lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a64d79;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e69138;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;alright! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;craving #20934- checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so yesterday a bunch of us went over to&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt; Elisha's house&lt;/span&gt; to say hello. and to meet Mugly. (i doubt that is the correct spelling, but.. oh well.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslu8P4OIiI/AAAAAAAAEzU/iXmj52pe4Jc/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslu8P4OIiI/AAAAAAAAEzU/iXmj52pe4Jc/s400/elishas+open+hse+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The Host&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she was worried people might be upset over the fact that she couldnt accommodate everyone on that day, and couldn't invite all her friends. such a nice girl. thats why &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; stay friends! despite her cat craze and ant phobia. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*hugs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsltyBpTSDI/AAAAAAAAEys/z6NlHJlZRZQ/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsltyBpTSDI/AAAAAAAAEys/z6NlHJlZRZQ/s400/elishas+open+hse+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. Debra, on her good side. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsluskDaJaI/AAAAAAAAEzM/_h-sioO-454/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsluskDaJaI/AAAAAAAAEzM/_h-sioO-454/s400/elishas+open+hse+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i wanna say Debra doesnt have a bad side, but i know i'll just get a sarcastic &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Okaaaay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in response so i'm &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; going to say it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslw4L1Q76I/AAAAAAAAE0U/8odw3NCjr1o/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslw4L1Q76I/AAAAAAAAE0U/8odw3NCjr1o/s400/elishas+open+hse+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gentle-men. oops pun unintended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha. kidding kidding. please dont hurt me guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsluP_ED_uI/AAAAAAAAEy8/-1xYG1zeFn0/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SsluP_ED_uI/AAAAAAAAEy8/-1xYG1zeFn0/s400/elishas+open+hse+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me and my would-be best friend if she didnt constantly regard me as a physco. (picture reminds me of a farmer pulling out a large carrot. somehow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslugPsqfpI/AAAAAAAAEzE/ugMOCloN6gw/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslugPsqfpI/AAAAAAAAEzE/ugMOCloN6gw/s400/elishas+open+hse+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is how we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in primary, they use to truss me up by my hands and feet, steal my shoes, and then dump me on the floor, barefoot, to chase the them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvJNGK6hI/AAAAAAAAEzc/pd5D7Bk72zA/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvJNGK6hI/AAAAAAAAEzc/pd5D7Bk72zA/s400/elishas+open+hse+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cant believe the picture doesnt show Zu with evil green eyes. cause she was preeetty mean back in the days of TTDI. and yes, she was one of the shoe-stealers aforementioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvYFLdDiI/AAAAAAAAEzk/xYYxXFFs_EY/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvYFLdDiI/AAAAAAAAEzk/xYYxXFFs_EY/s400/elishas+open+hse+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we came late. because we are fashionable that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvomFSveI/AAAAAAAAEzs/3eksUlxmIwY/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslvomFSveI/AAAAAAAAEzs/3eksUlxmIwY/s400/elishas+open+hse+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i need to work on a less maniacal smile. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslv3TcBTlI/AAAAAAAAEz0/A5dQzqriA5c/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslv3TcBTlI/AAAAAAAAEz0/A5dQzqriA5c/s400/elishas+open+hse+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D (because that is what everyone is doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslwW4FfQwI/AAAAAAAAE0E/6yPQVW5Lvt4/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslwW4FfQwI/AAAAAAAAE0E/6yPQVW5Lvt4/s400/elishas+open+hse+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DU children. and Sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslwnEBxARI/AAAAAAAAE0M/I91SYKyUkXY/s1600-h/elishas+open+hse+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SslwnEBxARI/AAAAAAAAE0M/I91SYKyUkXY/s400/elishas+open+hse+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and lastly, the TTDI PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the world is just.. better with folks like us. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the open house was fun. thanks for inviting me Sha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay, im going to..watch tv now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;seeyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;happy birthday mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. you are now a senior citizen. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-3797520290843237896?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/3797520290843237896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=3797520290843237896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3797520290843237896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/3797520290843237896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/10/elishas-open-hse.html' title='Elisha&apos;s Open Hse.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sslu8P4OIiI/AAAAAAAAEzU/iXmj52pe4Jc/s72-c/elishas+open+hse+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4249258144563542265</id><published>2009-09-27T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:36:38.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr7b3FlzmFI/AAAAAAAAEyc/4xVTzqSk_yQ/s1600-h/21.09.09+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr7b3FlzmFI/AAAAAAAAEyc/4xVTzqSk_yQ/s400/21.09.09+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385983943821727826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of those days when everything outside my window is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tinted rose&lt;/span&gt;, courtesy of the setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: having the flu means wallowing in snotty yellow mucus, being unable to taste food (gasp!), and having to breathe through my mouth all the damn time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuergh.&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/6741094869500209941-4249258144563542265?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4249258144563542265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4249258144563542265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4249258144563542265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4249258144563542265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-those-days-when-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr7b3FlzmFI/AAAAAAAAEyc/4xVTzqSk_yQ/s72-c/21.09.09+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-6710262982286790651</id><published>2009-09-26T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:45:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say bad things happen for a reason.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Mickey with your rotatable arms, feet and head. we've been owner-keychain since i was like, four, and i love you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr3uClFZgKI/AAAAAAAAEyU/qDnQAd5eHFY/s1600-h/21.09.09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr3uClFZgKI/AAAAAAAAEyU/qDnQAd5eHFY/s400/21.09.09+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385722457486885026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr3uB-Al0II/AAAAAAAAEyM/ZyEwOinWXFA/s1600-h/21.09.09+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr3uB-Al0II/AAAAAAAAEyM/ZyEwOinWXFA/s400/21.09.09+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385722446997737602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rest In Peace in Disney heaven dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;PS: a special note to a certain bastard:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;eing in a different country, continent and time zone doesnt diminish what a complete asswipe you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double PS: i laughed till my eyes got all crinkly and prune-y reading HorngQing's and Yimay's comments on my tagbox. no one can say my friends arent funny la. :) and I MEANT ATRIA OMG SORRY MAY LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shut up HQ. people make mistakes. :D&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/6741094869500209941-6710262982286790651?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/6710262982286790651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=6710262982286790651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6710262982286790651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/6710262982286790651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-bad-things-happen-for-reason.html' title='They say bad things happen for a reason.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sr3uClFZgKI/AAAAAAAAEyU/qDnQAd5eHFY/s72-c/21.09.09+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4750757981081607062</id><published>2009-09-24T10:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:18:26.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iCram</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holidays suppose to mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; getting around to posting all the pictures i owe people. so, in the holiday spirit, here are all the withheld and tucked away photos i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;most recently, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Breakfast with the enam sekawan&lt;/span&gt; who stayed &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(im sorry, the girls only till 4am) &lt;/span&gt;at Aaron's house on Tues, watching uncensored versions of Borat and American Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrredcX5aKI/AAAAAAAAEyE/2QCQm1LLqfo/s1600-h/21.09.09+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrredcX5aKI/AAAAAAAAEyE/2QCQm1LLqfo/s400/21.09.09+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860901888845986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rempit and I. KD NAT I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrecyMjNjI/AAAAAAAAEx8/VLW73Z01UDc/s1600-h/21.09.09+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrecyMjNjI/AAAAAAAAEx8/VLW73Z01UDc/s400/21.09.09+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860890566964786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrecN6edfI/AAAAAAAAEx0/YvQUva1Ar3M/s1600-h/21.09.09+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrecN6edfI/AAAAAAAAEx0/YvQUva1Ar3M/s400/21.09.09+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860880827479538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks Yoke, for posing so graciously. hmmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrebmO8YgI/AAAAAAAAExs/z34wzB0s3UY/s1600-h/21.09.09+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrebmO8YgI/AAAAAAAAExs/z34wzB0s3UY/s400/21.09.09+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860870175908354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmmm. uncensored sex movies.. i wonder who instigated it all? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrreayNB42I/AAAAAAAAExk/RwhycanvUTA/s1600-h/21.09.09+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrreayNB42I/AAAAAAAAExk/RwhycanvUTA/s400/21.09.09+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860856209236834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAH I BET NO ONE EXPECTED HQ TO BE PART OF THE 6 EH. LOL. he drove us all back to Aarons hse later. very apek-like. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite, next up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lunch with Kun&lt;/span&gt;. which was like, what, during the last holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrdAApOCdI/AAAAAAAAExU/iPwsRKAdPLU/s1600-h/21.09.09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrdAApOCdI/AAAAAAAAExU/iPwsRKAdPLU/s400/21.09.09+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384859296717474258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc_QuTVTI/AAAAAAAAExM/88ystwd4djg/s1600-h/21.09.09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc_QuTVTI/AAAAAAAAExM/88ystwd4djg/s400/21.09.09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384859283853890866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:) nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;shirt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc-0ArOAI/AAAAAAAAExE/sqQbr6qGmaU/s1600-h/21.09.09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc-0ArOAI/AAAAAAAAExE/sqQbr6qGmaU/s400/21.09.09+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384859276146325506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc-Jh_tJI/AAAAAAAAEw8/bL_Le8gwxrg/s1600-h/21.09.09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Srrc-Jh_tJI/AAAAAAAAEw8/bL_Le8gwxrg/s400/21.09.09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384859264743355538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was at this place i've been frequenting almost my whole life, in DJ, near Centrepoint, which specializes in noodles and porridge. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;note to self&lt;/span&gt; : must bring someone like &lt;a href="http://may-niac.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yimay&lt;/a&gt; one day so she can do a proper review. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbFzsvD7I/AAAAAAAAEw0/HX2oVT4tOxU/s1600-h/21.09.09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbFzsvD7I/AAAAAAAAEw0/HX2oVT4tOxU/s400/21.09.09+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384857197298519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very hot that day.&lt;br /&gt;btw Nee, Kun's standing beside the bakery we are suppose to visit!!! banana crumble. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lunch with Nee at Euro Deli&lt;/span&gt;. (i dont even remember when we did this. eons ago me thinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbFC0lmVI/AAAAAAAAEws/Xs0pBfXoL7M/s1600-h/21.09.09+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbFC0lmVI/AAAAAAAAEws/Xs0pBfXoL7M/s400/21.09.09+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384857184178116946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbEgoa9UI/AAAAAAAAEwk/HYUg5kjoooA/s1600-h/21.09.09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbEgoa9UI/AAAAAAAAEwk/HYUg5kjoooA/s400/21.09.09+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384857175000282434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont know why i always go out with people in the most blazing of weathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbDyg6mKI/AAAAAAAAEwc/XikU3UVDuWA/s1600-h/21.09.09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbDyg6mKI/AAAAAAAAEwc/XikU3UVDuWA/s400/21.09.09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384857162620770466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he insisted we talk a walk through the nursey beside my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbC6ydDLI/AAAAAAAAEwU/-k9vOWQcCF0/s1600-h/21.09.09+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrbC6ydDLI/AAAAAAAAEwU/-k9vOWQcCF0/s400/21.09.09+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384857147661946034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;result&lt;/span&gt;: 10 mosqi bites. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*glares at laughing Neeraj*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZqVIaGkI/AAAAAAAAEwM/BOjY_Uwsyqs/s1600-h/21.09.09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZqVIaGkI/AAAAAAAAEwM/BOjY_Uwsyqs/s400/21.09.09+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384855625724992066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZp-m7tsI/AAAAAAAAEwE/k8zEr-v1wsE/s1600-h/21.09.09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZp-m7tsI/AAAAAAAAEwE/k8zEr-v1wsE/s400/21.09.09+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384855619679008450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;birthday lunch with Lih Wen&lt;/span&gt;. my present to her, as the only worthwhile thing to give LihWen is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; food&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZpFHoDXI/AAAAAAAAEv8/pHK_VcEFECE/s1600-h/21.09.09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZpFHoDXI/AAAAAAAAEv8/pHK_VcEFECE/s400/21.09.09+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384855604246875506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZofy-UnI/AAAAAAAAEv0/O7wJ8qOXGx8/s1600-h/21.09.09+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZofy-UnI/AAAAAAAAEv0/O7wJ8qOXGx8/s400/21.09.09+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384855594228142706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if you look closely, you can see her tearing due to the VAST amount of wasabi in her soya sauce. greedy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZn97CDTI/AAAAAAAAEvs/YnNcP6ZEqVo/s1600-h/21.09.09+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrrZn97CDTI/AAAAAAAAEvs/YnNcP6ZEqVo/s400/21.09.09+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384855585135136050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;greedy, but happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok gtg finish Mrs Chua's homework and give Kun a morning call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world,&lt;br /&gt;Paulkadot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4750757981081607062?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4750757981081607062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4750757981081607062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4750757981081607062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4750757981081607062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/icram.html' title='iCram'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrredcX5aKI/AAAAAAAAEyE/2QCQm1LLqfo/s72-c/21.09.09+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4538048584331340945</id><published>2009-09-22T11:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:52:51.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aik Lynn Day.</title><content type='html'>at 12 midnight, a few of us invaded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DU Court&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; Aik&lt;/span&gt;, one of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; Sept 21st babies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhObR0NvDI/AAAAAAAAEvk/SXfLro7G0L0/s1600-h/21.09.09+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhObR0NvDI/AAAAAAAAEvk/SXfLro7G0L0/s400/21.09.09+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384139585067269170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were somehow.. running short on time. lol look at all us busy ants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theeennn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOa3ozdrI/AAAAAAAAEvc/rNs-IR1Eqss/s1600-h/21.09.09+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOa3ozdrI/AAAAAAAAEvc/rNs-IR1Eqss/s400/21.09.09+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384139578040088242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:) i hope she was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in this space was.. well a huge waste of space.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOZ8QqwnI/AAAAAAAAEvM/qqRcxsBINZM/s1600-h/21.09.09+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOZ8QqwnI/AAAAAAAAEvM/qqRcxsBINZM/s400/21.09.09+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384139562101162610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks HQ for the cake, very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOZJh2s-I/AAAAAAAAEvE/ZrBJOcJ0Fmg/s1600-h/21.09.09+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhOZJh2s-I/AAAAAAAAEvE/ZrBJOcJ0Fmg/s400/21.09.09+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384139548483040226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our Naomi made it! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNEKQa2VI/AAAAAAAAEu8/HB6yCHlMs4A/s1600-h/21.09.09+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNEKQa2VI/AAAAAAAAEu8/HB6yCHlMs4A/s400/21.09.09+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138088389466450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNDSw1VBI/AAAAAAAAEu0/g7ttXCa1pIU/s1600-h/21.09.09+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNDSw1VBI/AAAAAAAAEu0/g7ttXCa1pIU/s400/21.09.09+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138073493034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha so did Aaron, despite his dragon mum. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNCw1AkKI/AAAAAAAAEus/7-ssKFWqTTc/s1600-h/21.09.09+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNCw1AkKI/AAAAAAAAEus/7-ssKFWqTTc/s400/21.09.09+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138064383742114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CV, looking sexy in his 'pjs'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNCbqLLCI/AAAAAAAAEuk/jdwLFxGnTCY/s1600-h/21.09.09+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNCbqLLCI/AAAAAAAAEuk/jdwLFxGnTCY/s400/21.09.09+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138058701155362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bouncy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Boobs&lt;/span&gt;! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for taking the time to come at that ungodly hour. you guys rock, thanks for being so cooperative. i love you all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the day itself, we (Nat and Aik) went to go watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Ugly Truth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald Buttler just has too many movies out now. at least this one wasnt sweet or touching enough to induce any tears. tears of laughter, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we parked our behinds at Juice Bar, and met up with Wandering Peckie and her plus one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNB63caWI/AAAAAAAAEuc/zeBNAv0uolM/s1600-h/21.09.09+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhNB63caWI/AAAAAAAAEuc/zeBNAv0uolM/s400/21.09.09+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138049898441058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her present from WeiKhai, ZhiYung and Jun Herng. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLomgGIgI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XYPTI18AHSA/s1600-h/21.09.09+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLomgGIgI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XYPTI18AHSA/s400/21.09.09+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384136515423445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLoD0N-lI/AAAAAAAAEuM/HUZmjE1JFso/s1600-h/21.09.09+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLoD0N-lI/AAAAAAAAEuM/HUZmjE1JFso/s400/21.09.09+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384136506112604754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her present from the seven. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;by Stella McCartney&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLnkzjcYI/AAAAAAAAEuE/CjGCzNkpuiM/s1600-h/21.09.09+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLnkzjcYI/AAAAAAAAEuE/CjGCzNkpuiM/s400/21.09.09+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384136497788318082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLnI8blyI/AAAAAAAAEt8/_ihWCO9f9cA/s1600-h/21.09.09+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLnI8blyI/AAAAAAAAEt8/_ihWCO9f9cA/s400/21.09.09+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384136490309359394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLmhOZ8II/AAAAAAAAEt0/K0zCAVihgwE/s1600-h/21.09.09+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhLmhOZ8II/AAAAAAAAEt0/K0zCAVihgwE/s400/21.09.09+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384136479647330434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im beat. and i need to do SOMETHING academic related now. so.. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Belated Dear&lt;/span&gt;. hope you had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; day ever!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4538048584331340945?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4538048584331340945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4538048584331340945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4538048584331340945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4538048584331340945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/aik-lynn-day.html' title='Aik Lynn Day.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SrhObR0NvDI/AAAAAAAAEvk/SXfLro7G0L0/s72-c/21.09.09+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-7048372439994064217</id><published>2009-09-17T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:46:23.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Patrick Swayze,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the biggest inspiration. Charles Baker will be sorely missed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; will be sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are happy now, and blessed. I love you, and thanks for entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;THE BEAST&lt;/span&gt; WAS THE SHIZ. and now we will never know how it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a 'sad' emoticon just isnt enough.&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/6741094869500209941-7048372439994064217?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/7048372439994064217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=7048372439994064217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7048372439994064217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/7048372439994064217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-patrick-swayze-you-were-biggest.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4083493643736962950</id><published>2009-09-11T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:10:48.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, even when i'm an old hag &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(assuming i miss the boat for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;elegant elderly&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, i will still summon the energy to command my withered hands to browse blogs. because blogs just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the pictures, the thoughts, the feelings i get. never gets old, and makes you wanna just read on and on and on and on.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(im gonna add &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and on&lt;/span&gt; more time, for good measure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, today &lt;a href="http://faction92.blogspot.com/2009/09/religion.html"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/a&gt; got me thinking, thinking hard, allowed me to learn new words (heh) and gave me a whole new train of thought to mull on. he made me question my own views and encouraged my long dormant brain to ch&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;rn and b&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;bble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay NicH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, a junior from school, &lt;a href="http://freakiiejean.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yi Jean&lt;/a&gt;, made me read her post all of once, twice and three times, just to drink it all in. she took a nice solid idea, expressed with a finesse and style i envy. inspired me to, well, concieve this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading these blogs make me wanna do &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;. i want to do more than just blog now, i want to be able to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get people thinking&lt;/span&gt;. to pull a smile, laugh or even a frown from readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn something new through the eyes of another. i want to read an engaging article everytime i come online, and share it with the masses. i want, i want, i want..(!) so many, too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. all in good time, all in good time. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(theres something stepping on my sleeve, i think its the SPM Trials. double heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, Physics and Boston Legal tonight. if anything could make me stimultaneously smile and grimace, it would be that combination. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgosh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gg&lt;/span&gt;. my half carton of milk (which i normally consume directly from ze mouth) has created its own dainty watermark on my dad's stock exchange... thingy. ohoh. kk byebyebye! see you fat monsters later. \--/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps Jou, i cant log in into hotmail. be patient k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4083493643736962950?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4083493643736962950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4083493643736962950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4083493643736962950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4083493643736962950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-even-when-im-old-hag-assuming.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-636758585888401909</id><published>2009-08-29T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:40:14.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;miss my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;currently an Australian citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; being there, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even if it's a phone call at 3 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;i miss hearing you mumble during our 4 hour long phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i love you Jou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;sigh. growing up kinda.. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;cks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-636758585888401909?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/636758585888401909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=636758585888401909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/636758585888401909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/636758585888401909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-really-miss-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-2637380399268395496</id><published>2009-08-25T19:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:55:18.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sajian Naga</title><content type='html'>okay, here is that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mei Yin post&lt;/span&gt; i promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so in alliance with her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;, Mei made a whole schedule of outings with friends and others to go out.. and well just have a good time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Murni's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(apostrophe? no? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; unsure)&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been wanting to eat there since.. since Mei debased my liking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jasema's&lt;/span&gt; cheese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;naan&lt;/span&gt;. (my favorite i tell you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;;t a bad place in general, just not my style. kantin food! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN9Efi0-I/AAAAAAAAEs8/oesrPxruOuw/s1600-h/22.8.09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN9Efi0-I/AAAAAAAAEs8/oesrPxruOuw/s400/22.8.09+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373865229444895714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MeiYinWong&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;altho&lt;/span&gt; her shirt is WRONG considering SHE set the dress code for the night which was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN8hCrpYI/AAAAAAAAEs0/yhG6oSMs1nU/s1600-h/22.8.09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN8hCrpYI/AAAAAAAAEs0/yhG6oSMs1nU/s400/22.8.09+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373865219928597890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLbuKKJrI/AAAAAAAAEsk/SXBTcvesMYc/s1600-h/22.8.09+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLbuKKJrI/AAAAAAAAEsk/SXBTcvesMYc/s400/22.8.09+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862457490679474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;collared T-shirts&lt;/span&gt;. WITH&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; STRIPES&lt;/span&gt;, no less. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since it was in conjunction with her birthday we let it slide. next time we will get it right la k Mei? next time colour will be.. yellow or orange i'm thinking. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Murni's&lt;/span&gt; was..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; packed&lt;/span&gt;. but we managed to score a table in front of the shop. score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Murni's&lt;/span&gt; also sells &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; odd, weird, odd and weird food. like the Dragon Pizza Mei ordered and the Soft Shelled Crab Fried Rice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kun&lt;/span&gt; had. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN78C2WnI/AAAAAAAAEss/XTvgqOLWjOo/s1600-h/22.8.09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN78C2WnI/AAAAAAAAEss/XTvgqOLWjOo/s400/22.8.09+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373865209997187698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; you stick with normal Indian food while you are there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLbPhAX6I/AAAAAAAAEsc/6Jaq8iwhtlQ/s1600-h/22.8.09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLbPhAX6I/AAAAAAAAEsc/6Jaq8iwhtlQ/s400/22.8.09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862449265008546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLaUWDEwI/AAAAAAAAEsU/AmvGxFvimK0/s1600-h/22.8.09+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLaUWDEwI/AAAAAAAAEsU/AmvGxFvimK0/s400/22.8.09+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862433381356290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kun&lt;/span&gt; says sorry, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have steady hands. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLZkVckNI/AAAAAAAAEsM/vp8ZL9s2BOA/s1600-h/22.8.09+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLZkVckNI/AAAAAAAAEsM/vp8ZL9s2BOA/s400/22.8.09+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862420493930706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, even in her childhood pictures, she always looked this angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLZCiMicI/AAAAAAAAEsE/gUYIVzsqp50/s1600-h/22.8.09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPLZCiMicI/AAAAAAAAEsE/gUYIVzsqp50/s400/22.8.09+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862411420600770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Mei this is the pic Joyce commented about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went to see puppies after dinner. Kun and Mei are like twins seperated at birth or sth. they are so in tune with each other.&lt;br /&gt;then we met up with SIEWMUN for supper. laughed so much, and loud, that that stitch in my side threatens to never go away. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;oh and erm&lt;/span&gt;, here is what i gave Mei(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN-WggODI/AAAAAAAAEtM/IJIhYV7Jug0/s1600-h/22.8.09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN-WggODI/AAAAAAAAEtM/IJIhYV7Jug0/s400/22.8.09+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373865251460626482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN96I_3nI/AAAAAAAAEtE/Dpk_g80AbWE/s1600-h/22.8.09+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN96I_3nI/AAAAAAAAEtE/Dpk_g80AbWE/s400/22.8.09+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373865243845844594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPPJse86wI/AAAAAAAAEtc/O_T2kia-Qw4/s1600-h/22.8.09+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPPJse86wI/AAAAAAAAEtc/O_T2kia-Qw4/s400/22.8.09+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373866545849887490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the car plate says MY 92. and yes, i have to google images of cars because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; summon up a single image in my head. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPPJG5cK2I/AAAAAAAAEtU/c9tG0suDwI8/s1600-h/22.8.09+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPPJG5cK2I/AAAAAAAAEtU/c9tG0suDwI8/s400/22.8.09+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373866535760440162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Belated Mei. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Heres&lt;/span&gt; to many more celebrations alright?. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*glasses clink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another random outing&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kun&lt;/span&gt; and I buying shoes and eating dinner... at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Itallianies&lt;/span&gt;. again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIpKzg0TI/AAAAAAAAErs/ridTc56fXjk/s1600-h/22.8.09+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIpKzg0TI/AAAAAAAAErs/ridTc56fXjk/s400/22.8.09+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373859389983740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am an angel with an idea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIqRBtmxI/AAAAAAAAEr8/y6upsr5eXVA/s1600-h/22.8.09+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIqRBtmxI/AAAAAAAAEr8/y6upsr5eXVA/s400/22.8.09+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373859408833780498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its economical eating there la, even tho they've cut down on portion size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIpvllorI/AAAAAAAAEr0/qTqcYVvPozU/s1600-h/22.8.09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIpvllorI/AAAAAAAAEr0/qTqcYVvPozU/s400/22.8.09+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373859399857447602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIoc_ofKI/AAAAAAAAErk/NMnV1fHzZzQ/s1600-h/22.8.09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPIoc_ofKI/AAAAAAAAErk/NMnV1fHzZzQ/s400/22.8.09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373859377686543522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpTnzRTkBqI/AAAAAAAAEts/7cmjxbEv6sI/s1600-h/22.8.09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpTnzRTkBqI/AAAAAAAAEts/7cmjxbEv6sI/s400/22.8.09+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374175123364644514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ant to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ASHVIN WHERE ARE YOU LA!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpTnymNEB6I/AAAAAAAAEtk/8g_sOyhfGsw/s1600-h/22.8.09+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpTnymNEB6I/AAAAAAAAEtk/8g_sOyhfGsw/s400/22.8.09+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374175111794657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Kun's wrist is doing just fine now btw. he just can't bend it at a certain angle and has lost the ability to juggle cars with his right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its all good, its all good. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i WILL study now. sayonara!&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/6741094869500209941-2637380399268395496?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/2637380399268395496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=2637380399268395496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2637380399268395496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/2637380399268395496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/sajian-naga.html' title='Sajian Naga'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpPN9Efi0-I/AAAAAAAAEs8/oesrPxruOuw/s72-c/22.8.09+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4641849310880683738</id><published>2009-08-23T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:09:32.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3rDMJERl64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3rDMJERl64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; favorite&lt;/span&gt; songs. alongside Echo by Vertical Horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fw9QMSl9Xic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fw9QMSl9Xic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for the delay Caren. as you can see, i am not an avid blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, back to Youtubing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4641849310880683738?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4641849310880683738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4641849310880683738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4641849310880683738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4641849310880683738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-of-my-favorite-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1797955204838829495</id><published>2009-08-23T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:01:16.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh sweetheart put the bottle down, you've got too much talent..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpC9MC9Oj_I/AAAAAAAAErU/GzCej3Ddkik/s1600-h/jou+fondue+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpC9MC9Oj_I/AAAAAAAAErU/GzCej3Ddkik/s400/jou+fondue+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373002370102759410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old reruns of Friends are so... therapeutic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more posts later, which includes &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mei's bday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: congrats to all those A Levels ppl, and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Get Well Soon&lt;/span&gt; wish to Kun who fractured his wrist. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6741094869500209941-1797955204838829495?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1797955204838829495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1797955204838829495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1797955204838829495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1797955204838829495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-sweetheart-put-bottle-down-youve-got.html' title='oh sweetheart put the bottle down, you&apos;ve got too much talent..'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SpC9MC9Oj_I/AAAAAAAAErU/GzCej3Ddkik/s72-c/jou+fondue+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-9080282597495669587</id><published>2009-08-17T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:22:29.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;took time off to watch National Geographic's documentary on North Korea. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Inside&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the world should start allocating a WEE bit more focus on North Korea. its was so.. profound and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;horrific&lt;/span&gt; that it took me an hour of steady contemplation after the program just to wrap my head around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just makes you want to erase all previous career plans and become a human activist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lighter note : i went downstairs to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;play tennis&lt;/span&gt; for the&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; first time in four years&lt;/span&gt; today! (the last time i played- which coincidently was my first time ever, was a one off thing cause i missed this one ball by like, a whole metre or sth and have since been the laughing stock of my family till now.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my coach = my 11 year old kiddo brother, Jeremy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so when we went down, and then it started pouring. so being 'macho' players, we.. played in the rain for two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw : going back up, we saw sunny skies. nice one la, nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*swap* &lt;/span&gt;ball flies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, Jeremy, hit back la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*swap* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ball flies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its hard to play with a beginner, you hit all over the place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*swap*&lt;/span&gt; ball flies.. i miss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, twas fun i suppose. only know my psycho kiasu dad wants to organize a schedule for me. talking now to my "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coach" &lt;/span&gt;about week long regimes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, lets see them&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; try&lt;/span&gt; to make me.&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/6741094869500209941-9080282597495669587?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/9080282597495669587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=9080282597495669587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9080282597495669587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/9080282597495669587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/juche.html' title='Juche'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-5875205318430594034</id><published>2009-08-05T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:29:50.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse of Facebook Pictures</title><content type='html'>i dont really like it when people tag me on facebook. i always look so gawddamn hideous. eg. : my facebook has &lt;s&gt;a few&lt;/s&gt; many primary school pics in which i look like &lt;s&gt;a&lt;/s&gt; THE  no#1 retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;case in point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-rIcP3I/AAAAAAAAEq0/iopcNrUjNSQ/s1600-h/jou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-rIcP3I/AAAAAAAAEq0/iopcNrUjNSQ/s400/jou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366452349602381682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;candid. jesas. my face. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-ALA6BI/AAAAAAAAEqk/aWetRA5oTeQ/s1600-h/jou+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-ALA6BI/AAAAAAAAEqk/aWetRA5oTeQ/s400/jou+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366452338070448146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;boxing at Jou's place. i was.. very vigorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-V_6ZDI/AAAAAAAAEqs/yPuIWRvTl-4/s1600-h/jou+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-V_6ZDI/AAAAAAAAEqs/yPuIWRvTl-4/s400/jou+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366452343929463858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the caption for this pic on Jou's facebook is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pauline owns at this game&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the truth&lt;/span&gt; from her. do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; believe all this&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; nonsense&lt;/span&gt; on her blog about me being all weak in the knees at Tabur! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i scaled it like a man, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(PS: JOU THANKS FOR NOT POSTING UP MORE RETARDED PICS OF ME. i know you have quite a few from the boxing match. heh. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays back to my essay-like email. ciaos.&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/6741094869500209941-5875205318430594034?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/5875205318430594034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=5875205318430594034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5875205318430594034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/5875205318430594034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/curse-of-facebook-pictures.html' title='The Curse of Facebook Pictures'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Snl3-rIcP3I/AAAAAAAAEq0/iopcNrUjNSQ/s72-c/jou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-4849560890955052818</id><published>2009-08-04T18:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:26:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jou Smou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recap of some of my outings with Jou.! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Trop City&lt;/span&gt; when she just got back. go Trop City man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, it was a great day. we basically just walked around, talked, walked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walked&lt;/span&gt; and fed her craving for popcorn and yogurt ice cream. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIzgapcI/AAAAAAAAEqc/Kx7oMBVoBsY/s1600-h/jou+fondue+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIzgapcI/AAAAAAAAEqc/Kx7oMBVoBsY/s400/jou+fondue+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366089684811949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"no no Jou give me bigger eyes bigger eyes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIp9pCfI/AAAAAAAAEqU/Cf1UF3RtWR4/s1600-h/jou+fondue+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIp9pCfI/AAAAAAAAEqU/Cf1UF3RtWR4/s400/jou+fondue+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366089682250172914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the following pics are from me forcing her to wait on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cam's self timer&lt;/span&gt; for self taking pics. Lihwen can testify to how.. long it takes. haha.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIJ-8gNI/AAAAAAAAEqM/-97im0UVIHk/s1600-h/jou+fondue+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIJ-8gNI/AAAAAAAAEqM/-97im0UVIHk/s400/jou+fondue+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366089673665708242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguHxLukSI/AAAAAAAAEqE/v6xl7_R-0-8/s1600-h/jou+fondue+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguHxLukSI/AAAAAAAAEqE/v6xl7_R-0-8/s400/jou+fondue+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366089667008434466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsXyS0vbI/AAAAAAAAEpc/E3zfIEbjpX8/s1600-h/jou+fondue+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsXyS0vbI/AAAAAAAAEpc/E3zfIEbjpX8/s400/jou+fondue+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366087743161286066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't be fooled. she was screaming and squirming So Much in between shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZv-FpTI/AAAAAAAAEp8/Nz2z6sdNWdQ/s1600-h/jou+fondue+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZv-FpTI/AAAAAAAAEp8/Nz2z6sdNWdQ/s400/jou+fondue+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366087776897180978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;ppyc&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;rn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZfrxQKI/AAAAAAAAEp0/RhmMsLEjx0s/s1600-h/jou+fondue+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZfrxQKI/AAAAAAAAEp0/RhmMsLEjx0s/s400/jou+fondue+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366087772525379746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like to freak Kun out like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZEbQvcI/AAAAAAAAEps/LxURwtFGRWs/s1600-h/jou+fondue+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsZEbQvcI/AAAAAAAAEps/LxURwtFGRWs/s400/jou+fondue+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366087765208382914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsYmSMy_I/AAAAAAAAEpk/GAPnLTB5laA/s1600-h/jou+fondue+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngsYmSMy_I/AAAAAAAAEpk/GAPnLTB5laA/s400/jou+fondue+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366087757117311986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"eh, your eyes too big la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then we went to Esprit to shop a little. (Jou forced me, to my surprise)&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqsToDCBI/AAAAAAAAEpU/HJ1WqAeOp9s/s1600-h/jou+fondue+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqsToDCBI/AAAAAAAAEpU/HJ1WqAeOp9s/s400/jou+fondue+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366085896682801170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqsMMi5LI/AAAAAAAAEpM/-SmoQgy3B98/s1600-h/jou+fondue+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqsMMi5LI/AAAAAAAAEpM/-SmoQgy3B98/s400/jou+fondue+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366085894688400562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she bought this top after much troubles. right Jou? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngqr8M8xiI/AAAAAAAAEpE/HObBrUKPVik/s1600-h/jou+fondue+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngqr8M8xiI/AAAAAAAAEpE/HObBrUKPVik/s400/jou+fondue+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366085890395129378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqrpILx3I/AAAAAAAAEo8/NDf_yfXMwn4/s1600-h/jou+fondue+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqrpILx3I/AAAAAAAAEo8/NDf_yfXMwn4/s400/jou+fondue+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366085885274867570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqrUnnFqI/AAAAAAAAEo0/36rqBWribI4/s1600-h/jou+fondue+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngqrUnnFqI/AAAAAAAAEo0/36rqBWribI4/s400/jou+fondue+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366085879769536162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more Jou for the masses! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on another day we went fondue-ing at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Haagen Daaz&lt;/span&gt;! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngpqVzFV5I/AAAAAAAAEos/9Yn-oTW-uGU/s1600-h/jou+fondue+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngpqVzFV5I/AAAAAAAAEos/9Yn-oTW-uGU/s400/jou+fondue+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084763394594706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he cheng-ed us. thank you tailou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngpqBnDnZI/AAAAAAAAEok/cn41t4CnDbw/s1600-h/jou+fondue+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngpqBnDnZI/AAAAAAAAEok/cn41t4CnDbw/s400/jou+fondue+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084757975440786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she brought a brother. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo1lIsqfI/AAAAAAAAEoc/0kMLLZCHHrg/s1600-h/jou+fondue+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo1lIsqfI/AAAAAAAAEoc/0kMLLZCHHrg/s400/jou+fondue+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366083856978717170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and here it is bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo1RKcbyI/AAAAAAAAEoU/9NOJ-uRTRds/s1600-h/jou+fondue+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo1RKcbyI/AAAAAAAAEoU/9NOJ-uRTRds/s400/jou+fondue+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366083851617333026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy fondue people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo0x728lI/AAAAAAAAEoM/nIGasclr1-I/s1600-h/jou+fondue+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo0x728lI/AAAAAAAAEoM/nIGasclr1-I/s400/jou+fondue+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366083843234656850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;showing her the pros of a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; canon cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo0A1rcGI/AAAAAAAAEn8/76hG-HQW3ts/s1600-h/jou+fondue+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngo0A1rcGI/AAAAAAAAEn8/76hG-HQW3ts/s400/jou+fondue+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366083830055399522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngjw7rqgYI/AAAAAAAAEn0/R8gWk8y7JV4/s1600-h/jou+fondue+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngjw7rqgYI/AAAAAAAAEn0/R8gWk8y7JV4/s400/jou+fondue+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366078279573471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooh drop it like itz hoT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjwYFwjII/AAAAAAAAEns/flUS6R_RxeU/s1600-h/jou+fondue+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjwYFwjII/AAAAAAAAEns/flUS6R_RxeU/s400/jou+fondue+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366078270019243138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;froots. my fav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjvXQb5LI/AAAAAAAAEnk/5MEHND6JqyQ/s1600-h/jou+fondue+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjvXQb5LI/AAAAAAAAEnk/5MEHND6JqyQ/s400/jou+fondue+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366078252615722162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngjuq6cNCI/AAAAAAAAEnc/MGQ2C3UUicU/s1600-h/jou+fondue+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngjuq6cNCI/AAAAAAAAEnc/MGQ2C3UUicU/s400/jou+fondue+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366078240712307746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bluegh. not a fan of hardened choc on ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjuRllPRI/AAAAAAAAEnU/dibZjEf-BU0/s1600-h/jou+fondue+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngjuRllPRI/AAAAAAAAEnU/dibZjEf-BU0/s400/jou+fondue+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366078233913933074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smoooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggWkiI0DI/AAAAAAAAEnM/UOOsFdErFMc/s1600-h/jou+fondue+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggWkiI0DI/AAAAAAAAEnM/UOOsFdErFMc/s400/jou+fondue+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366074528148017202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;candid shots by Kun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggWAi-IRI/AAAAAAAAEnE/hgZ2M073auQ/s1600-h/jou+fondue+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggWAi-IRI/AAAAAAAAEnE/hgZ2M073auQ/s400/jou+fondue+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366074518487834898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggV6FF26I/AAAAAAAAEm8/nNJ_1kWqpe8/s1600-h/jou+fondue+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggV6FF26I/AAAAAAAAEm8/nNJ_1kWqpe8/s400/jou+fondue+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366074516751899554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggVR6kpSI/AAAAAAAAEm0/5aZ_bIv63OA/s1600-h/jou+fondue+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggVR6kpSI/AAAAAAAAEm0/5aZ_bIv63OA/s400/jou+fondue+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366074505970361634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggU1Zax9I/AAAAAAAAEms/U6hAEBHcIvA/s1600-h/jou+fondue+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnggU1Zax9I/AAAAAAAAEms/U6hAEBHcIvA/s400/jou+fondue+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366074498315110354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not so candid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngdd8fbrvI/AAAAAAAAEmc/CukuohvwAGA/s1600-h/jou+fondue+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngdd8fbrvI/AAAAAAAAEmc/CukuohvwAGA/s400/jou+fondue+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366071356303322866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngddaz0udI/AAAAAAAAEmU/fq6E_3i5qz4/s1600-h/jou+fondue+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngddaz0udI/AAAAAAAAEmU/fq6E_3i5qz4/s400/jou+fondue+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366071347262044626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngdc-UPG4I/AAAAAAAAEmM/WkpBDTAuVUY/s1600-h/jou+fondue+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Sngdc-UPG4I/AAAAAAAAEmM/WkpBDTAuVUY/s400/jou+fondue+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366071339613363074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fun times, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fun times&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Yimay's to collect some mags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngdePzfudI/AAAAAAAAEmk/V1Pim6xPpPY/s1600-h/jou+fondue+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SngdePzfudI/AAAAAAAAEmk/V1Pim6xPpPY/s400/jou+fondue+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366071361487747538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i drove that day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt;. and no, i wasnt horrible. i was good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I wont be going to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, some remarks i receieved today hurt so bad i dont think ill be recovering anytime soon. but yeah, as far as Italy is concerned, i'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;it is hard, without you. isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741094869500209941-4849560890955052818?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/4849560890955052818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=4849560890955052818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4849560890955052818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/4849560890955052818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/08/jou-smou.html' title='Jou Smou.'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SnguIzgapcI/AAAAAAAAEqc/Kx7oMBVoBsY/s72-c/jou+fondue+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-1966162410970469594</id><published>2009-07-27T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:36:44.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i got shortlisted for the AFS program to Italy. i failed to get the scholarship program to US howevz, therefore i have to pay up man. still not sure if its worth it. 10,000 for 2 months; money that could be well spent on A Levels. how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway pray for me folks. lets hope my dad is feeling generous in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: just to clarify, Jou's dinner on Thursday was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;a scout dinner! it was dinner i organized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;randomly &lt;/span&gt;keeping in mind people that would like to see Jou for the last time before she left; people close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps thanks to the who people actually came up to me to help me organize the dinner- hence their invite. (HQ ily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm so sorry if i have hurt anyone unintenionally, i sincerely didnt mean it. really. i am not like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there will be a scout dinner soon, so i hope everyone comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please dont allow those seeds of hurt and resent to germinate and grow cotyledons and whatnot, but instead just come and talk to me. i will allow 3 punches a person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all. i am sorry again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. PO Ya'll A town Down.&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/6741094869500209941-1966162410970469594?l=plinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/feeds/1966162410970469594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741094869500209941&amp;postID=1966162410970469594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1966162410970469594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741094869500209941/posts/default/1966162410970469594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plinee.blogspot.com/2009/07/italy.html' title='Italy?'/><author><name>pline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/TDX4ZBbI5SI/AAAAAAAAFDI/sZOiw9AwZvs/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741094869500209941.post-8746557150036844346</id><published>2009-07-26T11:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:40:19.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewinding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva2GxVzCI/AAAAAAAAEmE/wdWkhq2840U/s1600-h/tabur+2+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva2GxVzCI/AAAAAAAAEmE/wdWkhq2840U/s400/tabur+2+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362620404380060706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first off, thanks Kun dear for fetching me all the way to Subang Airport to collect my beloved camera! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1xQtRCI/AAAAAAAAEl8/JdsnmSyaXZo/s1600-h/tabur+2+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1xQtRCI/AAAAAAAAEl8/JdsnmSyaXZo/s400/tabur+2+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362620398606042146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1Zb_1tI/AAAAAAAAEl0/lopoCHXRv40/s1600-h/tabur+2+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1Zb_1tI/AAAAAAAAEl0/lopoCHXRv40/s400/tabur+2+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362620392210945746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1BM7IGI/AAAAAAAAEls/hEX66NZRDrg/s1600-h/tabur+2+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva1BM7IGI/AAAAAAAAEls/hEX66NZRDrg/s400/tabur+2+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362620385705271394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camera is working fine now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday a group of us FINALLY made it to Tabur! after many many failed plans. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: HUGE THANKS to Mr Cheah for being our chaperone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*bows in gratitude*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all squeezed into Yoke's Kancil at &lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;3.30&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;in the morning and drove the looong trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva0vXIEjI/AAAAAAAAElk/ugfKlFa7Dj8/s1600-h/tabur+2+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/Smva0vXIEjI/AAAAAAAAElk/ugfKlFa7Dj8/s400/tabur+2+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362620380916224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nightview. the hike up was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRUTAL&lt;/span&gt; fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZrcbHf1I/AAAAAAAAElc/g_hS65vp6Yk/s1600-h/tabur+2+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZrcbHf1I/AAAAAAAAElc/g_hS65vp6Yk/s400/tabur+2+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619121702240082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that is Jou btw. in case the flash rendered her unrecognizable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZrOE7ZCI/AAAAAAAAElU/ZlseZ_Kuafo/s1600-h/tabur+2+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZrOE7ZCI/AAAAAAAAElU/ZlseZ_Kuafo/s400/tabur+2+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619117851075618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZqnas40I/AAAAAAAAElM/BptvfAZUcso/s1600-h/tabur+2+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZqnas40I/AAAAAAAAElM/BptvfAZUcso/s400/tabur+2+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619107473417026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZqe8XqZI/AAAAAAAAElE/lCJ2BC23-Kc/s1600-h/tabur+2+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZqe8XqZI/AAAAAAAAElE/lCJ2BC23-Kc/s400/tabur+2+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619105198713234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aik looks so small kid here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZp1PJGLI/AAAAAAAAEk8/Y0ZCjwPjJXs/s1600-h/tabur+2+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvZp1PJGLI/AAAAAAAAEk8/Y0ZCjwPjJXs/s400/tabur+2+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619094003161266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYER3BxAI/AAAAAAAAEk0/n6z4gEjzWCM/s1600-h/tabur+2+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYER3BxAI/AAAAAAAAEk0/n6z4gEjzWCM/s400/tabur+2+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617349339988994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaah. Tabur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYEGoW89I/AAAAAAAAEks/LEoHSBGnvw8/s1600-h/tabur+2+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYEGoW89I/AAAAAAAAEks/LEoHSBGnvw8/s400/tabur+2+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617346325672914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice hues. it was too misty, so we couldnt see a clear sunrise view tho. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYC_tDoQI/AAAAAAAAEkc/-Yw8X8mw6MU/s1600-h/tabur+2+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYC_tDoQI/AAAAAAAAEkc/-Yw8X8mw6MU/s400/tabur+2+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617327286460674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks Yoke for literally catching me when i was abt to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYCWFGZvI/AAAAAAAAEkU/voss0Otl9k4/s1600-h/tabur+2+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYCWFGZvI/AAAAAAAAEkU/voss0Otl9k4/s400/tabur+2+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617316113016562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWwU3TiSI/AAAAAAAAEkM/RGAIoVXKds0/s1600-h/tabur+2+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWwU3TiSI/AAAAAAAAEkM/RGAIoVXKds0/s400/tabur+2+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615907037448482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWv3s_15I/AAAAAAAAEkE/lhEcmw06e04/s1600-h/tabur+2+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWv3s_15I/AAAAAAAAEkE/lhEcmw06e04/s400/tabur+2+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615899209586578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWvXbcCZI/AAAAAAAAEj8/ln5Jubs9GW8/s1600-h/tabur+2+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWvXbcCZI/AAAAAAAAEj8/ln5Jubs9GW8/s400/tabur+2+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615890546002322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWvNcIoCI/AAAAAAAAEj0/83JI3WPK-DQ/s1600-h/tabur+2+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWvNcIoCI/AAAAAAAAEj0/83JI3WPK-DQ/s400/tabur+2+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615887864569890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWuwt26HI/AAAAAAAAEjs/S5QygpJHQDM/s1600-h/tabur+2+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvWuwt26HI/AAAAAAAAEjs/S5QygpJHQDM/s400/tabur+2+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615880154278002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;got kinda crowded after awhile. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9nUsGsI/AAAAAAAAEjk/AfRaQXMa1HE/s1600-h/tabur+2+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9nUsGsI/AAAAAAAAEjk/AfRaQXMa1HE/s400/tabur+2+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613936307575490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mei's phone trying to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9UXXgII/AAAAAAAAEjc/xQ9w6u15YnY/s1600-h/tabur+2+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9UXXgII/AAAAAAAAEjc/xQ9w6u15YnY/s400/tabur+2+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613931218534530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the higher we got, the better the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9De5nPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/f4TqUFg6rcE/s1600-h/tabur+2+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU9De5nPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/f4TqUFg6rcE/s400/tabur+2+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613926686727410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our savior. so tired he couldnt even smile properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU8iM_mMI/AAAAAAAAEjM/bLY8Efp8G2U/s1600-h/tabur+2+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU8iM_mMI/AAAAAAAAEjM/bLY8Efp8G2U/s400/tabur+2+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613917753252034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU8cqGaTI/AAAAAAAAEjE/i5XXH98gLhk/s1600-h/tabur+2+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvU8cqGaTI/AAAAAAAAEjE/i5XXH98gLhk/s400/tabur+2+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613916264720690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we all head back to Jou's place to hang with her while she got ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTZdVF9yI/AAAAAAAAEi8/WpGizB7owIc/s1600-h/tabur+2+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTZdVF9yI/AAAAAAAAEi8/WpGizB7owIc/s400/tabur+2+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362612215637997346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTY_LdquI/AAAAAAAAEi0/Q_e5dFTzquE/s1600-h/tabur+2+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTY_LdquI/AAAAAAAAEi0/Q_e5dFTzquE/s400/tabur+2+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362612207544543970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTYv59lZI/AAAAAAAAEis/KoT43yhWYjU/s1600-h/tabur+2+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTYv59lZI/AAAAAAAAEis/KoT43yhWYjU/s400/tabur+2+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362612203444606354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTYM3aPEI/AAAAAAAAEik/zuhjv92nqLU/s1600-h/tabur+2+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvTYM3aPEI/AAAAAAAAEik/zuhjv92nqLU/s400/tabur+2+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362612194038660162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats how i looked like the whole day. LOL. snot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then, before we knew it, she was gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYDg4iOzI/AAAAAAAAEkk/Yhkpc78TsEg/s1600-h/tabur+2+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7IXIK5_H4iI/SmvYDg4iOzI/AAAAAAAAEkk/Yhkpc78TsEg/s400/tabur+2+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617336192973618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was tiring, it was fun, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt;. :) and MAYBE i wont object so much to doing it again. just maybe. FAINT POSSIBILITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the company. fun fun moments. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jou's coming back in four months so- its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alright&lt;/span&gt;! (aussified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, test tomorrow. GG.&lt;br /&gt;more updates later! 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