<?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-18635305</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:51:24.361Z</updated><title type='text'>second star to the right::straight on till morning</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5191246032265022788</id><published>2008-06-03T12:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:18:39.542Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People only turn to God when they find that they're foundations have been shaken.&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that it is God who is shaking their founations.&lt;br /&gt;harhar. maybe this is one of them times.&lt;br /&gt;exams sucked.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep all night. again.&lt;br /&gt;went to school awake but brain was off.&lt;br /&gt;didnt turn on during exams. whats new.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wana let ms Mo down but i think i already did.&lt;br /&gt;Pls God just give me an a&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont deserve it but just GIVE IT TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks. i wish i could tell you that i will never ask for anything else again but i know that would be a lie. ok just gimme the a and i wont ask for anything else in the next 12 months or so. Plus I'll be real good and do some form of charitable work. Unfortunately, bartering is not how the system works. hm. unfortunately for whom.&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to be dead but i dont want to die. or not. dunno la&lt;br /&gt;I wish one could just open a packet of econs. Open the little sachet of A flavouring. shake it about a bit. Eat the Econs. Then get an A.&lt;br /&gt;Like when I'm too tired to shower I wish one could just open a packet of shower add some water and TADA one magically becomes clean, smelling and feeling good. Comes in a zillion flavours. If signs of allergy persist after use please consult your doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5191246032265022788?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5191246032265022788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5191246032265022788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5191246032265022788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5191246032265022788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/06/people-only-turn-to-god-when-they-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7775609614456462799</id><published>2008-06-01T02:00:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:35.101Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Could not sleep till four last night. Was lying aimlessly in bed frm 12-4. &lt;div&gt;and woke up at nine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should have done something productive. like read econs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg its june.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last exeat was mega fun! (er...think it was a coupla weeks ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadia stayed over and we went SHOPPING!!! for like almost 12 hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate sushi. drank champagne. sat around random places to take pictures. took sticker pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would post them up but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAPTOP SCREEN IS FRIED so it has gone into repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunnohowithapened. stupidacer. stupidtaiwanesemadelaptops.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206730744525369586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SEIGBpSKMPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/isH87UsHztI/s320/sky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;managed to save one picture. evidently we arent very good at taking sticker pictures. or decorating them. was just randomly jabbing at icons on screen and trying to make out the chinese characters amongst all that japanese. shouldve taken some pointers frm lynn. too late now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am on a very unproductive study leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how did i ever manage to study for 7 - 8 subjects when 2 alone are killing me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no drive to study (whats new). went shopping + lunching at telawi for past two days. =( =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily managed to swallow some chapters for econs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am probably screwed for maths. i really hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weird things: watched a movie in which nicole kidman was fingering herself. ate nasi lemak with oysters. It wasnt bad but it wasnt great. just a bit bizarre. like bacon flavoured ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am quite excited about prom. dunno why. i think it was ever since i heard about the sparkling apple juice fountain thing! hope the food is yummay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to buy those mega long cigarette filter things. like cruella de vile. no luck so far. i was so desperate i went into davidoff-and they didnt stock any. havana next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to grab myself some brekkie. toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7775609614456462799?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7775609614456462799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7775609614456462799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7775609614456462799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7775609614456462799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/06/could-not-sleep-till-four-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SEIGBpSKMPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/isH87UsHztI/s72-c/sky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7325199878335393854</id><published>2008-05-13T12:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:00:07.252Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished antony and cleo yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was quite hard i think. hope it turns out okay in the end.&lt;br /&gt;just realised that the u6 page is just another way of dividing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;but ppl were more interested to know what group they're in. haha. the irony.&lt;br /&gt;dont blame them. i dont think i would have been any different.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see it as a way of dividing everybody, just a way of presenting our form.&lt;br /&gt;because we thought a collage would be terribly passe.&lt;br /&gt;i guess if anybody from school reads this (only some iri chicks i think) i just want them to know that being in any of the groups does not have any negative connotations. or at least dolly and i created every group without any negative intentions. its not a social label, a way of defining you,or a way for us to put anybody down. because only you can define yourself and how you are to be remembered. pffft to social labels. it dont matter which group you're in and the more important thing is that you're part of the table right? not everybody is prominent but each one is significant-same theory applies i guess. anyway if nobody agrees with me then-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sucks for you!&lt;/span&gt; haha cos you'll have to remain unhappy. in the long run, nobody will remember this anyway, we're not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;important. in the longer run, we would all be dead.&lt;br /&gt;study leave next week. exeat this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;who could ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;except we have extra englit nd maths classes.&lt;br /&gt;whoopy.&lt;br /&gt;am surprisingly quite excited about eca night even though we are about to make strumpets of ourselves. again. nothing new there. maybe its because there are more people this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7325199878335393854?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7325199878335393854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7325199878335393854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7325199878335393854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7325199878335393854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/05/finished-antony-and-cleo-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-8459875977063922959</id><published>2008-05-07T13:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:42:38.678Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>C4 trials today.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get more than...5 marks or something...&lt;br /&gt;need to come up with super lazy+stupid proof studyplan.&lt;br /&gt;want to go Dj tiesto thing but got englit on Mon =( =(&lt;br /&gt;i wish i liked maths. dont even need to be mega good at it.&lt;br /&gt;just to like it.&lt;br /&gt;so studying wont be such a chore.&lt;br /&gt;and remembering maths formulaes wont be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;my brain only has 100mb space, unfortunately/(fortunately??haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me upgrade 'ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisya 'omg all these cina's are taking over the world!!   COME ON INDIAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-8459875977063922959?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/8459875977063922959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=8459875977063922959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8459875977063922959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8459875977063922959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/05/c4-trials-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-328679154943529768</id><published>2008-05-04T09:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:35.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 day exeat almost at an end. where did the four days go to????????????? &lt;div&gt;only started studying 3 hrs ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am taking a break already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i get so sick of studying i think i should just go get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then i'd have to look for somebody to marry me. huge hastle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what if i dont like being married afterall. tough one to get out of in a jiffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so maybe its easier to just go do c3 and c4. and econs essays. and englit essays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except i keep thinking hkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhk!!!!! =D =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dhoodles is getting extended exeat and isnt coming back till weds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am so jealous =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought wolly her prom dress yesterday. it was the last s of that dress in the whole country i think. and luckily for her, it was on that mannequin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the jack neo movie..er.. ahlong pte ltd or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a typical jack neo movie = tragedy-ish +comedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only wish it wasnt so.....predictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite good for laughs. no need to apply brain while watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was thinking of getting a job during hols n two weeks before school finishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to fund my hk shopping, uk shopping and curls and..er...miscellaneous entertainment expenses, so to speak. will be working with ayeen, hopefully. to boost my morale. and so i wont give up work after two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for BV branded sale yesterday. it was so packed i got a headache and lost my mood to shop.The shoe selection was great! but clothes were soso. didnt see anything i really wanted to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want ferragamo varina flats. balenciaga motorcycle bag. need a big bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vincci plus made a copy of them varina flats but i didnt like their buckle. looks too....uptight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont wana go back to school =( =( =( =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gtg study fir c3 test tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry i sound so duh and boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think its the humid wearther. and the prospect of c4 test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196452053281095138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SB2BnEgrPeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B_3hKP5f4XU/s320/nk_a0617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-328679154943529768?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/328679154943529768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=328679154943529768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/328679154943529768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/328679154943529768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-day-exeat-almost-at-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SB2BnEgrPeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B_3hKP5f4XU/s72-c/nk_a0617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-8674843415097546096</id><published>2008-04-29T14:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:04:15.342Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.anniebees.com/Asia/Images/HongKong23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.anniebees.com/Asia/Images/HongKong23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOING. WITH STEPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW AM i GONNA GET ANY STUDYING DONE NOW???!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/18635305-8674843415097546096?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/8674843415097546096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=8674843415097546096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8674843415097546096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8674843415097546096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/04/going.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2624624996852048983</id><published>2008-04-29T13:35:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:35.791Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to be studying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrible week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to rush the u6 page in yrbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had lots of fun though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and learnt lots about photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did mugshots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go checkout the slideshow on facebook tau? The pictures are pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had some trouble getting everyone to come though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was totally worth it in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dolly n i were total workaholics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go to school: take pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after school: start editing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go home: turn on skype and work some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;repeat process for about a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even dreamt about photoshopping and my brain somehow thought of the page layout while i was sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh and i came across some mega cute (and random) comics with dragons on them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194662224444734930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SBclxUgrPdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hGWpcPpdfZQ/s320/dragon_monkey_420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661756293299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SBclWEgrPbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bKwRd6d1eoA/s320/monkey-crossing-bridge-over-dragons-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661966746697154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SBcliUgrPcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/juX5R1VTZa8/s320/dragon_projector_420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last one's my favourite one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess their titles!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just guess la...................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok the first one's called :a dragon catching a monkey up to no good, second one is : a monkey pirate crossing a bridge over some dragons, and the last one is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a dragon discussing a dachshund with a group of alligators !!!!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so cute right???????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very excited cos exeats tmr. Can finally sleep long time! and er....do some form of studying i suppose. cant wait for exams to be freaking over!!!!!!! especially..........INTERGRATION!!! HOW DARE IT EVEN EXIST???!!! I'M OFFENDED BY ITS MERE PRESSENCE IN THE SYLLABUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boarding school has a way of making you look and or feel homeless. read that somewhere. not sure if i agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2624624996852048983?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2624624996852048983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2624624996852048983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2624624996852048983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2624624996852048983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/04/supposed-to-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/SBclxUgrPdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hGWpcPpdfZQ/s72-c/dragon_monkey_420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5883099867124652465</id><published>2008-04-13T04:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-13T04:44:47.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hey girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;am back from being dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Last day of Easter break. URGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;but i think i kind of like school and secretly want to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Have done nothing for two weeks except shop and go to melaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Actually make that - have done nothing for four months except shop and do a couple of exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;no work done and i think everything's due on Tuesday. nothing new there. i think this has happened to me every single holiday since...form one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sorry have been unable to meet anybody over the last couple of months. March was mega busy cause of my cousin's wedding and stuff. They both live in shanghai now. which makes yan a very happy bunny cause can buy lots of cheap stuff. she bought me four tiaras!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and yeah (referring to sarah's post) I miss school.....maybe less than sarah does though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;cause i kinda am in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;but i miss being in school in the city. taking lrt and going klcc after school. going to mcd's-whenever. and most of all i guess i miss the feeling that school life was going to last forever-five years does seem a long time. until it came and went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;while it happened there was a kind of...security, blissful ignorance etcetc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;After form five its just more like life in super forwarded mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and of course, the people. we all move in different circles now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;not that its a bad thing. just different. and sometimes one misses the old familiarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;lets go watch the sex and the city movie. MUST ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hopefully it comes out when steph is back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;In some ways i think we kind of wasted our last year together.  Being emo over what seemed like a colossal problem that will actually just go away - provided we're all big enough to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont even really remember what it was about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;we could have done so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;we waste chances to be together. i.e. not going out after honours day. so stupid of us kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;now we have almost nil time to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;but no matter, whats done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;we'll just have to make the best of what we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;going to sunway pyramid. am my sister's driver. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;if you're free, go buy dvd for Be Kind, Rewind ok???????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Numbah One stupid + uplifting movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;has my highest recommendations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5883099867124652465?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5883099867124652465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5883099867124652465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5883099867124652465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5883099867124652465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-girls-am-back-from-being-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7318298197637550391</id><published>2008-01-09T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:35:22.445Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its a new year&lt;br /&gt;and i havent blogged in ages. nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think the only thing happy about the new year is that the world didnt end last year.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;was fun meeting up for dinner etc.etc..&lt;br /&gt;cant believe we left school a year ago. am surprised at how often i think about the stupid things we did and how different yet the same school is now.&lt;br /&gt;taking the lrt everywhere. esp to mcd's&lt;br /&gt;complaining about stanley. pretending to have duty to skip assembly.&lt;br /&gt;abdul rahim doing silat in class.haha. choreographing dances.&lt;br /&gt;revolting against prefects and not getting out of canteen.cats.&lt;br /&gt;Stating ourselves to be antiprefects even though like most of them were our friends.&lt;br /&gt;writing reports for liber meetings.more cats.&lt;br /&gt;Going on lame school trips but later finding that we're enjoying ourselves immensely.&lt;br /&gt;Being afraid of dev. Making fun of dev. hiding books. stealing library books.&lt;br /&gt;Why dont i remember doing any homework??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be reading Translations. but its so-freaking-BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm stuck in some kind of rut.&lt;br /&gt;need some kind of change.&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions? if anybody even reads this anymore. will work something out.&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;emoism is overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody should work on being 70% less emo.ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7318298197637550391?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7318298197637550391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7318298197637550391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7318298197637550391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7318298197637550391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-its-new-year-and-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-215683961903779183</id><published>2007-11-20T08:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:36.134Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/R0Ka7ytN7WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TkYlPUEsx4g/s1600-h/DSC_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/R0Ka7ytN7WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TkYlPUEsx4g/s320/DSC_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134836877170175330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/R0KZtCtN7VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jrS67kIndLA/s1600-h/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/R0KZtCtN7VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jrS67kIndLA/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134835524255477074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Finally the end of exams and school play!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Still two more weeks before holidays though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Was kind of hectic juggling studying for AS and going for rehearsals. I hope I dont have to retake. Econs was kind of like hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh wait. I forgot. I have S2 trials next week. URGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Been sleeping less lately. I think my sleep quota is now down to eight to ten hours instead of fifteen XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Want to try j.co doughnuts. I heard they taste like krispy kremes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Might be going on a road trip to penang at the end of the year. woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish going to the right university wasnt so important. So I can pick them based on prettiness and historcal value instead of course ranking etc..Plus competition getting in wouldnt be half as bad. Sort of like perfect competition but fot universities. Economists should totally have thought of this earlier. Then the suicide rate of students in Asia might like -decrease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ok this post sounds totally like incoherent thoughts. Something like what virginia woolf would write except a billion times less depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh the tuanku came for the school play wearing a bright yellow blazer. He's this mega diva, he brought bodyguards and people to flatten the carpet before he steps on any spot, plus----his own waiters!!!!!!!!!!!! zomg. Luckily he's some old man so its remotely acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The prefects had to wait on the other parents so that the finance dept can save a few bucks and not hire real waiters. The bursar gave them some waitering for dummies course. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;See you guys soon!!!!!!!!!! when steph gets back. which is like tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-215683961903779183?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/215683961903779183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=215683961903779183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/215683961903779183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/215683961903779183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-end-of-exams-and-school-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/R0Ka7ytN7WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TkYlPUEsx4g/s72-c/DSC_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2880765291686070470</id><published>2007-10-28T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:39.786Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Am in school on a Sunday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Its raining here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I like sleeping because I have loveleee/bizarre/interessant dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But I sometimes wish I could enjoy sleeping while I was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and not after I've been rudely woken up and realise the horrible reality that I'm awake while appreciating being asleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Want to try the double chicken mcdeluxe!!!!!!! So I don't have to make my fry burger anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RySkDeOhs8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/8tpQHoRmxuE/s1600-h/Hey-You-Tin-Sign-C12534300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RySkDeOhs8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/8tpQHoRmxuE/s320/Hey-You-Tin-Sign-C12534300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126402655415022530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RySjpeOhs7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/NWGw5hUX2WA/s1600-h/Bunny-Dressing-Print-C10075528.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RySjpeOhs7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/NWGw5hUX2WA/s320/Bunny-Dressing-Print-C10075528.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126402208738423730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2880765291686070470?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2880765291686070470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2880765291686070470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2880765291686070470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2880765291686070470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/10/am-in-school-on-sunday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RySkDeOhs8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/8tpQHoRmxuE/s72-c/Hey-You-Tin-Sign-C12534300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-4995681541459223480</id><published>2007-10-26T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:58:34.534Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Kids!&lt;br /&gt;dont really have time to update, going for dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;Been like very unmotivated to do anything lately.&lt;br /&gt;Want to buy Dior Addict Shine.&lt;br /&gt;Have decided that I want to be Mad , Bad and Dangerous To Know&lt;br /&gt;like Lord Byron! so I'll be Lord Yan.&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is the new religion. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic poets are so cute! I just want to give them all a big hug! especially Keats and coleridge.&lt;br /&gt;If you're REALLY REALLY REALLY, like REALLY REALLY BORED&lt;br /&gt;try this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notdoppler.com/theimpossiblequiz.php"&gt;http://www.notdoppler.com/theimpossiblequiz.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll take over your life. But make sure you have lots of time + lameness and preferably somebody to do it with.&lt;br /&gt;Think have become sleepoholic. I can just sleep when I'm not even tired.&lt;br /&gt;Slept like 13 hrs a day during raya break. dude.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which raya trip was MEGA FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;25 crazy U6 kids + 7 cars + 7houses = One heck of a day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We should do the car convoy/scary driving/ switching 3 lane across thing soon&lt;br /&gt;or at least again if not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;I even bought a kurung to go to in! Its the loveliest shade of tangerine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If the lenses in our eyes makes everything smaller and upside down, how does our brain know how to flip it back up and enlarge it??? Or is the world really big and upside down? How do we know which side is the right side up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched stranger than fiction. Lovely movie.Makes one think.&lt;br /&gt;Want to watch stardust. so maybe its a fluffy love story about fluffy people but heck, i guess its a NICE fluffy story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy got me T-bar shoes custom made and are mega shint for my interview and for school!!! am so excited to get them. think am addicted to shoes too. and perfume. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how is everybody in the real world doing? Hey steph I miss you. what are you up to these days? and how dare steffie run off on two holidays within two months. I'm sure there are regulations against such pure folly. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Made in Nadiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. lets go for dinner now. am hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-4995681541459223480?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/4995681541459223480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=4995681541459223480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4995681541459223480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4995681541459223480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-kids-dont-really-have-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-6628477566575914024</id><published>2007-10-01T13:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:39.958Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally -an end to a recklessly stressful week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Had to choreograph a 'kenyan' dance in a matter of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Debate' with the principal. It was more like ' THE PUBLIC MASSACRE AND HUMILIATION OF THE ECONOMICS TEAM FROM MR.SURESH's CLASS'. The format was positively kafkesque.It was ugly. The blood was just - urgh everywhere. Then right after the debate was my interview with WAJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet another round of being shot to smithereens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then came IU day and had to juggle between Interact and school musical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank god its all over now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came home at one in the morning on sat and slept till seven in the evening on Sunday. Where has my weekend gone??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cannot wait for mid-term break next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Need to start studying =( =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went to get new bank accounts with daddy today. I now officially exist in the eyes of society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Banks have these bizarre rules that are positively discriminatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;They told me I couldn't get a current account because I'm a student. So I cant use my money to trade or own chequebooks. =(. So I split everything up into fixed deposit accounts and a student savings account and I asked for one of them piggy bank things because I thought they were cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; But the bank lady wouldn't give me one because i'm over eighteen!!!!!!!!! URGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess in society teenagers are in a rather awkward situation. Not yet eligible for some stuff but too old for other stuff. So annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Supposed to be doing elit and econs essays. but i just cant bring myself to start. surprise surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116365190733556242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RwD7CIbY6hI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LchSHTVGPI0/s320/6400~Singing-Butler-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we just close our eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And dance around the floor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That gay old fashioned way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That makes me love you more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-6628477566575914024?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/6628477566575914024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=6628477566575914024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6628477566575914024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6628477566575914024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-end-to-recklessly-stressful.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RwD7CIbY6hI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LchSHTVGPI0/s72-c/6400~Singing-Butler-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-3317497859506074412</id><published>2007-09-21T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:49:22.747Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Being in boarding school makes you addicted to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When I wake up and consider whether or not I want to go for breakfast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I calculate how much more sleep I can get. If its not worth it, I won't go. Or if I get up early&lt;/span&gt; enough, I then calculate how much more sleep I can get after I come back from breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Then in class I cant wait for free periods so I can sleep and sleep during break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;During those rare moments when the teacher gives us a break, half the class goes to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;After lunch, we sleep. Even if its only for twenty minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When school ends, we try to sleep for at least fifteen minutes before going for Eca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then I sleep after dinner, before showering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;At prep, keep thinking of how much I'd rather be sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then after second prep -whew! I can officially sleep!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but : I cant sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then I feel like eating/ going online etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;....the next day....... ooking tired........repeat sleep cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;got to change this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;think am stressed a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;poof debates!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Take me to a place so holy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;that I can wash this from my mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-3317497859506074412?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/3317497859506074412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=3317497859506074412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3317497859506074412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3317497859506074412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/09/being-in-boarding-school-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1865980066892206474</id><published>2007-09-19T02:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:40.321Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello Bodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love free periods cause you can do useless things like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Things have been very hectic lately. Its like being out of breath all the time.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When I wake up, everything's in slow mo but then becomes fast forward after breakfast till like eleven at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Wasn't feeling terribly well yesterday: Woke up at nine, then couldn't stop eating and being frus till after break. when i put on my perfume (dior addict 2!!!) to go to class, the smell made me feel like throwing up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;First thought : OMG I'm PREGNANT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but wait, you cant just get pregnant whenever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; If I walk inside drains all the time, the probability of me falling into a drain would be zero! and I can only fall OUT of the drain. haha. am lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Did some research on Keynes yesterday for Mr.Jones.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I LOVE keynes!!!! he has this eyore like pessimism thats just charming.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i.e. He scored the lowest for economics in class and said 'Apparently I know more about economics than my teachers'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...and his most famous quote: In the long run, we're all going to die anyway&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh. and he married a ballerina!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sorry I dont blog much. sometimes its because I have nothing to say, but most of the time its because its like whatever I say will decrease in value to me once it is put into words. Like the words don't do it justice or something. Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;maybe i just have communication problems.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh and I've just discovered that I can bluetooth my picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;s from phone to laptop. After two freaking years. am not too great with technology. Now I can show you the back of my backless dress!! Think Elsa has been pestering me for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RvEoQ3LPriI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pWV7Vk5McHQ/s1600-h/11-09-07_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RvEoQ3LPriI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pWV7Vk5McHQ/s320/11-09-07_1748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111911322196356642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RvEnKXLPrhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yAzH-G4-Wws/s1600-h/17-06-07_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RvEnKXLPrhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yAzH-G4-Wws/s320/17-06-07_0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111910111015579154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/18635305-1865980066892206474?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1865980066892206474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1865980066892206474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1865980066892206474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1865980066892206474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-bodies-i-love-free-periods-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RvEoQ3LPriI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pWV7Vk5McHQ/s72-c/11-09-07_1748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5115735816188246262</id><published>2007-09-10T12:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:03:48.514Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally finished most of uni apps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spent more then twelve Hrs in sixth form centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally house singing is over and I can have my life back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have been living in school for the past three weeks =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yan : Omg Pavarotti is dead!! How is this like possible??!! etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lam : hunh? who is pavaloti????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hve to get started on those econs essays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I sometimes believed in as many as six impossible things before breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-Alice in Wonderland-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5115735816188246262?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5115735816188246262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5115735816188246262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5115735816188246262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5115735816188246262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-finished-most-of-uni-apps-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7313931936663651881</id><published>2007-08-23T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:25:35.695Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Can blog in school now cause I've finally gotten my laptop registered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't know why it took me eight months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;am exhausted by school, but then again i think so is every upper sixer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Still haven't done personal statement. Dont know whats wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;am getting stupider as well. Hardly know anything in econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;am supposed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;to have done 'extensive research' over the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cant remember anything that i learnt from stats2 last term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thank god exeat is next friday. i think everybody (except them geniuses) needs time off to catch up with school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;House singing every night till eleven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that reminds me, have to start making props for house singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Does anyone know how to make a lamp post without it turning out to be completely retarded??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was writing my CV thingy that has to be mailed to tutor and i realised - I HAVE NO ACHIEVEMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;everybody else seems to have lists and lists of achievements i.e. best student award, best physics student award, prize winner of national chemistry quiz(didn't know that existed), best this, best that, and best this two years in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;am best at nothing!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except maybe shopping.elsa, steph, stef and I would tie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;except shopping isn't really a subject even though it should be (look at all the ugly over priced things people are buying, urgh)&lt;br /&gt;and I can er occassionally produce a decent essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so up till now have achieved nothing in life. and a quarter of it almost gone! should i be worried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;and sometimes I think I miss being around people like me. Someday, you Help people might understand this. or you might not. New friends are great and everything but once in a while you need people who are on the same wavelength-not that they're not,just that the brand is not the same.&lt;br /&gt;was described today as 'proper (mr.suresh)' and 'twinkle twinkle (sitimai)'. NOt sure if they're too flattering har har.&lt;br /&gt;Gtg to stare at some econs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7313931936663651881?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7313931936663651881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7313931936663651881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7313931936663651881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7313931936663651881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/08/can-blog-in-school-now-cause-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-6826314300837426478</id><published>2007-08-19T10:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:40.501Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RsgokQTrnKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jSeMnLmYul0/s1600-h/0fe2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100371181315005602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RsgokQTrnKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jSeMnLmYul0/s320/0fe2_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Wants it =( =( stupid kate moss. Why does the dress have to be so floweringly expensive just cause its by her????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;House night was mega FUN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haha we went to the ROyal London Circus! while the other houses stayed in school or went to kampungs or jaya juscoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We were stuffed silly with cotton candy and oogled shamelessly at the hot boy on the trapeeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Almost cried when the baby elephant came out though =( =( =(, Nurul being on activist mode was yelling 'FREE THE ANIMAL!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nadia spent lots of time with her mouth hanging open or yelling at the acts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Circus = Physics Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Staying in school for the next two to three weeks for house singing. We're singing our own version of Spider Pig, cause I think pig is non-halal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;One of the main differences that I find between being in ktj and wms is that in wms people take an effort to dress up more. The biggest difference is that in wms when you're slightly over-dressed nobody gives you sh*! for it or says anything to make you feel bad because either they know its not nice or they know the next time it could be them-thanks guys! Ok just needed to get that out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Plus, in econs we learn that it is socially efficient to look nice all the time because the social benefits outweigh the private benefits by far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haven't even thought of writing personal statement. Somebody inspire me please.....&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/18635305-6826314300837426478?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/6826314300837426478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=6826314300837426478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6826314300837426478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6826314300837426478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/08/house-night-was-mega-fun-haha-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RsgokQTrnKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jSeMnLmYul0/s72-c/0fe2_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-9123230067297236088</id><published>2007-08-12T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:40.931Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rr8O4x6cWmI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ot6l4_vTsf4/s1600-h/ELOLAVMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097809671840619106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rr8O4x6cWmI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ot6l4_vTsf4/s320/ELOLAVMM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back to school tomorrow =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Had lots of fun yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Thank you all for coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eating till we souldn't get up and leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Being so scared of the blasted movie and laughing at how scared and the absurdity of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;driving and singing at the top of our lungs at three in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Looking to drive by Sher's house but was blocked by security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;talking till five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eating instant noodles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and cornetto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Things we dreamt of doing in highschool but never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097815946787838578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rr8UmB6cWnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DrWSjlNeNtk/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-9123230067297236088?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/9123230067297236088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=9123230067297236088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/9123230067297236088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/9123230067297236088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-school-tomorrow-had-lots-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rr8O4x6cWmI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ot6l4_vTsf4/s72-c/ELOLAVMM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-8077433688052503892</id><published>2007-08-05T07:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:58:41.482Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cant believe its August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Where did the year go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Still have zero inspiration for personal statement. Urgh. Wish it wasn't THAT important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cant think of any reasons as to why they should pick me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have to go back to school in a couple of weeks =( =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Strangely, methinks I'll miss my job. The lovely little kids make up for the boring report writing. Plus, I get paid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was really bored at work the other day (last tuesday?) cause I was leaving for s'pore at night so the day seemed REALLY REALLY loooooooooooonnnnnnnngggggggggggggg. So I sms-ed some random people to tell me one thing about them i dont know. So here's some: (dont know if any of them mind me putting it up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dolly - has a scar on forehead that gets red when she's angry (she's got bangs so its hidden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aina- used to like shakir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lynnie- really likes kangkung belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sarah- is scared of being possessed (think emily rose) in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stef- has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cut her hair. again. and has a white extension hanging from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elsa- lies. ALOT. Mainly when there's lots of work to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Grouchy-'s birthday is on the 17th of april&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Adeline- weighs 50kgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nurul- has a diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Geraldine- plays the viola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yih Lin - cannot break eggs properly into pan without having it sprinkled with bits of shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sip chen- cleverly diverted from topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wei Yang- is scared of bugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Su Yen- loves pralines and ice-cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Qing - watches anime with her dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Asher- brushes his teeth twice a day and plays online chess but no he does not read them books about how to win in two moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Way Wrong - has just ruined his glasses and went to get new ones even though he never wears them anyway. he also shops with his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yih Wei - thinks I'm nuts. not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cass-'s eyepower has increased to 225&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rachel - thinks she's become kiasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aisyah- is horny right now. not really. She REALLY wants a Boyfriend. whom she loves. and loves her back. (har har dont we all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ruth- has changed her mind about being unhappy if she ever woke up to be an onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jianhan - is studying ausmat at sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;J.Lo- is amazed that I have his number at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kwee loong- Is a Very Serious Person. In everything that he does. Seriously. he just found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jianhua-is not lame (a real shocker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wei jin - says i know nothing about him anyway except for where he lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jia Shyuan- drinks chinese tea for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Going shopping! Hope i dont lose my way on those mtr things. see you girls on friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you all don't mind could I have a look at your personal statements just to see what kind of track i should be on? am so blank at the mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-8077433688052503892?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/8077433688052503892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=8077433688052503892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8077433688052503892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8077433688052503892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-believe-its-august.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-6797301749172519472</id><published>2007-07-22T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:44.177Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Back from OBS and am working at Bilden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mom's idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She made me turn down an internship at an investment firm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't see how this is a better move but what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OBS was GREAT!!!!Except that it made me MEGA BLACK, SUNBURNED, PUNCTURED WITH THORNS EVERYWHERE, BRUISED, and LEECH BITTEN. I should come with a label that says 'for inddor use only, minimal contact with wilderness' I kind of miss it a little though. Every school should make it compulsory for the form that will be graduating the following year. You learn so much about your friends and all prelimary assumptions/prejudices/justdontlikethepresonisms just kind of fall away into acceptance with the promise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;of eventual friendship. Which is definitely better than being close to strangers.and I discovered that I can like kayak!!!!!!! cause if you dont already know I have zero ability to do any sport. was an amazing feeling. Maybe sports does inspire confidence. probably not though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My luggage got taken away by mistake by someone else and I haven't really calculated the costs. but its roughly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1 pair of Tough jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;5 jazz pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1 esprit pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1 LV toiletry bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1 shu uemura eyelash curler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 pair shu uemura fake eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 pairs brand new tennis skirts/shorts (skorts??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11 T-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 body shop triple eye shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 La Mer face masque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;paper undies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8 bras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 Esprit dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thats all I can remember for now. I'm sure there's more though. Am practically casual clothes-LESS now. oh and I brought all the makeup for Indian dance NOT OBS. I hope whoever took my luggage returns it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I went for OBS with literally nothing but the clothes on my back and my other bag which had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3 white fluffy towels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1 toothbrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 hair iron!!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1 Bobbi Brown gel eyeliner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 torch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 bottle of sulfur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 I.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 pair of extra shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 face sunblock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bare essentials &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;was surprisingly calm about it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and was sort of a mixed blessing cause then I only had to borrow clothes and not lug my impossible luggage all the way, especially during the land bloody expedition. and you find out how helpful your friends really are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When everybody offered to lend me random stuff at the same time in the common room I was really touched. Even some guys offered to lend me clothes if the situation got dire. So no i didn't have to wear towels all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Unfortunately we were hit by a wave of &lt;strong&gt;CONJUNCTIVITIS&lt;/strong&gt; and lots of us had to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh boo =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090046209215453778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN6Dx6cWlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Uvkd83_CnEE/s320/Picture+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                                                              List of Casualties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha some conjuncts came back to surprise them on the BBQ night thingy though. Even though it took us (me and nadia) lots of effort to even want to go I'm glad we went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but now its back to real life and work. urgh. I seriously dont know how I can ever do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this whole 9 to 5 thing . urgh urgh urgh. But teaching the kids is really something. They're so refreshing and exhausting at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Had a great time with steph even though i only got to see her for like 3 days =( =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Going to singapore then china in august .cant wait to get out of here! am going to blow all my money on shoes, perfume, wonka bars and more birthday presents. which are LONG Overdue. sorry guys =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;speaking of which, HAPPY BIRTHDAY again Elsa!!!! I hope you and whatshisname(moogie?) are very happy together etc. etc. and you get to do dentistry in australia not uk etc.etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will post pictures on face book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;everybody who does not have facebook. it is imperative that you get one now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh and I went to SETIAWAN (the place where Mr.shih is from and wrote his book about) and I met a FOOCHOW!!!!!!! (as in the Foochows of setiawan)Actually, they're both in my Math class but i only just found out that they're foochows. One of them's from sibu though. was SO excited at the prospect of meeting a foochow. but i thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nk they were a little freaked out by my enthusiasm . One of them even owns mr.shih's book!! (he hasn't read it though)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090031546197105042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqNsuR6cWZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/n7j_2ihceXA/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Setiawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090032113132788130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqNtPR6cWaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BUrVbtty_KQ/s320/Picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FooChow #1 who graciously drove us around and lent us the hospitality of his home when we returned to OBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090033483227355570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqNufB6cWbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pi3tv6Ms_iE/s320/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOOCHOW#2 who was er driven around a lot by FOOCHOW#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;apparently there are only two foochow settlements in malaysia - sibu and setiawan haha. Met specimens from both&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090039320087910850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqNzyx6cWcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/H2ZxQCFQ7A0/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                                                            me and roomie sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090039766764509650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN0Mx6cWdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zI2JdImEhdA/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;                                            what L6-ers look like after 9 days of uluness&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090040423894505954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN0zB6cWeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dDSG_LEoXIo/s320/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                         sand castle building conjuncts&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090041102499338738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN1ah6cWfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OI3-0a9n6x4/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                                                  you cant see where we're looking&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090042184831097346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN2Zh6cWgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6vUq_vK4SKk/s320/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noodles and pam taking out the trash. just thought it looked like a scene from one of them merdeka ads&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090042725996976658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN25B6cWhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/q9FabIy-fD0/s320/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at steph's luau w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here we cleared to bottles of vodka! Btw. Ly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chee liquer. is beyond YUM&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN3wB6cWjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HT2beZDAS3U/s1600-h/Picture+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090043670889781810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="158" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN3wB6cWjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HT2beZDAS3U/s320/Picture+161.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN4Hh6cWkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PTurrMNefWA/s1600-h/Picture+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090044074616707650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN4Hh6cWkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PTurrMNefWA/s320/Picture+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18635305-6797301749172519472?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/6797301749172519472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=6797301749172519472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6797301749172519472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/6797301749172519472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-obs-and-am-working-at-bilden.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RqN6Dx6cWlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Uvkd83_CnEE/s72-c/Picture+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5093321135931611172</id><published>2007-06-29T14:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:47.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;am off to OBS tomorrow after speech day.heh. OBS isn't a killjoy,more like a kill life.10 days of holiday to be wasted in the wilderness of nowhere =( =( packing is such a hassle. but i'm secretly excited about it haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;these are some pictures frm mufti day and swimming gala (we won!). I was kind of school sick on Mufti day after listening to thetime of your life song (greenday) a million times the night before so I wore the wesley uniform to school&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lots of people thought it looked better than kay dee jay uniform.I ironed my hair straight to look like stereotype school person. Unfortunately i could not achieve the straightened hair look (darn).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;watched twelfth night instead of having lit class today. was hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I bought 400gms of m&amp;m's for tomorrow. I hope its enough =*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUbh69NjOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Cf1PtFqwVKg/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081498024133102818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUbh69NjOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Cf1PtFqwVKg/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUahq9NjNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zzyZMUELBxs/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081496920326507730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUahq9NjNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zzyZMUELBxs/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUYoq9NjLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/T1fEnFdeNos/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081494841562336434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUYoq9NjLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/T1fEnFdeNos/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUXla9NjKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VY32g7LbXBE/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081493686216133794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUXla9NjKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VY32g7LbXBE/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUW0q9NjJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NrEissN2vhw/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081492848697511058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUW0q9NjJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NrEissN2vhw/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUWBK9NjII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bKd2xtPAJfg/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081491963934248066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUWBK9NjII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bKd2xtPAJfg/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUVI69NjHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dzGgX-1AF2I/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081490997566606450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUVI69NjHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dzGgX-1AF2I/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUUeK9NjGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0R_7sXP0OeA/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081490263127198818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUUeK9NjGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0R_7sXP0OeA/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5093321135931611172?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5093321135931611172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5093321135931611172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5093321135931611172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5093321135931611172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/06/am-off-to-obs-tomorrow-after-speech-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoUbh69NjOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Cf1PtFqwVKg/s72-c/IMG_0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2194352693939075152</id><published>2007-06-27T09:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:47.407Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIrMK9NjEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z90FS6NAFbQ/s1600-h/IMG_4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080670817726860354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIrMK9NjEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z90FS6NAFbQ/s320/IMG_4048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIqXq9NjDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RnO98oS0iIQ/s1600-h/yan+pam+and+nunu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080669915783728178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIqXq9NjDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RnO98oS0iIQ/s320/yan+pam+and+nunu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIqDa9NjCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aO56Z6eLkWM/s1600-h/prom07+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080669567891377186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIqDa9NjCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aO56Z6eLkWM/s320/prom07+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so prom was fun even though i'm quote sarah'socially disabled' and had to sit with the band who's even more socially disabled than rah and i put together. some of them are alright as individuals but as a band---ugh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and the food was YUM YUM- a sit down four course dinner- cold duck slad with cold mushrooms, wild mushroom soup, beef steak with potato cake and the piece de resistance----hazelnut cake with chocolate sauce!!!!!!! everything turned out b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;etter than i thought it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and so did my exam results. i dont remember studying very hard but managed to like not flunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then there was interact installation which is very different from the wesley brand of installation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no other schools were invited,attendance for members optional but compulsory for bod's, it was held in a yatch club in pd, there was bbq buffet dinner, it lasted about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6 hrs cause there was games on the beach (where i got mega black) and no interact shirt needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OBS starts on sat =( what a waste of six week holiday. less time to be spent with steph in her lovely new abode =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went shopping for OBS on sun- was amazed buy the quantity of 10 dollar tee shirts they actually have on the market-several of them featuring tiara's or the words 'princess' -perfect for me. dont have to worry boutwearing ugly clothes. maybe i can iron them with my straightener when i get there (if they're not completely banned, that is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;cant believe nadia's leaving right after obs grwr. so wanted to bring her to maison with steph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;not looking forward to working over the summer. plus i have to write my personal statement. am terrible at selling myself. maybe i'll do it during solo camping&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Indian dance is really fun (when miss pathma's in a good mood) but its mega tiring and tera hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gtg read captain corelli's mandolin. are u guys doing the same book for lit? read it anyway. its sooo coooool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! de berniere rocks! his randomness just really speaks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh yesterday for lit we had to plan how we would shoot shakespeare's antony and cleopatra (lighting,cast,camera angles etc.) for hw and we casted gongli as cleo! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s. sleepover after obs??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2194352693939075152?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2194352693939075152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2194352693939075152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2194352693939075152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2194352693939075152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-prom-was-fun-even-though-im-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RoIrMK9NjEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z90FS6NAFbQ/s72-c/IMG_4048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7264186952573924921</id><published>2007-06-02T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:49.459Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGk2MKa6yI/AAAAAAAAAEo/06zaL8SmVok/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071515906280712994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGk2MKa6yI/AAAAAAAAAEo/06zaL8SmVok/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this just really reminded me of the stuff we used to see in Geography textbooks. I believe the fluffy light ones on left corner are called sirius clouds? no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGkMMKa6xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QxhiJohfMpA/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071515184726207250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGkMMKa6xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QxhiJohfMpA/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGjicKa6wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GM3XjhWq0NQ/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071514467466668802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGjicKa6wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GM3XjhWq0NQ/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGi1cKa6vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1YdFo-sF1D0/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071513694372555506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGi1cKa6vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1YdFo-sF1D0/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; staring in awe during phantom.(so it wasn't taken during the show but apparently i looked like that the throughout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGidcKa6uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Wwp13RT_pB4/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071513282055695074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGidcKa6uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Wwp13RT_pB4/s320/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phantom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGhkMKa6tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RxSQCMIieBo/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071512298508184274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGhkMKa6tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RxSQCMIieBo/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before phantom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGgycKa6sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hxn4hGboOtk/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071511443809692354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGgycKa6sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hxn4hGboOtk/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont really get what this ad is trying to do =.=i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGgQ8Ka6rI/AAAAAAAAADw/z8xOHCZvRAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071510868284074674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGgQ8Ka6rI/AAAAAAAAADw/z8xOHCZvRAQ/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ye olde faithful ixus&lt;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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGfgMKa6qI/AAAAAAAAADo/5dXKGuNKz-s/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071510030765451938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGfgMKa6qI/AAAAAAAAADo/5dXKGuNKz-s/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a camera and two bored people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGexsKa6pI/AAAAAAAAADg/_Q4-WNDJlv4/s1600-h/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071509231901534866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGexsKa6pI/AAAAAAAAADg/_Q4-WNDJlv4/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A baby starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071507324936055410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGdCsKa6nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zZcFIK_9oyg/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ADUHLYNE!!!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071508407267814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGeBsKa6oI/AAAAAAAAADY/dYk5mtFbPzo/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;NAdia doing her 'ugly face'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7264186952573924921?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7264186952573924921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7264186952573924921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7264186952573924921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7264186952573924921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-just-really-reminded-me-of-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RmGk2MKa6yI/AAAAAAAAAEo/06zaL8SmVok/s72-c/IMG_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1985449220001932281</id><published>2007-05-30T14:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:35:12.378Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha this is what aduhlyne sent me and nadia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey R. i have this other friend called yan. well, i dont actually know her that well. but she did this bulletin thingy and i immediately thought of sendin it 2 u and farhine.Subject: Ahahaha Retard-O-meter Message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ] You have screamed at an inanimateobject for 'hurting' you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have ran into a glass/screendoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] You have jumped out of a movingvehicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have thought of somethingfunny and laughed, then people gaveyou weird looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[  ]You have ran into a tree/bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] You have been called a blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] You know that it IS possible tolick your elbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You just tried to lick your elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You never knew that the Alphabetand Twinkle Twinkle Little Star hadthe same melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You just sang them to make sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ] You have tripped on your own feetand fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have choked on your own spit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have seen the Matrix and stilldon't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You type with three fingers orless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ] You have accidentally caughtsomething on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] you tried to drink out of a straw,but it went into your nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[] You have caught yourself drooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have fallen asleep in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] Sometimes when you are telling a story you forget what you were talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ] People often shake their heads andwalk away from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ]You are often told to use your "inside voice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You use your fingers to do simple math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ]You have eaten a bug accidentally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x]You are taking this test when youshould be doing something more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn'trealize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You've looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand/pocket the whole time.[ ] You have reposted bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ]You break a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x ]You tilt you're head when you're confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You have fallen out of your chairbefore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] When you're lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture on the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] The word "um" is used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[ ] You dont know what "um" means.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[x] You say "what" and "huh" a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.[ x] You used a calculator to multiply your score for this bulletin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Total: 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take your total and multiply it by fourand repost it as I'm.....% retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dunno how multiply by four works so.....didn't bother with the percentage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;spent the whole of hols making the prom king/queen/prince/princess sashes URGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;have to cut out letter by letter on felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so frus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but it looks super nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seems like almost everything i do is D.I.Y nowadays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will post pictures i took later/tomorrow/never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy birthday rah&amp;beebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I watched BATTLE ROYALE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its REALLY cool!!!...once you get used to all the killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry I haven't been in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its hard to be-all the time I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or maybe I'm just making excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't tell the difference anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh and i found BIBGGER diamond hoops!!!!! haha!!3 inches in diameter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but someone stole my old ones =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let's go for tea at Brown's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1985449220001932281?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1985449220001932281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1985449220001932281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1985449220001932281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1985449220001932281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-this-is-what-aduhlyne-sent-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-3181717338834994192</id><published>2007-05-18T05:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-18T05:46:22.239Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;I finally have just a wee bit of time to tell you that I'm alive. Hey steph!!!&lt;br /&gt;Life's been a trifle more hectic than it should over the past month what with family weddings clashing with preparation of exams (next week!!!!), ECA night, house night, Hen's night blargh blargh blargh&lt;br /&gt;I also happen to be swamped with unfinished essays and C1 papers (urgh)&lt;br /&gt;Download this song called Bring Me Flowers by hope. or any songs by her for that matter. They sound really yummy. Like butterscotch. I meant her voice not the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to nunu for getting jpa scholarship but is going to reject it.&lt;br /&gt;some people dont know how lucky they are.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that everyone is applying for some scolholarship or other. maybe i should.&lt;br /&gt;gtg for econs&lt;br /&gt;got test&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-3181717338834994192?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/3181717338834994192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=3181717338834994192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3181717338834994192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3181717338834994192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-guys-i-finally-have-just-wee-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1624943405706019660</id><published>2007-04-14T03:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:49.771Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I got my shu uemura fake eyelashes!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I bought the super thick but not too thick ones to go with my lengha!I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053124315161074562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RiBNysMQm4I/AAAAAAAAADI/Q-1EuTei5v0/s320/876_lg_sq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I really wanted the diamente ones but the lady said its out of stock =( Nevermind. I'll buy them next time. I also stupidly asked her to put them on for me cause I was overly excited about them. Big mistake. The second I walked out of the store lots of people were staring like crazy. Some insane girl actually stuck her face into my face to get a better look. gee whiz. One might think one has never seen a body in fake lashes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;On the other hand, they look really cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Its like having the lashes from a lancome mascara ad!!!!!!!!!!!! downside is, you cant wear your glasses with them on cause the lashes keep brushing against the lenses. I'd post the pictures that I took but bluetooth's not working&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh and I went back to school yesterday to get my spm results 'authenticated'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I just HAD to bump into -----------------GOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! urgh. totally ruined my day. But I was really nice and smiled and waved at her and everything because, really, I should be above scowling at her and making faces behind her back (check out all the ands haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then came the usual procedure of her interoggating me, asking where I study now, plans for future etc. then random silence................... I smile at her willing her to walk aw&lt;/span&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she grabs my arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stares intensely at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE REMEMBER ALL THE VALUES THAT WE HAVE TAUGHT YOU IN THIS SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;pause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;and you're looking very pretty. I almost didn't recognise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;urgh urgh urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Obviously she thinks I'm running amok already. and she also thinks i was ugly before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;they're practicing for gymrama now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;some things never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;school starts day after tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1624943405706019660?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1624943405706019660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1624943405706019660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1624943405706019660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1624943405706019660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-my-shu-uemura-fake-eyelashes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RiBNysMQm4I/AAAAAAAAADI/Q-1EuTei5v0/s72-c/876_lg_sq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7495382594547139033</id><published>2007-04-07T09:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-07T09:54:40.358Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just came back from the self healing/meditation thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was MEGA BORED. almost died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Turns out there's a part two tomorrow. urgh. my mom's such a con woman. she told me its only for two hours. TWELVE HOURS more-like. but you learn quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i was sitting and pretending to be meditating, i was thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lets say you're in some incredibly boring class i.e. double bio (yuck). thats four hours for HELP-ERS and three hours for steph when she was in mlc. and you pick yourself apart atom by atom. no pain larh, just lots of time and er....a very tiny needle +super microscopic eyesight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the end of the lesson, you wouldn't be you anymore - just a pile of atoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So the question is: what makes you ,you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;oh and megan told me aussie time's same as m'sian one now because something like daylight saving days are over. heehee so cute. so if i forward time by three hours i get to save some energy??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lives in a place called Sugarloaf Close where she now bakes cookies with names like apricot rocks and rice bubbles! Before this, she couldn't even fry an egg. Apparently its cause all the year 11 kids can cook and she was an alien to the kitchen. sigh, peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;buggering off now to i dont know where with my con artist of a mom. then only going for dinner. I'm hungry =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-7495382594547139033?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7495382594547139033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7495382594547139033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7495382594547139033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7495382594547139033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-just-came-back-from-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-3998508310217535694</id><published>2007-04-06T23:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:50.055Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RhbbLSjI0BI/AAAAAAAAADA/F2Hnwc5pNEE/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050465019146850322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RhbbLSjI0BI/AAAAAAAAADA/F2Hnwc5pNEE/s320/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if william blake were alive today, he'd make a lot of money being some anime artist or something. HIs etchings are really...........emotion evoking??? Idk what the right words are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I had this really BIZARRE dream last night and i only remember snatches of  it, but i remember lots of roses. we were in the school hall watching the school production. As in ktj hall but wms people. we're talking and waiting for the show to start. we were sitting on one of those high table and chair thingees like we did at qba and suddenly my principal (mr jones) walks over and shows me random pictures of him and his wife when they visited the states in the eighties. =.=i&lt;br /&gt;then some time later, lynnie commits suicide, we're all seriously shaken by it. but her spirit still lingers and tlks to us, like one of those harry potter silvery things except lynn was in colour and covered in silver blood. Her mom comes, all hysterical , but her dad yells at her and goes all like "what the hell is wrong with you?????' but lynn's nonachalant (isthishowyouspellit?)&lt;br /&gt;and one of my cousin sisters die. Doesn't realise she's dead. Everyone can see her spirit as well except me and elsa. We were so confused because when her car came, the door opened and closed, then all the windows of the car fogged up and then splats of blood appeared on the foggy windows.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling really confused because my head was where my feet were supposed to be. But I cant remember if i went to bed that way (yes I do that sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to megan yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!! she's coming back in sept.&lt;br /&gt;gotta bugger off for some stupid meditation thing my mom's making me go for.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I went for an internship interview at Great Eastern Life.&lt;br /&gt;The person who interviewd me was supposed to be somebody called LANCEY LIM.&lt;br /&gt;haha I couldn't stop laughing when I found out and obviously she wasn't from a chinese school.&lt;br /&gt;turned out she was on leave&lt;br /&gt;I was so looking forward to meeting somebody named lancey. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-3998508310217535694?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/3998508310217535694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=3998508310217535694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3998508310217535694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3998508310217535694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-william-blake-were-alive-today-hed.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RhbbLSjI0BI/AAAAAAAAADA/F2Hnwc5pNEE/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-8367339032163663116</id><published>2007-04-01T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:51.067Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;aren't chanel bags gorgeous??? why do they have to make them so pretty??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048456733524633138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-4prmqJjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qvkYy19b62E/s320/chanel1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;if they didn't, I wouldn't want them so bad and my life wouldn't be in total agony. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm supposed to be studying for the two weeks of my holiday but prospects of me actually studying look really bleak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I went to my uncle's house for some pre-wedding ceremony thing for my cousin.Not sure what its actually called but there were lots of chinese cookies involved. and my teacher mr.suresh is getting married over the holidays as well...............in the school hall. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait for my cousin's hen's night!!!Its supposed to be a surprise so i'll blog about it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nurul's not my roommie next term =( =( =(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! at least I still have adeline (pronounced ehduhline (line as in line not lynn)) but its not the same without noodles and her noodle dance. I finally fixed my lAPtop so here are some pictures of bodies in my school&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048458971202594370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-6r7mqJkI/AAAAAAAAACY/SnanXr7lTTI/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is adeline and how i will always see her - painting. she's the only visual art student in her form, so she sits all awone in class sometimes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048459731411805778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-7YLmqJlI/AAAAAAAAACg/EKVMsR39qJo/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me and other roomie wedad . she's constantly playing sims.................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048460470146180706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-8DLmqJmI/AAAAAAAAACo/lckMLlEk0lc/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is noodles (nurul) mega smart kid who identifies with the nerd in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048461363499378290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-83LmqJnI/AAAAAAAAACw/VjWQpxmoddI/s320/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; nadia and anissa on anissa's birthday!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048463369249105538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg--r7mqJoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6I6uZlaAWf8/s320/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                              us on social night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-8367339032163663116?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/8367339032163663116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=8367339032163663116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8367339032163663116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8367339032163663116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/04/arent-chanel-bags-gorgeous-why-do-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/Rg-4prmqJjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qvkYy19b62E/s72-c/chanel1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2751873831768691268</id><published>2007-03-28T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:16:54.590Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok dudes.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Zephaniah.&lt;br /&gt;is beyond cool.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY like his poems especially the white comedy (below). Its about the english language where the poet criticizes how in the english language black refers to like evil stuff and white to good stuff. ok, repeat the following in reggae beat and with caribbean accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w h i t e c o m e d y&lt;br /&gt;(from: Propa Propaganda)&lt;br /&gt;I waz whitemailed By a white witch,&lt;br /&gt;Wid white magic An white lies,&lt;br /&gt;Branded by a white sheep I&lt;br /&gt; slaved as a whitesmith&lt;br /&gt;Near a white spot&lt;br /&gt;Where I suffered whitewater fever.&lt;br /&gt;Whitelisted as a whiteleg&lt;br /&gt;I waz in de white book&lt;br /&gt; As a master of white art,&lt;br /&gt;It waz like white death.&lt;br /&gt;People called me white jack&lt;br /&gt;Some hailed me as a white wog,&lt;br /&gt;So I joined de white watch&lt;br /&gt;Trained as a white guard&lt;br /&gt;Lived off the white economy.&lt;br /&gt;Caught and beaten by de whiteshirts&lt;br /&gt;I waz condemned to a white mass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be writing to de Black House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Benjamin Zephaniah 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. lit fest is really cool!!!! the workshops are great and we had a talk by a lady who was the personal advisor of the ex president/prime minister?? of prague!!! she wrote his biography.&lt;br /&gt;apparently he was a playwright and she was one of his best friends. One day by some miracle,----he got the position!!!! she says it felt like a dream when she walked into the castle.&lt;br /&gt;thats so like cool. I wish I could experience that in my lifetime. it was like this:&lt;br /&gt;she and her friend were in the square and they announced the results and everyone (this is a czech urban tradition) took out their key rings and started jangling them(over 100 thousand key rings jangling, mind you) . she says it was like deafening chinese bells. she turned to her friend and said 'this is the best moment of our lives'. and her friend just nodded and wiped away tears. every event that followed felt like a new begining for her over and over again (before this, they were opressed).sigh.......................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2751873831768691268?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2751873831768691268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2751873831768691268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2751873831768691268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2751873831768691268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-dudes.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-7668491760057408237</id><published>2007-03-23T04:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:51.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RgNS7XW-KlI/AAAAAAAAACE/UwMbZDp8ik4/s1600-h/The-Dog-Serigraph-C10382197.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044967187421211218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RgNS7XW-KlI/AAAAAAAAACE/UwMbZDp8ik4/s320/The-Dog-Serigraph-C10382197.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Picasso is a genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;btw-thats my dog Leo (daschund)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Senior play's tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Going for Lit festival next weds and thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;you guys wana come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh Steph I went to eat at Marmalade on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Their foods yummy but comes in BIG portions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;banana and strawberry shake is absolutely delish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Havent tried their cakes though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Maybe I will this Thursday! (lit festival is in BVII)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gtg for lunch then econs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;au revoir!&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/18635305-7668491760057408237?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/7668491760057408237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=7668491760057408237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7668491760057408237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/7668491760057408237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/03/picasso-is-genius.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RgNS7XW-KlI/AAAAAAAAACE/UwMbZDp8ik4/s72-c/The-Dog-Serigraph-C10382197.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5894676447680813026</id><published>2007-03-21T06:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:27:29.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I decided to blog today instead of going to sleep before sports.&lt;br /&gt;I'm joining step aerobics next term. cause their music sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I like having a sheltered life. that is sheltered so far.&lt;br /&gt;and I think being sheltered doesn't always mean you're ignorant to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can see things beyond your shelter, just cant reach it.&lt;br /&gt;Downside is : nobody reads books about sheltered lives.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sarah for buying my books.&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling weird lately.&lt;br /&gt;Like I've lost myself and need to go on one of those self discovery things.&lt;br /&gt;Which is weird because:&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt like this before. I've always been sure of myself.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and it'll go away&lt;br /&gt;Might go to see PTO in May.with school.&lt;br /&gt;why dont you all go with rah??&lt;br /&gt;Hey Steph sorry I never leave msgs on your blog anymore cause my school's server classifies it as : porn material/online gambling/illegal sites.&lt;br /&gt;haha. its strangely befitting to your nature.(its a compliment)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're still sure of what your doing (unlike me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel unworthy of this scholarship. I know you all will go "of course you are etc." but its just the stress of always making sure that you do well. Not that I'm trying very hard. Maybe thats the problem : I try to try too hard and its flopped. All I need to do is try not to try.&lt;br /&gt;am considering doing lit as a degree instead of econs. Dad's super against it though. says its not practical. *rolls eyes* I think malaysia is the only country left where people actually do jobs related to their degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: HOw come a glass bottle that falls on the ground and shatters doesn't just jump right up and put itself together again? It wouldn't be defying any subatomic laws. Ok maybe not jump right back up (gravity?) but just put itself together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi bee.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5894676447680813026?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5894676447680813026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5894676447680813026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5894676447680813026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5894676447680813026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-i-decided-to-blog-today-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1237885232271485068</id><published>2007-03-09T03:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T03:46:05.334Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;House singing is tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got to finish short story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to sugar last weekend after social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got completely smashed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went home at like four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm doing an Indian dance! f-i-n-a-l-l-y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if only you all were doing it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;missed stef's birthday =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wana meet elsa demain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Trying to get out of MUN meetimg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dont want to go get spm results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Idea of getting sausage mcmuffin + egg very tempting (sarah's fault)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no fast food for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got bobbi brown gel eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;made me happy for about 3 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;worn off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm boring again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nadia says I make her feel like studying and quitting smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like i'm so like touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never thought I could touch another human life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;LSE came to school to talk to us on Weds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Might go for their talk on sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;see you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Where's that from??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Its killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ambiguity is incipient poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;To remember everything is a form of madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Lybia's downfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I need a passion for something other than eating sleeping and reading. Some people have these mad obsessions that they're just so passionate about like lynn and her JE, Nurul and her art and music, adeline and her jazz, my sister and her horse sketches, p.r.'s bro and chess. They go to great lengths to pursue their interests and they just feel so much about it it becomes a part of them. Maybe that's why I feel boring I do nothing but eat read sleep and spaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Did he who make the lamb make thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1237885232271485068?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1237885232271485068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1237885232271485068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1237885232271485068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1237885232271485068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/03/house-singing-is-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-3201357844745945443</id><published>2007-02-26T06:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:51.866Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok another boring post about my boring life and how I BORINGLY deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so sleepy.....had black pepper steak and tandoori chicken for lunch. I couldn't decide between asian OR western so heck.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;heard that spm results are coming out on the twelfth.I hope my results ger lost in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;Been hearing horrind things about wms lately, about how kids get suspended for months even though they were just doing their job. Looks like Matthews is out to destroy whatever that was left of school with the help of her loyal slave Goh. Two menopausal hormonal sex deprived women running a school......................*shudder shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;btw ms Shirley Sarammah a.k.a. ex insane English teacher is bloody married!! HAS BEEN for the past donkey years. this came as quite a shock for me. but her husband works at an oil rig so he never comes back. Maybe thats why all these stories about ThE TAxi Driver have been going around.&lt;br /&gt;something about the radiator as well, if I recall correctly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;got to go and work on my theory as to why the monstern is the psychological representation of Frankenstein! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that the head of 6th form went for the muse concert last night with my room mate. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Steph pls give me your new address.&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035726367581550258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/ReJ-c23ENrI/AAAAAAAAABg/5HYOLCMHFw4/s320/B000HGDXOW.01-A39U745IDK2WMA._SCMZZZZZZZ_V61160302_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035726724063835842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/ReJ-xm3ENsI/AAAAAAAAABo/D2hLp4CBCSY/s320/Styling_System_Geometricks_product_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Both are about 160&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deng deng deng deng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035727175035401938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/ReJ_L23ENtI/AAAAAAAAABw/mWdCBtkfkUE/s320/7711837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;CHANEL TRAVEL PALETTE!!!!!!!! eight colours for the price of two chanel eyeshadows!! (200 fyi)  functions as eye colour, lip coulour or cheel colours!!!! comes with instruction book (how to apply etc) ok I sound like a total bimbo but its SO COOL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe I should get them all?? Being frugal is so stressful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i LOVE CHANEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-3201357844745945443?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/3201357844745945443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=3201357844745945443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3201357844745945443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3201357844745945443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-another-boring-post-about-my-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/ReJ-c23ENrI/AAAAAAAAABg/5HYOLCMHFw4/s72-c/B000HGDXOW.01-A39U745IDK2WMA._SCMZZZZZZZ_V61160302_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1966152238224766733</id><published>2007-02-22T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:18:45.819Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I hope kwong you're having a blast in uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sorry I havent been online lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CNY is almost at an end and we're all either richer or poorer but definitely fatter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My insane cousin who just came back from shanghai also gave us all le sportsac pencilboxes, Dior keychains and mont blanc pens! the grand prize was ------------ chinese i pod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Also free shu uemura lippies! makes yannie very happie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and bee's back in her campee. Cant believe she's going to Japan.hmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ok, help me decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Should I get black shiny pumps with wooden mega high heel and strap around ankle or phillips 8 in 1 Geometric set ( a thing that has hair straighteners (2 sizes), 3 types of curlers, crimpers, basically has EVERYTHING) . they're both about the same price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Or should I seriously splurge and get both????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Havent finished reading Frankie boy.urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok no matter how much I complain I realise now that I like school. Its like giving me a second chance at highschool. Meaning that I appreciate it more while its going on and stuff. Also its a different kind of highschool that we're used to. Not too different though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and maybe I have a kay dee jay accent. I dunno. It can be tuned on and off almost at will though. Not exactly completely off but a how noticeable it is. Funny though, nobody in school speaks like me. So how can it be a kay dee jay accent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh and I was talking to darling keng ping on the phone and she's so funny!! Like F-U-N-N-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she says if you're looking for a boyfriend dont go for medic students cause they have so much stress so they're really desperate and horny!!!!!! haha. and cause they're med students they're cocky and think they can have anybody they want! apparently she's sick to death of them. (she's doing med soon) she knows some doctor who has one wife and three mistresses and its still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;expanding!!!!!! But she says engineers are really nice and sweet. heehee.  she's still such a darl.why doesn't some guy come and sweep her off her feet????? she's AMAZINGLY PRETTY! she's really happy cause mc's not an indian school now and has more chinese! she just has issues with them speaking too much chinese. heh. might go to her hse for open hse this sat. any takers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1966152238224766733?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1966152238224766733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1966152238224766733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1966152238224766733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1966152238224766733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-happy-chinese-new-year-and-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1201230856358644203</id><published>2007-02-14T02:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:52.059Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RdJ37AhrYAI/AAAAAAAAABU/SI7qgdjEkUk/s1600-h/GirlElectricGuitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031215589363507202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RdJ37AhrYAI/AAAAAAAAABU/SI7qgdjEkUk/s320/GirlElectricGuitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to be a wild child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With a bass guitar and heels and flowers in my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With a wild eyed look and flowing long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And do totally scandalous things like I dont know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh go on tour with my band in a crappy old bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wE'd be happy because we live on love and music. like all wild childs do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because i'm so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm almost done being a teenager and I havent done anything totally scandalous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want to be an ANGRY teenager with lots of pent up ANGER and psychological problems so I need a psychiatrist 24/7. Then I can grow up and paint and write songs full of ANGER and be an ANGRY artist. But like be totally famous. Then I'll write a book and retire when I'm 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sadly, I'm so normal, I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Steph's party was SO MUCH FUN!!! Maybe I'll bring my salsa class on a class trip to QBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Valentine's day bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even though I'm not supposed to celebrate it.&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/18635305-1201230856358644203?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1201230856358644203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1201230856358644203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1201230856358644203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1201230856358644203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-to-be-wild-child.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RdJ37AhrYAI/AAAAAAAAABU/SI7qgdjEkUk/s72-c/GirlElectricGuitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-4457994149329662802</id><published>2007-02-07T06:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:53.424Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclxmimQCEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OGxofErMcUs/s1600-h/icky.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclwBSmQCCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3873RM0lBWo/s1600-h/sarahjessicaparker4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028673626410321954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclwBSmQCCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3873RM0lBWo/s320/sarahjessicaparker4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I know what you're thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's She Doing in Yanni's Chanel dress ??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh well, she wanted it so badly I had to take it off for her in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, lameness. I LOVEEEEEEEE The dress!! its pink and fluffy like cotton candeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028675151123712050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclxaCmQCDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eK4VXWS0UwM/s320/icky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028675511900964946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclxvCmQCFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SoC4l6dC5TQ/s320/pug.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss my pug. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stayed in school for 2 nights liaoz. Dead boring. Yesterday I got drill because I was like 1 second late for bedtime. *rolls eyes* I havent had a bed time since I was 6.geez. But I'll totally forgive them if they let me keep a pug in school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Drill = running two rounds around the school field in your house shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yesterday during GP we were shown a video of &lt;a href="http://www.summerhillschool.co.uk/pages/photo_gallery.html/"&gt;Summerhill&lt;/a&gt; Its this cool ass school where classes, homework and exams are optional. Its kind of like accepted where you can request for stuff you want to learn like lets say you want to do Chocolate appreciation as a course, they'll just bring in everything you need! Its very democratic where if somebody does something wrong, the whole school (100-150 bodies) gather around to decide whether you're in the wrong, whether you should be punished...etc.. Downside is, they swear A LOT. Like some little kid was like talking about something and looking all innocent then you realise he's going f*ck this and F*ck that and he ends his speech with 'shove it up your rectum'. If you have a boyfriend, you can even go steady and live with him. They call it pairing up. the school holds a ceremony (sort of like a wedding) and you excahnge vows and rings. Their vows are something like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'I XXX take thee to be my pairing up partner and I will care for and cherish you even if you fall off your skateboard, scrape your knee and grow lots of pimples. I pledge to thee my body for absolute pleasure and something something in the name of the freedom of not taking exams. amen&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Slightly appaling. But after the ceremony, the girl's mom even called her to say congratulations o.o she was japanese. Her name was Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and at their sixth form party, they all went skinny dipping in the school pool. and yes they revealed themselves to us on the tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha I think its an excellent school if you're mature enough and have enough self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Valentine's Day's next week. I refuse to celebrate it because I am a lit student/romantic. Blegh. ok so I'm just trying to make excuses for myself. Its ok Lynn we'll all pool our electrons together and create this cloud of.......................electrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Gotta go check on my laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Which reminds me: yesterday I washed my clothes but I forgot to put washing liquid in!!!! I felt kind of weird and I knew i forgot something...but i just couldn't figure out what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cannot wait for steph's birthday do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-4457994149329662802?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/4457994149329662802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=4457994149329662802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4457994149329662802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4457994149329662802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-what-youre-thinking-whats-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RclwBSmQCCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3873RM0lBWo/s72-c/sarahjessicaparker4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5657567347054111192</id><published>2007-02-05T06:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:00:53.624Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RcbOBymQCBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4RGJoD5Z9jA/s1600-h/cd-damnthoseeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932564163135506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RcbOBymQCBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4RGJoD5Z9jA/s320/cd-damnthoseeyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dior like makes coloured contact lenses!!!! They're like gold with black rims! and logo =.=i      Anissa owned a pair but they expired and she cant afford to replace them (DUH they're like 400++ a pair for only two months!) Her pictures look MEGA cool with them on though!!! Especially in the dark and the light shines through, her eyes sparkle and light up like those anime chicks with hot eyes!! *dies* Apparently Paris Hilton wears them cause her natural eyes are brown.*rolls eyes* But they look so natural. Unless of course, you go up close and see the CD logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've got no class now but I've got drama at 5.15. HOw to fill up the next three hours???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I think my parents still have issues with me not doing science subjcys even though I've told them a million times that no i'm never going to be a doctor and no science doen's give you an edge when applying for uni. But they're still like&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad: So why dont you take chemistry?? (because they clash with all my lit classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What about physics??? (clashes with econs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bio???? (ew...........................................)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do you only take 3 A levels??? (because you dont really need 4.duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why do you take english lit instead of chem??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;what am I going to tell my friends when they ask me what subjects you take???(math and eco??) Nobody takes Lit!!!!!! (hello!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you want to do a masters in E.Lit what are you going to be next time???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;who's going to employ you???????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why dont they get that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A DOCTOR&lt;/span&gt;??????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I dont have the compassion. I'd just kill off my parents. Besides, most doctors whom I've met. Surgeons specifically, are evil. and none of the top 10 richest people in the world are doctors. hmph&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5657567347054111192?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5657567347054111192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5657567347054111192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5657567347054111192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5657567347054111192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-dior.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_tj7dV558M/RcbOBymQCBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4RGJoD5Z9jA/s72-c/cd-damnthoseeyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5200175437937575021</id><published>2007-02-03T04:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T04:19:34.991Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey dudes. I'm in school on a freaking saturday wearing my kfc worker look alike uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yippee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Luckily my classes finish at eleven and NORMALLY I can go home now but since its sixth form entertains, I have to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT AM I GOING TO DO FROM NOW TILL SIX????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Btw, I'm on the library and I just overheard some upper sixth dudes asking themselves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PLUMBUM??WHAT's PLUMBUM?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like go to wms for kimia classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I stayed in school last night and i had to do FULL prep, meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sitting at your desk DOING WORK (no laptops, no storybooks, no listening to music) from 7.30  till 9.15.. Then you get half an hour break then you sit there till 10.30 (story books allowed this time). For some reason, time passes really slowly during prep especially since I had no work and had to be Pretending to do work because they come and check on you. gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you can talk or even go to the bathroom for the first 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Its like in that storybook we read in form one...Boy or something by roald dahl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And apparently only my house is so strict. Even the next girl's house is more lax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;People opposite me are perparing for forensics. I so wanted to join but application was closed when I came in =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ave&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;How does Mary Shelley criticize Islam in her novel Frankenstein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;700 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5200175437937575021?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5200175437937575021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5200175437937575021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5200175437937575021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5200175437937575021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-dudes.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-4967352562294621439</id><published>2007-01-31T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:18:57.073Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ave Bodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I’m so like bored and school’s so like boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not really lah.&lt;br /&gt;Its just SO routine. But the great thing is : I Get to sleep during my spares or practice my violin or read or do my homework that’s due later =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Math class was cancelled today cause Mr .DICKman had to go for a thing (Thaipusam??) TWO SPARES IN A DAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Grwr….I HATE STATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its quite cool and stuff but there are just so many bloody steps! Maybe I should indulge myself in one of those 570 (750??) things that do everything for you. But I’ve always prided myself in not being in need of one. Choices. Choices&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Andrew (aussie boy living in Brunei/mekkah) will be celebrating his 18th this Friday on the Cricket Pitch!!! Haha apparently the WHOLE school is invited and he’s doing some carnival thing. How totally bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sixth Form Entertains is this Saturday. SHOULD I GO????? But mummy’s having some guests over for somethingorother and I want to eat more oysters and abalone. Greedy Greedy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I wore eyeliner to school today(inner eyelid)! And it like didn’t melt off! (yay for bobbi brown gel eyeliner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oh and I practically soaked myself in Red Delicious yesterday. I think my salsa partner was suffocating. Or maybe not because it was the end of the day. Anyway he smelt of the Creed thing. Too musky if you ask me. I wonder what happens if I wear both red delicious and be delicious in one go…..hm….might experiment one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MUFI day’s on Friday and the theme’s MIX &amp; MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF THEME IS THAT?????&lt;br /&gt;What do we even wear???????? Our original theme was cross dressing, then it became PJ’s and now they make it officially MIX &amp;amp; bloody MATCH. They don’t even elaborate much, just saying that this is to help flood victims in johor. Gee thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few kids are from Johor so I asked them to just raise funds for themselves. Might come in handy when they’re shopping for stuff during prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I think our lit class is going to see a play this week or next week. I cant wait! Apparently its in some OLD hotel and different scenes are done in different rooms and the audience go in in two’s or threes and the thing is acted out. Pretty cool. Miss Carol is deciding between that or waiting for some thing at actor’s studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Havent signed up for compulsory sport yet. I hope Mr.Kwok wont come and yell at me (highly embarrassing). I was thinking, maybe I should play hockey. Or cricket. Or something. Anyway, KTJ is this really weird school where sport is taken MEGA seriously and is like MANDATORY whereas ECA’s are optional. TOTALLY reverse situation in wms. Anyway so far I’ve joined two ECA’s but nil sports. Whoopsy daisies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got to go to do nothing. Very important. See you all soon. Adsum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BTW the supply and demand stuff is really like fun and easy. I just hate all the jargon and how it gets in my way. Apparently if the price of Cendol goes down the demand for ice kacang decreases so the equilibrium’s like lower so there’s consumer surplus or something. Half my class didn’t know what ice kacang and cendol are so we had to tell them that it’s a delicacy made of smashed ice and slosh.&lt;br /&gt;Then Anissa boldly gets up and asks my teacher (Puan Sharifah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISS ,WHY ARE YOU LIKE WRITING IN MALAY????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lol . INSTANT Glares from all the BM-ers in class and sniggers from the non BM-ers.&lt;br /&gt;But really, my teacher’s really lame and gives really lame examples (eg cendol &amp;amp;ice kacang) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-4967352562294621439?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/4967352562294621439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=4967352562294621439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4967352562294621439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/4967352562294621439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/ave-bodies-im-so-like-bored-and-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2866365704669550879</id><published>2007-01-29T12:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:36:07.987Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Glaukopis Athene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank you for coming to dinner (if you came) and I hope the food wasn’t too horrible. It’s my first time cooking for like fifteen people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And thank you for the lovely presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Most of all, thank you for the largely enjoyable evening.&lt;br /&gt;And the company. And the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Steffie are you ok now?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My school just changed my time table again. For like the third time since I came. I hope this one will be permanent. Apparently there’s been some hiccup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Once upon a time in ktj, there was a boy who happened to be director of Studies. He was entrusted with the great task of arranging the time tables of all the brave and honorable sixth formers. But for some reason unexplained, he just upped and left before term started into the mysterious land of BEYOND THE GUARD HOUSE. When the authorities broke down the barriers and made their way into his inner chambers, it seemed that everything had been cleared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENG DENG DENG !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In consequence, poor Mr. Sutherland and his band of faithful teachers had to come up with some make-shift timetable. Up to date, the mysterious disappearance has not been explained&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cant wait to check out BV II with Kwong Kwong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If an economy is operating below the PPF it is then facing unemployment.&lt;br /&gt;And plane flights are elastic to students.&lt;br /&gt;What if you study on the other side of the earth???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eco is boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2866365704669550879?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2866365704669550879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2866365704669550879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2866365704669550879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2866365704669550879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/glaukopis-athene.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1757464724465431882</id><published>2007-01-25T00:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:01:32.628Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vesperal Salutaions to you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAve got lit test on Translations later (as you may have noticed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BUt yeah Have got a good two hours to spare before class starts so I'll go online for one hour and go to blissful sleep for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I tried out for the play yesterday (its some retro thing called BIG HAIR) and I'm in the chorus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha I didn't expect to get anything because my reading was so bad at the audition (didn't bring my glasses) XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and how is all and sundry doing at help and er...ram??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Doing chem experiments in red I see. heehee how fun!!!! I miss doing kimia stuff =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its SO weird not doing at least a science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But arts is pretty cool as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I find it so weird that some kids (at least half of them) here dont do math AT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I mean, how's that supposed to get you to university???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;They're really brave though, they do cool subjects like drama, theatre and business studies. I suppose I do envy them a little&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have got a pool party later where we're divided into groups and we have to perform. My genius leader has come  up with this wonderful idea where he'll be some pussycat doll and I have to be snoop dog in buttons. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;URGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TOo bad I missed the meeting and or else I would have MADE them do SUKIYANEN OSAKA!!!!! *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm staying over in school tonight. ickles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll tell you how fun/horrid it is later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whoops. didn't bring camera. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1757464724465431882?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1757464724465431882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1757464724465431882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1757464724465431882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1757464724465431882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/vesperal-salutaions-to-you-all-have-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-5569694800464971331</id><published>2007-01-19T14:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:21:43.065Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey wonderful bodies frolicking in romanticism/help&lt;br /&gt;I ESCAPED CROSS COUNTRY!! heheh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my housemistress didn't put my name down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Firstly, allow me to declare my love for you all and how much I miss you! (lynn,rah,steph,stef,sa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now let me tell you about this wonderful subject called GP which I take instead of Moral/M'sian Studies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS FREAKING COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we learn about application of math in daily life, imprtance of fashion , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HISTORY OF LANGUAGES!!!!&lt;/span&gt; literature, history of art, politics, democracy, concept of freedom of speech...etc...... I'm really really excited about this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok i'm done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and tons of stuff in my school are free :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;free textbooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;free excercise books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;free graph books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;free TEST PADS etc.etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;argh!!!! WE WERE SO RIPPED OFF BY WMS (which has now turned into a hole btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and yes I miss hanging out in a clique. I HATE to admitt this but we were (are) a clique. I've always despised them but now I just realise we're one of them so they're ok. I see a bunch of girls hanging together and I miss being with us. But I also wonder if we made all the new comers to our school feel intimidated and left out like I was on my first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But yeah I learnt to make friends after the first couple of periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Most of them are frm brunei but my favourite is this girl called anyssa/anissa? (i'm really bad with names) she's half saudi and lived in DUBAI. I LOVE her voice: its deep and rich, like butter scotch. and she reminds me of celeste (liberty yu not chan). and this girl called fitrah but everyone calls her yaya! she's TINY!!!! Tinier than joann chan! she's soooo cute! she wears a white hearband and carries a pink jelly bag around =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we're having a pool party for 6th formers next thurs! (have nothing to wear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh and compulsory sport is...yucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I take yoga and pretend to play badminton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but they also have salsa dancing!!! which i'm so going to join!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ah yes and so you all've heard that lynn's met ryo boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I WILL INTRO SOMEDAY!!!! he's friends with james as well actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dont worry lynn! you're FATED to meet R.B. anyway. its written in the stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going shopping tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;infinite hugs and kisses to you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-5569694800464971331?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/5569694800464971331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=5569694800464971331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5569694800464971331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/5569694800464971331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-wonderful-bodies-frolicking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1602754352794412391</id><published>2007-01-17T08:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:56:55.822Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Day Of School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yes I'm blogging in school. In a place called the sixth form centre. Where all the sixth formers hang out. apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everyone is at cross country but there are some people here with me. Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;Cross country’s on Friday by the way and its COMPULSORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s been training for like 2 weeks and I get to train for a grand total of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;0 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that’s right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I’m still expected to run 4 point freaking 2 km!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I dunno which clubs to join but there’s an interact club. Maybe I’ll just go there.&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno which sports to join (I have to as well =( )&lt;br /&gt;On the up side, I have no moral studies or Malaysian studies or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I have GP, which is really interesting but a tad pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I look fat in my uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I couldn’t find any nice round toed mary janes to wear to school so I bought dress shoes for boys! (the kind men wear to formal stuff) haha I had to get the biggest size in the kid’s department. The shoe lady was looking at me all funny when I tried them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My head girl – Hui Shurn has been really helpful and showing me around. She also happens to be my kindergarten friend, primary school friend, and class mate and speech and drama! I knew the world was small but this is….tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you guys (hcl-ers) don’t mind, can we have dinner on a Sunday? Cuz all Saturdays are occupied/full for other bodies (you know who you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hm….the place is strangely silent now and my typing really noisy…. Where did everybody go???????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, there’s somebody on the other side. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;By the way, we’re doing translations for lit as well. They’re WAY ahead. They’ve already finished act one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I have a real test on FRIDAY *dies*&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so bhind in eco. The teacher was drawing all these graphs and talking about x’s and y’s and I was just like =.=??&lt;br /&gt;Same thing happened in eco.&lt;br /&gt;GP was better cuz this is their first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh and they sell secret recipe cakes in school. I can just see all the lard piling on (on to me, that is).&lt;br /&gt;Tried to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;I was nice and smiley and agreeable to complete strangers.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I just had nothing to say to them.&lt;br /&gt;Grwr…if only I had come earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just got elsa’s sms.&lt;br /&gt;Hi elsa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks lynn for wishing me luck and stuff&lt;br /&gt;And rah&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have a school email! Which is quite cool&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll bring the data entry stuff tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I really should finish it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee tata for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1602754352794412391?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1602754352794412391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1602754352794412391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1602754352794412391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1602754352794412391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school-yes-im-blogging-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-3895290843398839136</id><published>2007-01-15T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:41:58.108Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:185;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6 Days Of HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok so everybody's always known that I've needed help and now that I've actually gone for six days of help. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I"M STILL AS WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;. surprise surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so I was being lame. nothing new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But really, tomorrow's my last day at help. KTJ got smart and like FAXED the letter to my dad's office instead of through snail mail as first intended. So tomorrow I'm going to go pay my fees, buy my uniform etc.. then go for college in the afternoon. I hope I make it in time to go for a last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lit class and chem class. Then I have to leave the darlings and my lovely chem class and lit teacher behind. forever and ever and ever and ever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;BRING ME SQUARE EGGS SARAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, seeing that it's impossible to have my birthday dinner on a Saturday, we'll just have to have it on a Sunday. I dont know how we're going to arrange coming and going transport but YOU ALL HAVE TO COME. I"M MAKING A 6-8 COURSE GOURMET DINNER SO I"LL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WHACK ANYBODY WHO CANT COME, DOESN'T FEEL LIKE COMING OR DOESN'T COME BECAUSE HAS NOTHING TO WEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Really sad bout leaving help though. Poor lynn. Wish I never came in the first place. Then I'd be ok about going to ktj&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/18635305-3895290843398839136?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/3895290843398839136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=3895290843398839136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3895290843398839136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/3895290843398839136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/6-days-of-help-ok-so-everybodys-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-2122143975203533347</id><published>2007-01-11T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:38:52.721Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So Classes have started and we've actually got some work to do (math)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and you think everything's all settled and I'm planning my wardrobe and schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;KTJ called my dad today and offered me a mega FULL scholarhip. as in I have to pay almost nothing. i even get a discount on deposit and lodging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So my mom's over the moon and the rents are thinking of making me change schools&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dont get me wrong, I like KTJ (orchestra! uniforms! nice buildings!) but I've just gotten used to the idea of spending the next 18 months at help. I've also just gotten used to being with my friends 24/7 again.(we havent actually done so since form 4). Plus i've gotten too used to getting up late and.....doing nothing in between classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So this is really hard for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fate doesn't usually knock at your door twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thats why Bethoven composed that symphony and why movies,songs and books are written about the stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, what happens when it DOES????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Is it actually destiny? OR Is it a test???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How am I supposed to decide? (maybe this is where the rents come in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;grwr...........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So Many thoughts in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there are two roads to walk down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and one road to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I'm thinking over the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on the other hand, am going to buy cheap reads with kwong kwong tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;school ends at twelve! heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then again, elsa has no classes tomorrow .hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have exactly one day to decide if I want the scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God send me a sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and save our files.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh and i MUST tell you about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PEDDERRED SALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I went to klcc on Sunday with momster and PEDDERRED WAS ON SALE (ok so you knew that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and mommy let me buy shoes!!!!!!!!!! (she's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; lets me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dream shoes from my dream shoe store...... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;See you all at school tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-2122143975203533347?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/2122143975203533347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=2122143975203533347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2122143975203533347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/2122143975203533347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-classes-have-started-and-weve_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-1256881241223800515</id><published>2007-01-04T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T13:54:59.067Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS KWONGSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes once again we all have been stunned (well not really, deep down inside we expected it) by the sheer geniusness of Kaywong kaywong (kwong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hopefully she'll get to do the double degree thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So it was orientation today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and we're officially students of HELP. (student id and all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But it's still so surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Its like the holiday's still and on going thing and I'm just waiting for the right time to get my uniform tailormade. Or hunting for the perfect hair ribbon. wondering if they'll change my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;etc.etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'll try to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Got to go shopping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have like nil clothes for college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Or bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Or shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Or money. = Big Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe mummy will fund my new wardrobe. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now I'm trying to decide between lit and physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trying to decide between an easier A or 'life experience'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;More choices that I have to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Once again I need God to send me a sign. (that is once i find a God to BELIEVE in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wonder if Beebee is doing alright. BEE SEND US A SIGN AS WELL!!!!!!!!! a shooting star or two will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In any case, I'm glad most of us will be together at help (minus behbeh). Hopefullf stef's om will come around. real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-1256881241223800515?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/1256881241223800515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=1256881241223800515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1256881241223800515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/1256881241223800515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/congratulations-kwongster-yes-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-8448088369917913117</id><published>2007-01-02T14:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:23:29.327Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello BODIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yan-e's ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Blogger REFUSES to allow to post any pictures so ,- no pictures of prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've decided to go to HELP. as in university college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Which is kind of saddening because I had to reject scholarships from sevenoaks (uk) and KTJ (mantin). But grampees says help is fun so I guess it be ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I also wanted to post pictures from my trip to randomland but yeah, not happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was REALLY PRETTY like walking in a post card 24/7 and all the picture backgrounds looked awesome (wish I could say the same about the body in it). I got to stay in these ancient chinese cities that were thousands of years old and had the original cobble stone streets!!! BTW this is in yunnan near tibet and on the himalayas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh elsa's back from her Spore Stunt and she be meeting us at Helpe de main.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Going to Help also means I get to continue my French lessons!!! whoopy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and lynn be at helpe too! couldn't run away from us haha. Really looking forward to being with the girls again (except bee and kim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hopefully stef's mommy will see the light soonand she'll be able to join us. Mc sounds horrid (like wms old block but like....older)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To Lin: if you ever read this I'm sorry we couldn't throw you a farewell party!! wrong info + me arriving on the day you were leaving = very bad timing. we'll have another one when you get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Square Egg Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Byebye. I'll try to blog more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-8448088369917913117?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/8448088369917913117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=8448088369917913117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8448088369917913117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/8448088369917913117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-bodies-yan-es-alive-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115909844201350124</id><published>2006-09-24T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:47:22.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yes am supposed to be studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was so bored i stole one of these things from BEE BEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;I've now got a MASSIVE chicken pox scar on my right temple. remnants from the unforgiving virus attack a few weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I havent found the right paintings. Oh, i just remembered I have two wall lights (do they count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Nokia candy bar thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;br /&gt;Songs that have meaningful-ish lyrics. at least I have to identify with them in some way. and classical. It helps me to not think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;carefree innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHO DO YOU MISS?&lt;br /&gt;My pug =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT'S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?&lt;br /&gt;Hui? its not really my name but its in the middle of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. THE BEST TV SHOW EVER CREATED:&lt;br /&gt;haha not really a tv show watcher. prefer watching movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO?&lt;br /&gt;Ruth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;No. Actually, I cant sleep unless its totally dark. But if my imagination runs away with me I can get scared even in broad daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be Delicious !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;asian colours and nice hair. But brown hair and green eyes is real pretty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WOULD YOU RATHER BE SMART OR FUNNY?&lt;br /&gt;neither. I'd rather be a genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?&lt;br /&gt;TEA!!! tea makes everybody happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;br /&gt;Pepperoni! and mushrooms =) even though they're fungi. I've read somewhere that the French top their pizzas with runny egg. would like to try that someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU CAN EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?&lt;br /&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;20. DO YOU SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE?&lt;br /&gt;haha, several actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;The Gift Of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;22. DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?&lt;br /&gt;I like most ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;br /&gt;er...think my fingers are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHANEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?&lt;br /&gt;A jaguar 1957 roadster. Its the hot ass car in Cruel Intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. WHAT COLOR IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;Forest green. with cream leather seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;27. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF EXERCISE?&lt;br /&gt;Motto: Say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; to exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;br /&gt;I might. But I wouldn't tell them. would make things easier for me if they just left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Do an asher? haha nah its the little things you do everyday that show them how much they mean to you. A sudden bombastic move might make them dubious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:&lt;br /&gt;ninety nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;Brunette. like the deep deep mahogany colour. It looks delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Pin Ruh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Insincerity and noveu riche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE COUNTRY?&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty things,yummy food, shoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;36. TATER TOTS OR FRIES?&lt;br /&gt;tater tot? haha whats that? maybe its a variation of fries but i cant imagine how that would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;br /&gt;Editor Of Bilden newsletter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;38. EVER PRANK CALLED SOMEONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;not intentionally. But when I was a kid and those home shopping things came on i used to call them because the big booming voice goes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CALL NOW!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mom super freaked out when she found out when I was calling random numbers on tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;39. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;studying kimia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;provided that it has zero side effects, scar free,almost cost free and totally reversable, I'd fix my non existant nose and get a jaw line and bertter cheek bones. Except I'd look weird after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was sick of kimia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I dunno. Never really notice what I get complimented about or insulted about most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haha it wouldn't matter cuz kwong kwong would find some way to get her hands on some anyway then everything would be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ability to earn only a million bucks a minute like the casino owner dude. Then i can go do whatever I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Only a million! ok so maybe two or three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yes. I was named after Foo Hui Yin the great and invincible. except my parents didn't know she existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yes. when I remember to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;48. WHICH FINGER[S] IS YOUR FAVORITE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I divide my love and attention equally among all my fingers and toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;49. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;er....I think I almost cried when I read that Walter died in the war in Rilla Of Ingleside cuz he was Rilla's favourate brother and the dreamy poet kind. he was afraid to go to war because he is afraid of pain and suffering. he could not imagine plunging a bayonet into another fellow human being for he might be the sweetheart, son and or brother to somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yet on the battlefield, he was braver than any of the other soldiers because he is unafraid of realities and only the power of his own mind can evoke the feeling of fear in him. and I admire that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;not really but i guess i'm stuck with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anything that doesn't have the yucky pork or chicken taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Only about a gabazillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 53. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anne of green gables audiobooks. haha my mom bought it when i was nine but i still love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;absolutely not.Other me would think I was a mega arrogant person because I probably wasn't very friendly to other me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;55. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Once again, not intentionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;br /&gt;yes, at forst. not in the long run though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE YOUR ANGER?&lt;br /&gt;I get kind of pettyand fume for a bit. if it gets real bad I whack unfortunate people with plastic rulers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;br /&gt;My grandma's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;59. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really the toy playing kind. read books most of the time and watched the sleeping beauty over and over and over agian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;No idea. used to be a pitiful ammount untill recently when I realised that I sometimes need to call people who might be outside of my family, appointment people and social circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU KNOW ANYONE FAMOUS?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?&lt;br /&gt;fortunately never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;yan, yanyan, yani, wani? fooster, foo face, miss foo, yana...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;67. HOW MANY PAIRS OF SHOES DO YOU HAVE?&lt;br /&gt;dunno. twenty something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. DO YOU UN-TIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;NO. but i feel like I have potato feet if i dont tie them again after re-wearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. WERE YOU UPSET ABOUT STEVE IRWIN DYING?&lt;br /&gt;a little (the fact that he was filming for his daughter or something) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;Belgian chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. ARE YOU LAZY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;72. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE COLORS?&lt;br /&gt;red, black and gold and white and black gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;73. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BAND?&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;74. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE?&lt;br /&gt;None &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;what good would that be to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Be still my heart - postal service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;strawberry filled doughnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Ruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;79. WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;height and hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;80. FAVORITE THOUGHT-PROVOKING SONG:&lt;br /&gt;100 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE:&lt;br /&gt;starts with an ass, ends with a pee am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;82. FAVORITE DRINK:&lt;br /&gt;RIBENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius!!!!!!!!!!!! cuz they have a song! the age of aquaRIUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;84. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;br /&gt;say no to sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;dark dark brown. sometimes i have trouble seeing my pupils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;87. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm watching tv or reading and driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;a sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. FAVORITE MONTH(s)&lt;br /&gt;january and february (my birthday and chinese mew year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;br /&gt;very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;Take the lead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;93. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;br /&gt;haha I'd be too shy to contemplate asking someone out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;autumn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS?&lt;br /&gt;Both . preferably at the same time as well =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE-NIGHT STANDS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Relationships. I'd probably never have a one-night stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;97. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;nobody. they've all done it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;er........everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Where's ..99?&lt;br /&gt;In Mickey mouse's left nostril&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;oh only about a million people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha Ruth just called from perth!!!! havent heard from her in aeons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;apparently she's using my you're alive!!! line there and it spread like wildfire (in her words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and her formal was on a cruise ship!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;says she's coming back next week. maybe i'll go visit her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its been a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115909844201350124?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115909844201350124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115909844201350124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115909844201350124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115909844201350124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/09/yes-am-supposed-to-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115893388112294011</id><published>2006-09-22T13:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:04:41.143Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/take%20the%20lead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/take%20the%20lead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Helloe bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was supposed to be studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;obviously that didn't work out. because i'm typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I watched &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take the lead&lt;/span&gt; as i have the will power of a gnat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its like the book i read in form two.....er.... To Sir, with love or something like that. The energy in the movie is just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANA LEARN BALLROOM DANCING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEGA HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the style of dancing in the movie is kind of like in shall we dance but with a million times more energy and innovation, less commercial, and most of all, it was based on a true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The life of Pierre Dulaine. some cool dude who invented the concept of Dancing classrooms where kids learn respect and boys learn how to touch a girl with respect and girls learn to value their bodies. or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think we need it here in malaysia where the ammount of rape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cases seem to be numerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;exams were yucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have no comment because the easy bits were real easy but the difficult bits were really difficult. will somebody tell me what happens if you flunk trials and or spm? the more i think about it, the more i feel that its no big deal. but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its like an asian programmed thing to have to do well in all government exams or else it might as well be the end of the world. and maybe i shouldn't flunk it for the sake of flunking. its seems childish. like rebel without a cause, politician with no politics. bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of course, the school chose this timely bit of the year to like not pay the water bill and the toilets cannot flush. THERE IS NOT A SINGLE FLUSHING TOILET IN SCHOOL. I almost died in there when i went today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last friday daddy decided he wanted to randomly have a dinner party (or did i mention that already) but I made MUSHROOM SOUP!! and it beats any mushroom soup I've ever tasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love my recipe book ( even though it has no pictures). steph we have to make this when you&lt;/span&gt; g&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;et back. if you're still in your cooking phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh and daddy got fresh oysters and they were like HUGE. and yes i ate them raw. with PINK champagne. I think pink champagne is the cutest beverage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i stuffed myself silly with pasta in pesto (made frm scratch) and vanilla ice cream with homemade strawberry jam!!!!! Rachel's mom made some and she gave me a jar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cannot wait for trials to be over. I want to finally buy myself bobby brown gel eyeliner! and stuff myself silly @ lemon garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe friendship is overrated and you're better off with only one or two close friends whilst keeping the rest at arm's length?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dunno anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All men lead lives of quiet desperation. haha I think its because deep down inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;they know the insignificance of their existence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and in the end, we are all alone.and it scares them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so all we need to do is accept the insignificance of our existence and somehow come to terms with it then we won't live lives of quiet desperation???? maybe we should experiment on somebody. sorry, ranting a bit here. and i have no idea who 'we' is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115893388112294011?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115893388112294011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115893388112294011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115893388112294011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115893388112294011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/09/helloe-bodies.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115849699750559290</id><published>2006-09-17T12:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:43:17.520Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/prozak-run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/prozak-run.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just ran on the tread mill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I excercised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;something's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But it felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was mega stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so I ran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and its like the movie where they said when you run you're in this place where nothing bad can touch you. and if you could just push yourself a little bit faster, a little bit further, everything will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and now i'm so tired i'm just going to pop off to bed and re-revise tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wish we had study tips for bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Or just one essay tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/frustrated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/pic%20frustrated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is unfair. Through experience, i think some boys I've known bitch more than girls do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so maybe it balances the status quo. but i like the pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only thing that matters in life is intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;random quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brain shutting down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good luck with trials to all you bodies out there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115849699750559290?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115849699750559290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115849699750559290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115849699750559290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115849699750559290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-ran-on-tread-mill.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115789886872638452</id><published>2006-09-10T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:34:28.740Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/prayer_requests.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/prayer_requests.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To quote Gavin's msn thingy : Give me the strength to do not only what I can but what I must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Only a million chapters to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;zero time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and the will power of a gnat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sometimes i wish spm were next week instead of trials so we can get it over with asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finagle's Law of Dynamic Negatives (also known as Finagle's corollary to Murphy's Law) is usually rendered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anything that can go wrong, will—at the worst possible moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One variant (known as O'Toole's Corollary of Finagle's Law) favored among hackers is a takeoff on the second law of thermodynamics (also known as entropy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The perversity of the Universe tends towards a maximum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115789886872638452?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115789886872638452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115789886872638452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115789886872638452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115789886872638452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-quote-gavins-msn-thingy-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115754647581234140</id><published>2006-09-06T12:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:41:16.030Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/slough%20of%20despond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/slough%20of%20despond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Slough of Despond- i am in it, that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we all became less interesting when we discovered that language could disguise our true feelings and thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I read that somewhere today and I thought it was so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was thinking of prom theme, if we dont do vogue(red black silver), we could do a midsummer's night dream (green, gold, cream, white, roses, fairy lights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/midsummer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/midsummer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/midsummer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just some stuff I found. I like the whole twinkling lights and drapes idea. and the icon-y thing is cool too. could use for ticketing or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dunno why i went to school today when i've still got some poxies. was MEGA horrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First the blasted train stops at masjid jamek for like half an hour which made me MAJORLY LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEN i walk onto the basketball court during assembly WHILE doing up my tie and was called by phat pee to go on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apparently he had a big hissy fit about doing ties on assembly grounds on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and now i've got a humungous pile of homework and must study some more =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;should've stayed at home where I was remotely happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;was nice to see everyone again though. after like half a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dunno whats wrong with me. everything just seems so opressive and energy sucking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I just want to hangout and do nothing again like in lower form. like sarah said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;looks like there's not much chance of that anymore. too bad we didn't know it had to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we thought it would last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;must go do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hang in there hclers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the solution will come to us. it wouldn't dare not to. we'll make our own magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and it will not involve talking about it (not that much anyway)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/starswillcry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and please come back bee. it would be pointless without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115754647581234140?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115754647581234140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115754647581234140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115754647581234140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115754647581234140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/09/slough-of-despond-i-am-in-it-that-iswe.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115639018593925811</id><published>2006-08-24T03:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-24T03:29:45.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/HollywoodPalette2006byGiorgioArmani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/HollywoodPalette2006byGiorgioArmani.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Would you like some makeup that will give you the red carpet treatment because Armani have the product for you its called Hollywood Palette 2006 and consists of a range of eye shadow shades these include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;golden black!!!!&lt;/span&gt;, harmony of violets, sophisticated mink brown and subtle sunset lilac these will give you a smouldering look while the shade of soft rose sheer shimmer will ad a glamorous glow to your skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As you might've guessed, I want it =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Studying seems to make me want to go shopping a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not that I've been studying s lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, change of plan. Dinner's on Sunday instead Of saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;which is awfully close to monday (in fact, its practically thre next day) but at least we're having it at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was reading steph's meme on her blog a couple of days ago and it says that she has a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Being er....naturally curious and a very concerned friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I demanded that she spill the beans as i was mailing her anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So here's some exerpts from her reply (which i have full permission to post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;btw, they're verbatim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Steph:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha. as for boyf. it was very shortlived. he noes the add of my blog hence i havent been able to post public stuff. if oni you were an LJ member too. ive been posting more locked posts which oni other members can read. ive mentioned him before. he's the one that used to date cassie. except he was a little too keen (read: horny goat weed) and me being the independent woman that i am, couldnt take it. altho on one of our dates he took me to the movies and then a realli nice restaurant for dinner. =P so i havent been able to bring myself to break up with him yet so we're kind of on a break. (er till end of the year) mind you it was his choice we didnt completely break up which i think is stupid cuz he has to wait for soo long. erm... wot else.. he's in yr11, altho our age, which makes him sort of like a toyboy since im ahead in terms of year level.. he's quite mature, quite tall, very sporty (which doesnt bode well for me cuz i DONT do sport), speaks german.. yea. that's all i remember for now. hmmm.. i forgot wot i was going to say. meh this is soo typical. oh yes. and im soo gonna dump him by next yr. i cant go to uni and still be dating a high school boy. there are much bigger fish to catch out there. whee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It was sooo typically stephish that I burst out laughing just thinking about it the entire day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and there's more from today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Steph:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haha. you have permission to put my reply up. we broke up this evening (the boyfriend and i) when he called after dinner having sent me a text i hadnt replied too.. see what i said about being too keen? sheesh. anyways.. yea. good thing too. im now free to catch the big fish at uni next yr. the conversation went something along the lines of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hiya how are you? (trying to avoid the impending question was about as hard as pretending a pink hippo that had just walked into the room wasnt there)&lt;br /&gt;him: ermm good. you?&lt;br /&gt;me: fine. how was ur week?&lt;br /&gt;him: erm fine. slightly tiring and boring&lt;br /&gt;me: ahh. so what's up?&lt;br /&gt;him: did you get my text?&lt;br /&gt;me: text? you mean the one that suggested not a break (his goat-like persistence) but a seeing less of each other agreement?&lt;br /&gt;him: er.. well yea that one and the one i just sent 2 secs ago&lt;br /&gt;me: ahh. nope.&lt;br /&gt;him: well, can i just ask wot's going on?&lt;br /&gt;me: well you opted for a break (trying to avoid 'break-up')&lt;br /&gt;him: i guess i did. well would you just like to reconsider this?&lt;br /&gt;me: uh huh. mebe a break isnt such a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;him: (his eagerness can be heard over the phone)&lt;br /&gt;me: i dont think its gonna work out. we are erm quite different. you do SPORT!&lt;br /&gt;him: well..&lt;br /&gt;me: yea. i had a realli good time and thank you but i think this has got to be a break break&lt;br /&gt;him: ahh.. soo not permenant? we can give it a shot at teh end of teh year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i wanted to shoot myself. but after a bit of cajoling he resigned to the fact that he wont be hearing from me in the near future. poor guy. i get bored soo quickly yanni!! how the hell am i ever gonna settle down and marry a guy till 'death do us part'? this was the longest relationship id ever been in and it was a mere month and a few weeks. it'll be more like. 'i take thee as beloved wedded husband- till the next funnier, more attractive guy comes along'. to his credit he did try his best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha guys, steph is not really the man eater that she sounds like at the mo. She just hasn't met the right guy. So if you ever do get her to go on a long term relationship with you, it just proves that you're incredibly interesting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going to mv to shop for pressies for the rents with my sister. See what I mean about zero studying done???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115639018593925811?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115639018593925811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115639018593925811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115639018593925811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115639018593925811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/would-you-like-some-makeup-that-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115626580741820343</id><published>2006-08-22T16:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:56:47.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/choc_sculpture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/choc_sculpture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a chocolate sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we should give stuff like this as door gifts at prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've had an insane amount of tuition over the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and the past two days. it goes something like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.00-8.30 a.m.!! add math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.00-11.30 chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.00-3.00 physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;except on sunday where I had 3 hours of chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;actually, I'm quite addicted to kimia latihans now and actually feel like going tomorrow even though I dont have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wish i felt the same about physics and bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;on saturday we'll cook at bee's then eat at sarah's ok? cuz she's got tuition.so do i actually. we'll figure out the details soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grilled mushrooms/ marinated mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cold soba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;miso soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hungrarian sausages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;quiche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll make cheesecake and marinated mushrooms at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we need to figure out who's gonna buy ingredients for what beforehand because I dont think we have time to buy groceries on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and i have some of the soba stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;have to study....................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Momster's birthday is coming up. what do you buy for a person who already owns everything????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(even though you'll probably never see this and the date's wrong .so your birthday's on the 22nd but i'm typing this past midnight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115626580741820343?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115626580741820343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115626580741820343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115626580741820343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115626580741820343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-chocolate-sculpture.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115590998373994693</id><published>2006-08-18T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:06:23.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I forgot the reason why I blogged today and i went off to study bio after the last post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now i remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I read this paragraph in the travelling pants book. and it is for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It wasn't that we hadn't shared the big outlines of our stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Of course we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I told them about how al's wedding was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We knew that Bee had messed herself up over Eric. We all saw Lena talk abou Kostos in a way she'd never talked about a boy before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We knew about Bailey, and we knew intuitively to be careful when we asked Tibby questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But there were a million little lines of shading that we couldn't convey so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;They were the subtle things, and understanding them, even knowing when you missed them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what separated other friends from real friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;like we were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seventeen Ain't So Sweet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well she never was the best&lt;br /&gt;yeah at following the trends&lt;br /&gt;stayed one step above the rest&lt;br /&gt;and even though it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the world was crushing on her&lt;br /&gt;didnt let it hold her down even hold her back&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry you'll show them&lt;br /&gt;theres a fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i hope youll let it burn&lt;br /&gt;theres a scream in your voice&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you will be heard&lt;br /&gt;theres a fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you'll let it burn until youre heard&lt;br /&gt;youre heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seventeen is just a test&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i would recommend&lt;br /&gt;that you live with no regrets&lt;br /&gt;and even if it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the world was crushing on you&lt;br /&gt;you shouldnt let it hold you down&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt hold you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry you'll show them&lt;br /&gt;theres a fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i hope youll let it burn&lt;br /&gt;theres a scream in your voice&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you will be heard&lt;br /&gt;theres a fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you'll let it burn until youre heard&lt;br /&gt;youre heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax girl&lt;br /&gt;turn down the lights&lt;br /&gt;no one can see you shining&lt;br /&gt;relax girl&lt;br /&gt;itll be alright&lt;br /&gt;no one can stop you if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;point of rhythm is the fall await in time&lt;br /&gt;to listen to the beating in your mind&lt;br /&gt;remember if you seek then you shall find&lt;br /&gt;woah oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115590998373994693?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115590998373994693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115590998373994693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115590998373994693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115590998373994693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-forgot-reason-why-i-blogged-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115590213859592551</id><published>2006-08-18T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:00:17.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/902_lg_sq_DazzlingDiamante.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;phew......Holidays are here.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know. It means more studying. not seeing your friends. having no life till SPM's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it also means not having to see matthews or goh for a whole week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE STUDYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean, why wouldn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poor sarah got her mp3 confiscated today. Hopefully Ian has enough sense to buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;her a better one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I made zaru soba yesterday for the gathering from scratch. it was not bad. considering that was my first time trying it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sarah was unlibrarianed on Moanday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO WHAT???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Words of wisdom from vicky. I'm trying to believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we're having dinner before school starts. not celebrating anything. Just to eat together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After this, life will never be the same. more W.O.W from vicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liber lunch was on wednesday. Sarah got to come. Boss is sooo nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The food was yummy although I found mandarin's furniture slightly cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most bodies seem happy. even lynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lynnie sometimes I'm glad you're trying but sometimes i'm exasperated that you're fooling yourself. but for now i'm mostly glad you're trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because when i think about it, i might have done the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not all those who wander are lost. random quote.I read this somewhere and i just thought it sounded cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Since we've done the whole bonding/desperate housewives thing during concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;itf feels strange that we don't see each other so often anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It never felt like this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its like I'm suddenly aware of where we went wrong and now its reverted back to 'the old ways' and i feel empty + emotionally drained + empty + empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i want my heart back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;a long long time ago, I gave it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i never really got it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;except that i couldn't really see it and now i dont know how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/902_lg_sq_DazzlingDiamante.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/902_lg_sq_DazzlingDiamante.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I WANT FALSE EYELASHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Know its unladylike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and against my better judgement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;but they're GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;especially with the diamentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now i see that, maybe she's trying afterall. =)&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/18635305-115590213859592551?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115590213859592551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115590213859592551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115590213859592551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115590213859592551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115512160536340038</id><published>2006-08-09T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:06:45.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/drama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/drama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its final. I'm not to participate inthe school concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But not before a whole episode of drama was 'unveiled'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Firstly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;madam anne and grace did not say that I had an attitude problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So they were pissed that evryone thought so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can accept that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But they were pissed that I told evryone my side of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?? JUST MAGICALLY KNOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAT GOH WAS MAKING IT UP ?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE VICE PRINCI-PAL IS A LIAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the choir teachers never said that I had an attitude problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;whatever they said about me was meant to be positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and when they confronted the vp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE F**(%ing TOLD THEM THAT SHE NEVER TOLD ME SUCH THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE HAG FRAMED ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now the rents insist on going to school to clear things up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;should i let them?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The VP might hate me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Special thanks to evryone who supported me and even went to see the vp (jiashyuan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my class 5L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;form 5'ers,dancer blablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and most of all, people in my dance sarah,lynn,bee,gee,elsa,stef,sher,soonk,aiman,jiashyuan etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;madam vicky , madam gina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss dancing and hanging with them already. Its bad enough that I wont see them as much after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cannot believe i'm not in the last concert of my life. *stabs somebody*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evrything works out for the best. at least they gave me my money back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor cassie is my replacement. its not easy for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115512160536340038?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115512160536340038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115512160536340038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115512160536340038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115512160536340038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115503945054679004</id><published>2006-08-08T11:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:17:30.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today I was thrown out of the school concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;By Madam Goh. (new vice principal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because she caught me with my collar and cuffs unbottoned. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thereby I am showing open defiance of not just an&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; ordinary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;teacher. but to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;school heads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what absolute tosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was in such shock when they told me that i forgot to apologise to the two fat heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;thews : Girl, it is obvious that you cannot obey us. SAY IT!!! SAY IT NOW! "I Cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Obey!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yan: (of course there is no way that i can say it, it would be a sign of acutally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;obeying) I beg your pardon? (pretends to be deaf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;thews: *ROLLS EYES* Nevermind!!!!!! So do you have anything left to say (by then they've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;already decided to remove me from concert. and i suppose they wanted me to apologise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yan: thinks:OMG this is really happening what are we gonna do??? Concert's in TWO DAYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poor Jia shyuan. what are the rest gonna do to fill up the holes????? says: &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;AAAHH!! So i realised later that I had to aplogise no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But i couldn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Firstly, I was not sorry and I did nothing wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;But I was pretty sorry that I did not say sorry before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY IS IT WRONG TO UNBUTTON YOUR SLEEVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN HOT WEATHER AFTER DANCE PRACTICE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even saying it in my head sounds ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eventually evrybody I asked told me to just go ahead to apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I swallowed my pride (something i dont do often) and pottered off to the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and was met with even more drama and nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Apparently, some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;choir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;teachers blabbed that I had an attitude problem when they were in the office (about half an hour before me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and that I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aloof and snooty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and therefore am not fit to be in the concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;even if i was aloof and bla bla bla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WHY IS THAT EVEN A PROBLEM???????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and apparently I saved my mom's number as Queen E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY IS THAT THEIR BLINKING PROBLEM???????!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I feel so betrayed. I dont even mind what goh accused me of being. Because they're not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I dont feel the need to rectify anything. I just feel betrayed that the ahem aforesaid choir teachers would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;say it. why are they so childish??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;they've got the opening act and their finale!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Isn't that enough??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and goh says i'm not wesleyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i dont want to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; wesleyan if i have to be spineless, grovelling and have to have  to be ms sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am our own wesleyan. The form's idea of wesleyan. just being us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;real people with individuality , integrity and reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;my heart is so tired of all the ridiculous unecessary drama that seems to dominate our live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm tired of trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;we're tired of trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;nothing we say makes a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I dont think she cares anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but it seems wrong to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;its against evrything that i've ever been taught to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;that is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;you should never give up if your heart is true. because you will prevail in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but its hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;All i need is some kind of indication that she's trying too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;But everyday evidence that she isn't trying grows stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;and i ask myself why am i so blind??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;cant I see that she doesn't want to try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I feel stupid willingly blinding myself and believing that she wants to try as much as i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but in the end i still have faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;a blind person can see what a person with vision cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;How now brown cows??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115503945054679004?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115503945054679004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115503945054679004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115503945054679004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115503945054679004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/enough-today-i-was-thrown-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115479420875626511</id><published>2006-08-05T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:10:08.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chicken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofmeatareyouquiz/chicken.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! You're hardly meat. But you are quite popular, and people aspire to taste like you.&lt;br /&gt;You're probably quite skinny and free of vices. Except letting people eat your eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofmeatareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Meat Are You?&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/18635305-115479420875626511?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115479420875626511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115479420875626511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115479420875626511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115479420875626511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-chicken-bah-youre-hardly-meat.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115470050660555345</id><published>2006-08-04T13:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:08:26.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/red%20delicious.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/red%20delicious.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/red%20delicious.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Just want to go and smell what its like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will not obsess about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IWANNIT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IWANNIT!IWANNIT!iWANNIT!IWANNIT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sigh, I really should start/be studying now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've finally found a place for the liber lunch, mandarin oriental but it costs 80 dollars. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;of the board dont mind paying, but now the form 3/4's are trying to revolutionize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and so is Zubaidah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's not like she's paying any money to have lunch at a 5 star hotel. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and she keeps creating hypothetical problems like how the parents will complain about the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we havent even tried asking yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The offer from the Coconut house was really good though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Only 40 per person for authentic Italian food, about 27 dishes AND its a private function just for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But because of one person, 45 people have to sacrifice such a good deal because its not ooking halal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Apparently all the crockery and cutlery in the place has been contaminated by prok even though I'm not even serving it on the menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its also not posh enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and now mandarin is too expensive cuz we have to foot the bill for three useless bums &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think they're problem is that they dont know what they want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its driving me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/yanweenme.0[1].4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/yanweenme.0%5B1%5D.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me, wee nie and BEE BEE (picture courtesy of her) at Aiman's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a pool party but we decided no to get wet ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;amazingly, we managed to stary reasonably dry) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We had fun and hung out with Julia and talkedandtalkedandtalked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's amazing how she's matured so much now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115470050660555345?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115470050660555345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115470050660555345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115470050660555345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm so glad I didn't change my mind and went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I now believe in the stuff in movies again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and congratulations, naturally. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Even though its not enough to describe the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happiness/elation??/mega overwhelming joy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;youknowwhatimean &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that I feel for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;too tired to blog. will explain.soon. bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115349519321185950?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115349519321185950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115349519321185950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vox Populi. Vox Dei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its Thursday. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(talk about stating the obvious) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But in my head its still sbout wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday, one of those firemen people came to our school and gave us one of those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;how to put out fire demonstartions after our fire drill. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Elsa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I got to put out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;fires with the blue extinguisher thingys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its our dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The last time we had something like this was way back in form one or two. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;we did not get chosen to put the fires out. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So this time we decided to choose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ourselves. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There was some hesitation at first but then we figured that we had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nothing to lose. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So we pretty much rushed to the front of the assembly and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;did our thing. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The principal also chose this timely moment to ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Elsa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to pull up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;her tie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I suppose he'll never learn. All the same, we got what we wanted. thats all that matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dance practice was fun today. we played lots of pepsi cola. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The guys are like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;kids who need some motivation to get them going. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, we discovered that pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cola is just what we're looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yesterday i was browsing through my old old back up files and found lots of old pictures of us in form 3. check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sarah putting her cat face on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Steph with stef's makeup artist uncle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stef looking a bit scary (not in a bad way)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rah Lynn and steph&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cats! (where's elsa?????)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how steph looked like in the morning when we bummed around class before going for chapel. notice the bangs o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lynn (with short hair) sitting next to kim horng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;random shot of people who sat behind me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and nik who sat next to me (haha what a horny face)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lynn videoing (i believe she has one of nik blowing bubbles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good old days of PJK =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and set teaching with your friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys at pjk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1450.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;people from other sets waiting to come in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rah n sa volleyballing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1430.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;a tinier devan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the clock in class&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cats!!!! (with sa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115219504012177495?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115219504012177495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115219504012177495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115219504012177495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115219504012177495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/07/vox-populi.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115193579575241387</id><published>2006-07-03T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:09:55.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Floss&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You Floss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bless American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dentistry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/july.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I just kind of realised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JULY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What happened to June???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont really remember June happening at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;School &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUCKED today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LEFT MY FILE ON THE LRT IN THE MORNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cuz all my exercise books are in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and lynn n rah got premila mad. poor darlings. at least Rah liked the dress and shoes we got her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My file is still M.I.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I really should be doing my moral project now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All Bildeners : (the only one i know who might read this is Lin) there will be yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;another gathering on the fourteenth at Bilden. its potluck I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For more info please contact darling sip chen who is organising this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Should start planning Sa's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i hope bee gets fixed. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Several Ways To Die Trying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pacific Sun&lt;/span&gt;, you should have warned us, it gets so&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; cold&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And our flares go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how we've shouted, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;how we've screamed, take notice, take interes&lt;/span&gt;t, take me with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But all our fears fall on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.&lt;br /&gt;And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,&lt;br /&gt;while closing our caskets cold and tight. But I'm dying to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying,&lt;br /&gt;and the climb can kill you long before the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered&lt;br /&gt;just as soon as they are crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we've shouted, how we've screamed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;take notice, take interest, take me with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But all our fears fall on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.&lt;br /&gt;And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,&lt;br /&gt;while closing our caskets cold and tight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I'm dying to live. &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/18635305-115193579575241387?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115193579575241387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115193579575241387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115193579575241387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115193579575241387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-floss.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115124917631635405</id><published>2006-06-25T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:26:16.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Jean Grey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/jean-grey.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death).&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the X-Men Are You?&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/18635305-115124917631635405?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115124917631635405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115124917631635405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115124917631635405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115124917631635405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-jean-grey-although-your-fate.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115047052940221581</id><published>2006-06-16T13:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:08:49.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/gina%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Madam Gina's Wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have posted pictures for all you morons who did not go (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tarrant). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Madam was real pretty in her gown (lacy and backless. o.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everything was simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and sweet. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mary Lourdes was the bridesmaid btw (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ex-bio teacher who ran off to firther her studies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;the ceremony was pretty cool (catholic) &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there was even a script printed in the programme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and there were bits where the audience were supposed to participate in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I was kind of touched/moved &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the ceremony when madam insisted that she wanted to take pictures with us after her family photo instead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;of the other guests. it was so sweet of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Her mommy had to come to look for us. heehee. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that felt kind of like school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;where they run after us to take class pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Madam signing the thingy (Mary Lourdes is in the background)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Madam walking down the isle!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The students who went (i'm like invisible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha madam anne and madam whirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/loh.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MR LOH WENT!!!! with mrsloh but she's not in the pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20073.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;madam and her new husband (not that there was a new one but you get what i mean) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/gina%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Close up of madam. isn't she pweeeteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;was tagged by steffie &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;who was tagged by beebee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;who was tagged by lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 years ago I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A major Nerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had short hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Didn't speak a word of Chinese but was in a Chinese school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had chinese tuition 5 days a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did all my homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh and I met pin ruh, kwee loong, juanhua, rachel, jocelyn, jiashyuan. Most of us are still in the same class today. I dunno what i'd do without them next year. they always seem to be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5 years ago I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;public speaking person who went for competitions (won a trip to aussie! heehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;did none of my homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shifted school and went to my grandfather's school where I became royalty (kind of)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hung out more with friends outside of school (bilden) than in school. school kids just didn't click that well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 year ago I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Really bummed that we weren't in the same class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Made friends with people I NEVER spoke to : Megan, yunn shuen, qing, wei jin, jonathan, wei jians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;surprised that they made us do cats! for the millionth time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sad that we drifted apart (are drifting actually, but we try our best to fix things). Lynn thinks its inevitable. hmph. maybe she's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yesterday I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Stuck in&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; a traffic jam and did not get home till like 8.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Stef and I sang till it rained so that form 5ves could go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Glad that I had a free period (bio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sickened by some article I read on RD about some dude who found it sexually satisfying to kill girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Happy that I learnt bits of our dance. Its cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 most recent songs I listened to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Misquous Girl - Nelly potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;S.O.S - Rhiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O Sole Mio (for my violin exam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fan of your life- goo goo dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For you I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 songs I know all the words to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ai wo bie zhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Deep and Meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Accidentally in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ironic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ideal places for running away to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My study  ,bedroom, and dressing (has all my stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grandma's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aunty's house (mainly houses of family, you get the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vienna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5 things I should be doing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Continuous Writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;practicing my violin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kimia tuition homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moral project essays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5 Biggest joys in my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Old friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 people i tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh and my four poster bed (single) is coming sometime next week!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then you guys can come over or something&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-115047052940221581?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115047052940221581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115047052940221581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115047052940221581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115047052940221581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/06/madam-ginas-weddingi-have-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-115002120318766682</id><published>2006-06-11T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:20:04.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/driving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I passed my driver's license. I can drive legally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;without bribing the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Strangely, it means nothing to me that I can drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'd rather be able to sky dive or fly a plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The on the road test was quite scary though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;examiner was this dude in his thirties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so I got into the car and it was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yan: er.....good afternoon sir....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dude:  ok boleh start sekarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yan drives. forgets to put on saftety belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yan tries to change gear while putting on safety belt. was quite a bad idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dude: so, kamu sudah kahwin tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yan : er...belum.... (wth??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dude: haha bila nak kahwin?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(wth????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nak kahwin dengan saya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yan: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ignores dude but  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;            picks up speed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A LOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;( not that thats possible with a crappy kancil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Luckily I passed and my car didn't die on the way . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But at the going up slope bit I was so nervous I forgot to release the handbrake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The car kept dying and I just sat there wondering why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Luckily this super nice guy standing there asked me if I had released the handbrake. grrr.... was really embarassing cuz lots of people were watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school starts tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gtg. I'm making dinner tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marinated mushrooms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oxtail soup, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lasagna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and cheesecake. yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&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/18635305-115002120318766682?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/115002120318766682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=115002120318766682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115002120318766682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/115002120318766682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-passed-my-drivers-license.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114977302824662196</id><published>2006-06-08T13:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:23:48.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/the%20die%20is%20cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/the%20die%20is%20cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Die IS cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I cu&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rled my hair. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Except they're not curls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;More like waves if you ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's not ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But its not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I would put up a picture but the pictures my laptop takes are ghastly and my camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm taking my driving test tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hope I dont flunk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;crash/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kill anybody/thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Going shopping with momster tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;I saw &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;this white skirt in British India that I really want . heehee. and why am I typing in Italics?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and I'm making dinner on Sunday so I've got to get ingredients tomorrow. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;want to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;French Onion Soup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I dont know where to get gruyere!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've searched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to no avail. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Guess &lt;em&gt;I'll&lt;/em&gt; have to use L'emmental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Love be delicious.&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/18635305-114977302824662196?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114977302824662196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114977302824662196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114977302824662196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114977302824662196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/06/die-is-casti-curled-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114960203293133756</id><published>2006-06-06T13:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:50:55.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND SO THE ANNUAL DILEMMA BEGINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/marcia.3.jpg" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SHOULD I CURL MY HAIR??????????      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The first time i did it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISASTEROUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then I chopped it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;second time was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;OK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but it wasn't the perfect plastic fake looking curls i want. it was more like waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so, question is:   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DO I do it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAIN?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;might be perfect. might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mum's getting her hair done at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Grace salon tomorrow so she asked me if i want to change my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so I have like 14 hrs to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was never very good at this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;heehee so this makes me sound like a total bimbo but hey, what the heck.embrace the bimbo within!!! I'm not so bimbonic sometimes. promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha, I can just hear Rah and Sa telling me to leave my hair alone already. But its a 50/50 gamble, what if I get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERFECT &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;curls? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll never know &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;unless i go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But what if I get fried hair??????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh. and I &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WATCHED KUROSAGI!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AWESOME!!!! yamapi has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK HAIR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and amah's making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;me watch some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lunch lady series thingy. Its japanese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Got to go watch. hello there lin. I hope the hols aren't giving you too much of a bore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114960203293133756?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114960203293133756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114960203293133756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114960203293133756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114960203293133756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-so-annual-dilemma-begins-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114907874200849913</id><published>2006-05-31T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-31T12:32:22.080Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/IMGP1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/cup%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/cup%20cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY THOU&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SANDTH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RAH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm so sorry I couldn't go with the surprise entourage, I had stupid tuition class to go to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm sure you know how I feel =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Exams are over and I can get back to doing NOTHING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Except that I really cant cuz of all the tuition classes lined up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hope to finish the chemistry syllabus by this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;utter madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Daddy just came back from singapore yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He got me a Gucci bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I couldn't believe it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He's usually extremely FRUGAL and does not understand why I would buy anything thats not on sale or over 50. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then he told me he couldn't decide between a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gucci &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHANEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WHY WOULD ANYBODY PICK GUCCI OVER CHANEL???? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Apparrently, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thought I would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nevermind. I'm just grateful he got me something thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;not a bar of chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Oh. and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;apparently timmy and his sister read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello There Timmy and sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and hello Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is any&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;body going for madam Gina's wedding???? I want to go. I think I'll get her a wedgewood teaset. She'll look pretty in her wedding gown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I've FINALLY watched &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERENDIPITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and I LOVE the movie. is so sweet. Kind of like the chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;comic that I love by Jimmy something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its really really cliched but it makes you believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fate / &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Serendipity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;/ Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and what are mandibles?? &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The word's been stuck in my head all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;day. I remember once i told somebody that something had huge mandibles but now i dont remember what they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mandibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mandibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mandible??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_2509i.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Feemee, yan, qing, elsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Heehee for i.u. elsa and I made our own costumes. we sewed and made a piece of garment from scratch!!!!! theme was rome btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_2510i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bee and stef &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;making gallons of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;RIBENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;will put up pictures of lynn and rah.soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Au revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114907874200849913?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114907874200849913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114907874200849913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114907874200849913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114907874200849913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-thou17sandth-birthday-rah-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114804610950876327</id><published>2006-05-19T13:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-19T13:41:49.520Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/18635305-114804610950876327?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114804610950876327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114804610950876327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114804610950876327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114804610950876327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/05/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114578878823571879</id><published>2006-04-23T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:39:48.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last Saturday (or was it last last??) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I met a fisherman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;His name is Nigel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he plays the violin considerably well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;He's also 15 (form 4) and goes to MBSKL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha, but he's SERIOUS about fishing. When I was talking to him, he was reading a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;manual teaching you how to assemble some kind of rod. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Before competitions, he flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;TRENGGANU &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to p&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ractice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mind you, he doesn't skip school or anything but goes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AFTER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;school so that he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;does not miss any lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He BRINGS HIS HOMEWORK along to be done on the boat and fishes till about 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THEN HE FLIES BACK TO KL IN TIME FOR SCHOOL WITH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOMEWORK COMPLETED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;He's just come back from a competition on wednesday (without missing school, of course)  and he's kinda bummed cuz he lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But it was a open competition and how is he supposed to compete with people who have been fishing for more than a century?? (he doesn't see my point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha, liber trip to chocolate factory's this wednesday! I cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh, should really start Nerd-Ing soon.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114578878823571879?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114578878823571879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114578878823571879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114578878823571879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114578878823571879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-saturday-or-was-it-last-last-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114475410558819638</id><published>2006-04-11T10:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:15:05.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayness no school today!&lt;br /&gt;Gramps's birthday was on sunday. He's now&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;20&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;20&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;20&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh gosh we're all getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Rumah Charris (isthathowyouspellit) on Friday. Was ok. Better than last yr's com serve. Wasn't as saddifying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway, Sarah got third for high jump! (at least I think she did) yayness again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Went for leo IU over the weekend (saturday) It was ok. Simple and ran quite smoothly. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The back drop was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;COOL!!!! Yunn Shuen did an excellent job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then I went home to shower and change and go for dinner with Les Hommes Chinois but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I FELL ASLEEP =P &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so I was half an hour late (whoops) and didn't have time to dress properly. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dinner was as fun as fun with les hommes chinois can be. Haha, actually it was pretty good. Yeeling, jo ann, amah, yet shin and leongers came along too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;didn't arrive till 45 mins AFTER i arrived. haha, we were watching power rangers and taking pictures to pass the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Food was yummy. Jianhua must be an expert orderer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They wanted to watch a movie after that but some people had no transport home. Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;time for pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/IMG_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Banghra dancers! So proud of them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pin Ruh , MEgan (assistant OC) , Wee Nie (OC) and Suet mey (emcee)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pin Ruh, Megan and I (blurred jer Min)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I give to you.....baby loong's ultra cool photography skills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eng Huat and I all smiles to take a picture. But its blurr. okaayy. we'll just take another one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But its just as bad (haha, eng huat's scowling)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;FINALLY he takes a clear picture but i look wonky (or maybe my camera's cacat)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;AND GROUCHY'S ALLIIIIIVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_4193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, dinner at some random place in pudu...............................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will publish pictures from com serf soon. and Le Yeux series (the eye) and kwee loong's cam whore series.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114475410558819638?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114475410558819638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114475410558819638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114475410558819638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114475410558819638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/04/yayness-no-school-today-grampss.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114458880066485895</id><published>2006-04-09T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:20:00.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, got this from stepf's lj. UK?? hm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="10" bg border="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bg style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=1435"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#505a84;"&gt;Which country should you REALLY be living in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#505a84;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The United Kingdom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;You have pride in yourself and pride in your country. You believe that history and culture is an important factor to the future of your country, and that traditions and values should be upheld. You love your scones and tea, and reading soppy romance novels. The UK is where you should be... &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;amp;quiz_id=1435"&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" src="http://www.youthink.com/quiz_images/quiz1435outcome6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;amp;quiz_id=1435"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;YouThink.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quizzes and personality tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114458880066485895?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114458880066485895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114458880066485895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114458880066485895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114458880066485895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha-got-this-from-stepfs-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114404636090267188</id><published>2006-04-03T06:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:02:48.870Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! have found A lovely template with nice big space!!!! But the fonts kinda ugly. Do you know how i can change that? and the coulur is mainly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;EGGSHELL. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nothing against that except eggshell is not really my colour. I suppose I cant have evrything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Skipped school today . yayness. did absolutely nothing! well, almost. I did some chem homework in the morning but thats it. Went for qing ming yesterday! It was ever so much fun! Some relatives came from hong kong and they came along too! Apparently they came 12 yrs ago and now that they have returned, my grandparents are gone. Poor them. I'm not sure how we're related but apparently we share the same greatgrandfather or something (whose grave we went to visit.)&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong with all my stuff lately:&lt;br /&gt;1. phone refuses to work properly&lt;br /&gt;2. Camera keeps saying that he has had an error with the memory card =( (so u guys'll have to wait for all those retarded pictures we took)&lt;br /&gt;3. PDA REFUSES to recharge&lt;br /&gt;4. My lovely radio (Le piece resistance of my room) has gone berserk. daddy says I might have to get a more practical one =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......sigh....at least mp3 is working with me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this lovely poem when I watched In Her Shoes. I'm obsessed with it now (mainly the bits from "here is the deepest secret nobody knows"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/graph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;I am never without it(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)&lt;br /&gt;I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)&lt;br /&gt;I want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)&lt;br /&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;&lt;br /&gt;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm....Lynn's probably right about the whole bitch blogging thing. maybe I'll switch to lj. But i love my new template =(&lt;br /&gt;But I think we didnt start blogging in order to hurt other people's feelings even though we feel that we have been hurt by them. I think we started blogging (or rather , I did,if you dont agree) so that we have a record of how we thought or felt at that time in our lives (or maybe not cuz it can be deleted just like that) and also to keep an update on each other's lives without sending lengthy emails to each other. escpecially with friends whom we hardly see anymore or who have gone abroad. dont actually know what conclusion i'm coming to but the office staff must be really free and overpaid to do mundane things like check on what we say about phat pee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114404636090267188?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114404636090267188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114404636090267188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114404636090267188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114404636090267188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-have-found-lovely-template-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114382120472580862</id><published>2006-03-31T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:06:44.726Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. tried to find nice new template. but to no avail. This one's too tiny =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114382120472580862?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114382120472580862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114382120472580862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114382120472580862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114382120472580862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114139564436952393</id><published>2006-03-03T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:20:44.416Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/hh-brokenhearted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/hh-brokenhearted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/heart%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/heart%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/heart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why do people have to backstab people all the time? even when you didnt do anything wrong? Or at least you don't remember doing anything wrong? If you truly are a friend, why do you join in backstabbing your friends? Is it so difficult to stand up to defend your friend? Why is it so difficult to take a stand?&lt;br /&gt;Whats up with backstabbers? Its so lame and cowardly. Just tell that person to their face. And why backstab a person by bi**hing to her friends as well? and if she considers them her friends, why do they agree and bitch as well? what kind of cowards are we producing?&lt;br /&gt;When I make friends with a person (which is quite difficult) but when I do, I place absolute trust in them. So why would they want to betray this loyalty I have for them? and why is it so difficult to find a loyal friend who would do the same for you?&lt;br /&gt;and why do people make things so complicated? why cant people just be friends? Just simple, innocent but true friendship?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont like a person and you are capable of bitching about them behind their backs, why remain friends with them? Do you know how it hurts to find out? Wouldn't you rather have one true friend who would stand up for you unconditionally rather than a whole bunch of friends who will happilybetray you?&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that friends of so many years can do this to you. that they would readily turn their backs on you just when one person backstabs you. It hurts to know that people would do this even when you have not done the same. it makes you see the truth in them: that they are cowardly and childish. Really, what kind of pleasure do they get out of this? Do they get paid? Does making your friends verbally betray you make them feel better than you? Does this prove that they are superior and more likeable? Because really, it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;It just leaves the other disappointed and brokenhearted. Disappointed that a person whom you have known for years turns out to be somebody whom you don't know at all. and broken hearted that they are capable of such stupidity and cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/Broken_Heart4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/brokenhearted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114139564436952393?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114139564436952393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114139564436952393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114139564436952393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114139564436952393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-do-people-have-to-backstab-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-114069173851976023</id><published>2006-02-23T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:49:00.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Whats happening to our high school life? Its almost the end of FEBRUARY!! Gosh....and to think school just started and first term hols are round the corner already (AFTER the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school today in order to sleep and study. But all I've managed to do is sleep, watch &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Actually, make quiche and a toblerone cheese cake. Sigh. Maybe I'll just flunk the first term. the Kiasu in me tells me that thats not an option but the rest of me is not listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Over. Leadership Camp is.Over. Librarian Installation is Over as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh............&lt;br /&gt;But it was such a blast while it happened. I guess thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Leadership Camp was really awesome! Eng Huat and I were facilitators of Group eleven! (my darlings) a.k.a. The Funky Monkeys. They won The TEAM CHALLENGE and came out second for best group. I'm actually really surprised because i did not expect to function as a team by themselves but thanks to their kickass leader (Rachel Heah), THEY DID!&lt;br /&gt;The firedrill thing was funny and everyone looked great on retro night (only those who had bothered to dress up, mind you)&lt;br /&gt;I think The Mystery was the most fun. We HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN! For like Famine or something. But the kids asked some really stupid questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Why do you think you are crazy?&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think you look bitchy?&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on...................................&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun to organise it and act it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/IMG_3790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DREAM TEAM- before the Final Showdown which made them CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3804.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The indispensable facilitators&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Groups 11 &amp; 12! Funky monkeys and Powers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Elsa In dirty dirty wig. She looks great though. no surprise there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Us on REtro Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/IMG_3836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;......&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And Once again &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Je Te Presente ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The FUNKY MONKEYS *&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hearts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Camp really changed my point of view of many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people whom I used to dislike just because turned out to be nice and i was just really prejudiced all along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends really are the most capable, berkaliber, most patient people in the world. If not, a certain body will be dead and the camp would not have happened at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eng Huat (who used to be just the handphone guy) is now a singing yowling/yoddling fellow facilitator and friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuo Jian is hotass in a skirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My phone alarm is uber annoying (even though I couldn't hear it =p)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad things happen to good people (pui yee's phone was stolen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack and Eng Huat must be one of the sweetest people &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canteen food is not so bad afterall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can touch the canteen ceiling!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can sing tong hua all day and not get sick of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confessions is quite a nice song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;hm....thats all i can think of for now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;will get pictures from installation soon.....we posered around a bit with the prefects. so...there are quite a number of pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-114069173851976023?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/114069173851976023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=114069173851976023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114069173851976023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/114069173851976023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-happening-to-our-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113975376588074668</id><published>2006-02-12T13:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:16:05.916Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Could this day get any worse?&lt;br /&gt;Its the end of the weekend, the end of chinese new year and I've lost my lrt card.........&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I lost my school diary. Cuz my sister got mugged and my diary was in her bag. Poor thing. Her mp3 is gone.....but luckily her phone was smart enough to fall out of her bag while they snatched it. She's rewarding her phone by giving it new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Times square with bee and lynn yesterday. We had so much fun but didn't buy anything. Cant wait to watch the japanese series lynn bought.&lt;br /&gt;Went to klcc with fluffers today to buy zeng zhou's present. because I'm a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;I got him black shades, a cute pen and zara shoes, which he probably doesn't really deserve but luckily for him I loved them and I had to get them for him. Fluffers thinks that it would be weird to receive shoes for one's birthday and he thought i should've gotten him a card reader instead. but nah, shoes are cool. They had black slightly pointy WAY shiny shoes for men but they came in like size 100 so I didn't get them. =(&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I havent done my boxes. Mommy's gonna help me with them later. whoops. They're for chocolates for valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;Jern's leaving on the sixteenth for adelaide. and she'll only be back in dec. sigh. everybody's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentine's Day on Tuesday and except for 3 of us, the rest of us will be spending the day alone together. Again; Naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Which isn't a big deal, really. Because I think that when you meet the love of your life. Time stops. haha, totally irrelavant. But yeah when you meet THE love of your life, every time your heart was broken, every valentine's day you had to spend alone, everytime at anytime in your life you felt all emo and morbid would be worth it just because of him and that you're with him now.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that lovely?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113975376588074668?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113975376588074668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113975376588074668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113975376588074668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113975376588074668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/02/could-this-day-get-any-worse-its-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113941192195729446</id><published>2006-02-08T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:18:41.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out new depressing template. Will change it as soon as I'm sick of it. (should be pretty soon cuz the songs get annoying). Supposed to be studying for bio test. Gave up after three chapters. Nothing will stick in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;I missed kwong the other day. When I went to bsc. Wanted to call her to ask her to come along. then I realised that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SHE'S NOT HERE!!!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so crushed. Dont you all agree that she sounds so stressed? It was so brave of her to skip a whole year. and lynn's less sad now (i believe she was actually happy on monday). Good for her. I like happy lynnie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will attempt to cram some bio again....bye bye blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113941192195729446?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113941192195729446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113941192195729446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113941192195729446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113941192195729446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/02/check-out-new-depressing-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113915320378639285</id><published>2006-02-05T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:26:43.800Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="&lt;img src=" src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/Juju21/1044699613_ersTitania.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You are Titania! She was the ruler of all faeries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus, was a royal pain, even if she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha....oh really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/Juju21/quizzes/Which%20MidSummer"&gt;Which MidSummer's Night Dream Character Are You? 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School starts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin had his engagment party last night and I've got to go for some registration ceremony thing later. He wont have his wedding untill later this year just because all the coolest places have already been booked. haha how typical. Talked to Gavin about my essay last night (or rather, this morning) and now I actually have something to write about! Chen tried to help but all he came up with was this: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/19458153029560l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/19458153029560l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to be inspired by a bunch of candles?! Apparently it was something he made for his girlfriend for her birthday. How sweet. Didn't know that he had it in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chinese New Year was a blast! A whole week of eating, collecting money, the occasional gamble and a reason to look your best everyday. Will post picture of me in yukata soon (for beebee) . The shanghai Red lipstick was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and will post pictures from my birthday as soon as I receive them from Kwong. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank You all SOOOO Much for everyrhing you've done! The banner, cake, presents, video bla bla bla. It was all wonderful and really made everything perfect. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with, of course the HUGE blemish that stef and sarah could not come but that was inevitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh and I've got to post pictures of my presents because sarah has not seen them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, so much has happened since my last post (maybe I should update more frequently)&lt;br /&gt;1.Wei Jin and I are 17 =(&lt;br /&gt;2.I'm now the proud owner of a hair iron straightener thing&lt;br /&gt;3. Kwong is now back in Aussie =(&lt;br /&gt;4.I'm probably 5 inches wider&lt;br /&gt;5.I can now more or less understand whats going on at a mahjong game! (still a little hazy though)&lt;br /&gt;6. My cousin's engaged or rather, registered (apparently this still allows you to receive angpows and exempts you from giving out any because you have not had the banquet and tea ceremony)&lt;br /&gt;7.Pin Ruh's back from Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;and so on. cant really remember everything. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually reading A Short History of nearly Everything. (courtesy Of the school library) and it is surprisingly good. Jianhua told me it was dead boring, but its NOT. Its actually quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I went to BSC the other day to do some food shopping and.........&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;BOOKBINDERS IS OPEN THERE (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or rather has just been opened) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE THEIR ORGANISERS!!!!! AND its cheaper than singapore!!! (only slightly though, but the point is: THEY'RE HERE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;mummy generously bought me an organizer as I was broke from all the food shopping. I wanted to cook a four-course dinner and everything amounted to almost 200 dollars. I didn't go to chen's house so that i could cook. =(. But dinner was really good. appetizer: marinated mushrooms and French onion soup Main courses: ravioli in white clam sauce and Cod cooked in lemon and thyme Dessert: peach sherbert. yum yum yum yum. My family loved it too (except I'm the only one who loves Cod fish) Oh and I've Finally watched memoirs of a Geisha (loved the setting and gong li was hot but acting was weird and aren't her eyes supposed to be grey??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've Finally watched &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PRIDE &amp;amp; PREJUDICE &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and i lllove it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth is pretty and jane is so sweet. Pemberley is GORGEOUS!!!! script was excellent and MR. Darcy is absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being difficult and refuses to upload any pictures. *glares at blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have bewitched me body and soul, and i Love...I Love...I Love you. I never wish to be parted from you as of this day." (or something along those lines) &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh! Swooness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh......must bugger off for registration thing.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113911669883594214?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113911669883594214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113911669883594214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113911669883594214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113911669883594214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-supposed-to-be-doing-my_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113790944164478910</id><published>2006-01-22T05:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-22T05:57:21.663Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/Picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Have not blogged in awhile (almost three weeks i think) and I'm now updating the thing due to popular demand. the past weeks have been crazy and fully loaded with TONS of homework. I have not watched a second of TV since school started so I fullt intend to watch Raising Helen (courtesey of Megan) later. I've finally finished MAKING my invitations and they're finally in the post (provided that my dad's secretary remembers to post them)&lt;br /&gt;I bought a tube of chanel lipstick yesterday to go with my kimono thing for new year. Its &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHANGHAI RED&lt;/span&gt;!! woohoo! love it to bits. All my other lip colours are pretty natural so I wanted something really sharp. oh and zeng zhou gave me black coloured contacts (which I love) but I cannot fathom why he would get them because a) we are still not talking (I dont know why either) and b) my birthday isn't untill next week. Still, how can I not accept free stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Here's some stuff that happened since school started:&lt;br /&gt;I sit next to perashant (weirdness),&lt;br /&gt;librarians are getting blazers (yay!),&lt;br /&gt;Gina is engaged(we think) , Gina hates me,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PASSED MY THEORY EXAM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(which is a big deal for me because I studied the entire syllabus on my own in three days during the school final exams) st least all that stress was worth it, I also passed my undang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jianhua is now seventeen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Grandpa is now back in the uk, Lynn's back in kl, Kyo is back in japan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I bought a whole sucession of Pda's, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;watched wallace and gromit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I still dont have a note-booky thing whilst everyone else has matching ones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;still in dire need of big black square chanel shades and shiny little backpack, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;my chemistry experiments are unbelievable lately (keep getting perfect results as opposed to having to modify my results by A LOT) , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we're allowed to eat in bm, Have to stay back almost everyday(which also means getting home REALLY late as I also have tuition on an almost daily basis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Have less zits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Matthews hates me too (poorthing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but moses and everybody else is ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Poor sarah is morbid and in smo, stef couldn't go to sam's party cuz she had to have a HAIRCUT, and I couldn't go because I had to go shopping (it was an imperative from momster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Downloaded the Madagascar Penguins in a Christmas Capel (which I thought was better than wallance and gromit (isthathowyouspellit?))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113790944164478910?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113790944164478910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113790944164478910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113790944164478910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113790944164478910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha-have-not-blogged-in-awhile-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113620749187615616</id><published>2006-01-02T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:11:31.886Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i suppose you all already knew that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition and spent the rest of the day shopping for a sari with kyo. She looks really cool in it (will post pics soon). I love my hp ipaq!! I decided to get a smaller one minus the fingerprint reader.. Too bad they didnt make one with a retina scanner. that would've been really really cool! sigh.......see you guys tomorrow. man.... we'll be taking spm. The stress will be on for the next eleven months or so. I wana be in form 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113620749187615616?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113620749187615616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113620749187615616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113620749187615616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113620749187615616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-starts-tomorrow-but-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113595332007092357</id><published>2005-12-30T14:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:35:20.083Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha went to klcc, times square and midvalley with&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; steph &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kyo&lt;/span&gt; today! We had loads of fun. Of course kyo was the only one doing any shopping. It was like everything was free. Oh man, I wish i could afford to shop like that. Not that I would, I'd just enjoy knowing that I could.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and steph and I finally got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DENG &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DENG &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DENG &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DENG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/13531749_xl.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/13531749_xl.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahahahaha!!!Love it to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh and Kyo gave me a yutaka!!!!! WWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Its a summer kimono thing. One of my lifelong dreams have come true! I absolutely love it. It comes with the butterfly thing that you stick at the back!&lt;br /&gt;and she's totally cool -a pro para para dancer! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18635305-113595332007092357?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113595332007092357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113595332007092357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113595332007092357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113595332007092357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahaha-went-to-klcc-times-square-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113578402866051917</id><published>2005-12-28T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-28T15:33:48.693Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Haha I did most of my homework and passed them up on time and i went &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BOWLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Oh and i joined some orchestra thingy. I also bought flowers for all my friends for valentine's and went for an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;overnight trip with people from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I RAN DURING SPORTS DAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plus loads of other stuff but it might bore you to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bother making any. But I resolve to become even &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;nerd&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IER &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;than i am now. which means actually doing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;important homework and no cramming during exams because I WILL study..................i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;er...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;My grandma. dont want to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;er....my birthday....elsa's n kim's dinner, cats again, langkawi trip, librarian lunch. Well obviously because I had fun and I was with all my friends whom i love. why do they ask why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;i ran 400m during sports day and i did not get last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to say goodbye to my.......................................grandma =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;Does temporal mental illness count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;A VIOLIN! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt; Jun Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;haha dont want to name any names but starts with an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;S &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and ends with an  -anley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Towards the growth of the economy? I wish i knew where it all went....then i could get it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;hAHA, nothing really. I'm excited most of the time therefore its hard to get really, really, really excited (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is this making sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;a) happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;happier&lt;br /&gt;b) thinner or fatter?&lt;br /&gt;same.&lt;br /&gt;c) richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;Getting in touch with my old friends and studying and studying and maybe a bit more studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How did you spend Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;With family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;haha, cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What were your favorite TV programs?&lt;br /&gt;Some cantonnese drama thing thats not on anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought i did, but i realise I pity her more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;Anna Kaernina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that...I still cannot do a vribrato properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;my violin? but that might be more of a need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;haha..you dont want to ask me that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;cant remember any particularly good ones. I liked the corpse bride because i watched it with my friends and narnia also because the company was good. not the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOVED &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my birthday!! I couldnt celebrate it because my grandma passed away. But lynn and bee got me a cake anyway and they (stef, sarah, elsa, lynn n bee) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RECITED&lt;/span&gt; the birthday song without candles n whatnot. It was sooo thoughtful and sweet of them. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;Having all of us in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;er....slightly strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;my darling friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i discovered that edison chen is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;They passed some eezlumik law where when you marry a first second third or fourth wife. ALL her property is automatically yours. all those poor women.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;my daschund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005&lt;br /&gt;Visit your grandparents everyday and dont let your puppies near the pond unattended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;br /&gt;You hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad but I'd do it again just to live what we had. Damn thats sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113578402866051917?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113578402866051917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113578402866051917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113578402866051917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113578402866051917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113576589589531663</id><published>2005-12-28T10:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:31:36.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aha! I've got a new template. But i'm too lazy to change the tag colours yet....blegh...but the old colours look SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;AWFUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is this layout any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know you still cant see pictures properly but aiyar...couldnt find a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NICE &amp; BIG &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;template&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe school is starting so soon. I cant even remember what i did during the hols. I remember lots of tuition and cats and thats about it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh no! i'm turning into a grandma already&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lynn sounds like she's having loads of fun in japan. maybe i should go too! But i wana visit julia in guangzhou too.....choices choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/fairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i Found this pic while looking for blog templates . Isn't it sad? why would a little girl in a pretty pooffy fairy costume be sad? ok. stupid question. but the theme of the blog was something about being left alone and how dreams were not meant to come true. How morbid. So I was wondering, what happens if you dont live the fairytale ending and your dreams did not come true? We all think (at least education wants us to)that  every day we live, every step we take is supposed to lead us to some kind of ultimatumish thing where every dream/ambition we have is supposed to come true. what if it doesn't???then wont our lives become a big waste of food water and oxygen?(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok, so maybe not)&lt;/span&gt; we could always find other things to pursue but deep in our hearts we know we would be settling for second best. how terrible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, steph ,stef and sarah have agreed to chip in for the tiffany bracelets! How nice of them. Oh, and i just received a christmas card from sarah. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANKS SARAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its so sweet of her. the card's really cute with lots of cute santa's piled in front. and it came in a  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;burgundy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;envelope. bee bee has just discovered my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;HELLO BEE BEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My mad parents want to get me a pda (dont know why i need one) so my mom, aunty and i went to low yat to check some out. haha, the hp ipaq is pretty cool. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its got a biometric fingerprint reader! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its cool &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;even though i dont know why it needs one either. I've got a choice between a pda or a creative zen mp3 thingy. choices choices....maybe i wont get either and just ask for a shoes. or just ask for nothing and insist that they not waste their money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113576589589531663?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113576589589531663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113576589589531663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113576589589531663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113576589589531663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/aha-ive-got-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113565894689578657</id><published>2005-12-27T03:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T04:49:06.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/Picture%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha, I'm finally updating my blog- at sarah's request.&lt;br /&gt;I tried changing my template cuz&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm getting sick of it&lt;br /&gt;2. so many complaints&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot seem to find any nice ones that arent like too small, hard to read bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;last thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WENT OUT WITH MY BILDEN FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then i had to go home for guo dong and ergo could not make it to sarah's production&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bilden alumni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and i went to 1u to watch narnia. haha, we went to eat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chinese food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;which is REALLY weird for me cuz i normally have chinese with my family. Anyway, gramps (jun hao) decided this was best as there were eleven of us PLUS the dim sum was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;50% off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;most of us made it except&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;james ,jo yee, aitert, yih lin n yih wei n brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but it was fun cuz i havent seen them in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGES!!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we got the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;biggest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;table in the restaurant in front of the wedding cake! lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the movie was ok. I found the kids a bit irritating cuz they were SO cowardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;us in chinese restaurant- jern's taking the pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me, gramps and yi peng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02357.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hai Ming and tze xuan (fluffy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha, us on the escalator (with fluff n ming behind-the two whitish blobs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/Picture%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ivie and jern ai! (man they're all getting prettier whereas I look increasingly like a mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my sister(shan), jern, amah, and ivie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me, gramps! and sabrina! (haha, so i was wearing my mom get-up =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yi peng (sister of jun hao) , fluffers and sip chen! (haha,check out the phone on chen's arm!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;darling jern and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/DSC02373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ahaha, scary pic (escpecially with my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;METAL MOUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GROUP PIC! top row frm left :Fluffers, shan, ivie, pin ruh, haiming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bottom row from left: Jern! me, yi peng! gramps! sabrina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love them all soooo much! cant believe i lived a whole year without contacting them. NEVER AGAIN. dunno how i lived without them. stupid stupid yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway, will post other pics some other time gtg buy some stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113565894689578657?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113565894689578657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113565894689578657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113565894689578657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113565894689578657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/haha-im-finally-updating-my-blog-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113474195706580663</id><published>2005-12-16T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:38:22.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Which My Heart Is Broken.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just reformatted and upgraded my comp which is really great but ALL MY PICTURES ARE GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL MY PICTURES ARE GONE!&lt;br /&gt;EVERY SINGLE IMAGE&lt;br /&gt;EVERY BYTE I HAVE EVER TAKEN WITH MY CAMERA IS OFFICIALLY GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GONE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;GONE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GONE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm going to die of a broken heart soon....So if you never hear from me again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. Dont &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;worry, all arrangements for the disposal of my all too mortal body have been made. I shall donate my books to any deprived child who cannot afford them and all my darling shoes to some orphanage in Tibet.&lt;/span&gt;ALL my pictures, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only proof of my evidence, so cruelly taken away from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with kok shin and stef for undang today . I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t was UNBELIEVABLY BORING. Imagine like a kh class for FIVE HOURS. Sarah yawn so hard, her jaws would fall off. Oh well, at least we've gotten it over with.Besides, at least th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e company was good. we made lists of categories we will have for the official unofficial awardy thing. Do you think its time we changed the title?and so you know only sixty plus ppl turned out for this year's prom? (heard frm stef). How terrible. We have to do something about that and make sure that doesn't happen next year. and lynn's leaving soon. in like an hour. sigh, cant believe she gets to miss school. I'm insanely jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and perhaps love wasn't that great. The plot was unclear and the songs were repetitive. and the costumes were comme ci comme ca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to give everyone of us a Tiffany charm bracelet thingy for our birthdays! fake ones of course, cant afford real ones yet.Us being ppl whom we hang out with at school everyday. stephstefelsarahlynnbee. and they're for your birthdays. If anybody has any objections please inform me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/1600/13531749_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6364/1828/320/13531749_xl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/18635305-113474195706580663?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113474195706580663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113474195706580663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113474195706580663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113474195706580663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-which-my-heart-is-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113453580878698037</id><published>2005-12-14T04:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-14T05:13:34.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant beleive I have to go for class later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blegh woke up at twelve and i've just been informed that I gotta go for class later =(.............oh wait.......Rachel just called and she cant make it. Yay! Maybe i dont have to go afterall!&lt;br /&gt;Went for my grandma's birthday dinner yesterday. I nearly forgot about it (whoops!) untill my mom reminded me the night before. I got her a set of annick goutal parfums (la saisons) so everything turned out ok at first. We had catering done by some shanghainese restaurant from marriott i think. It could've been westin.My mad cousins ordered 999 roses for the party. We unpetaled them and sprinkled the petals on the floor. The house looked quite nice and the smell of roses was everywhere cuz every step you take, you would be crushing some poor rose's petals and the smell would waft into the air.Felt quite dirty after awhile actually, but no one else seemed to share my opinion. Sometime during the evening, my cousins got bored and wanted to do some steamboat thing so I was asked to get the contraption ready. So dutifully I plugged the thing in. when I turned on the switch, there was a bright FLASH of white light followed by a THUNDEROUS BOOM!!!!!!!!...............................................................................................then darkness......................&lt;br /&gt;great. So I blew a couple of fuses and we were forced to continue our evening bathed in candlelight. Luckily there was a natural breeze blowing so it wasnt humid.&lt;br /&gt; will post pics some other day.&lt;br /&gt;                 reading some book called Rosie Dunne. Its hilarious for a chic lit book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113453580878698037?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113453580878698037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113453580878698037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113453580878698037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113453580878698037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/cant-beleive-i-have-to-go-for-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113413285736734850</id><published>2005-12-09T12:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:30:15.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In which I had a bloody nightmare(literally)&lt;br /&gt;       I dreamt that a bunch of us (I'm not really sure who now,but zeng zhou was there) murdered zainab and michelle (not yap. my violin teacher's daughter). i'm not really sure why either. I remember strangling zainab with a librarian tie. I think I did it but in my dream i was watching as a third party. and we slit open michelle's throat (I'm not sure why because she is such a sweet child) but it was dark and there was no blood. and zeng zhou was like where's the trakea?&lt;br /&gt;      anyway, we left our victims for dead, and on our way out, everybody managed to escape unnoticed except me. Some lady came and asked if I had seen zeng zhou and zainab. I told her I hadn't seen them since the day before and was soooo releived when she believed me and walked away, because my heart was pounding in my chest like mad, I could even hear the echoes in my ears and i was stammering like crazy. all this happened at about late evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I went to school through the front gate (which is REALLY weird)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and I saw zainab standing in the foyer with in a black kebaya and her horrid plastic specs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She was glaring at me like crazy and threatened to report my murderous ways to fat P. I was TERRIFIED!!! I had to beg her (on my knees) for mercy!!! ................but to no avail...she vowed to haunt me and bring me to justice!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh no.......&lt;br /&gt;     I took a ktm to flee from the now evil zainab. In my moments of desperation, I called grandpa (jun Hao) to SAVE MEEEEE!!! Like the responsible child he normally is, He soon came in his pajero, skillfully steering on the train's tracks. Just like in an action movie, I somehow broke a window with my fists and climbed through the windows and into the temporary safety of grandpa's pajero.&lt;br /&gt;     For some obscure reason, Gramps drove me to what seemed like Takashimaya. He dropped me off at the underground car park and left for a dental appointment. Then as the car pulled away......there stood... ZAINAB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I remember running a lot and holding a mop. (because i accidentally shoved the stupid mop into my own face while running) then sarah came with a basin of water and made me wash my hands. I was like ??!!! I'm like busy!&lt;br /&gt;.    Then some green goo comes to mind. nothing else. I probably woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to midval with steph today for lunch. We brainstormed a bit for prom and here are some ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.as we are afterall, librarians (except prefect goh) we could host a meeting and come up with a committee. In the lecture theatre of course.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have prom in a colonial mansion at klpac instead of hotel.&lt;br /&gt;-meaning we have to decorate&lt;br /&gt;-and cater&lt;br /&gt;-and hire dj&lt;br /&gt;....sounds expensive? its not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we charge 75-120 a ticket&lt;br /&gt;its:&lt;br /&gt;      75 x 180 =13500&lt;br /&gt;      120 x 180 =21600&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure ten thousand is enough to cover an event&lt;br /&gt;3.Get photographers to cover event so ppl can like order albums and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like sarah's committee nightmare is coming true. But i figured we could find a really kind soul to be the event manager of the night and make sure evrything runs smoothly. we could pay him and give him a free meal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113413285736734850?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113413285736734850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113413285736734850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113413285736734850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113413285736734850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-which-i-had-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113403379225220158</id><published>2005-12-08T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:47:38.990Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In which I dont actually have to go out for a whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I excercised to day! which is a big deal for me because i havent spontaneously, willingly, and initiatively sweat for like, a year? Normally i just go for yoga once a week and thats it, no more vigorous activity.But today, when I woke up at about eight, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and there was not a cloud in the sky, and i thought, heck, why not? so i yoga-ed a bit by the pond before popping off to consume my nutritious and fiberous yet almost delicious breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, prom was quite fun (well more fun than i thought it would be). We rented gowns from some bridal store and wore tiaras (figured we could be as silly as we wanted to be since it wasnt even our prom) with HUGE square sunglasses (tacky i know, but we couldn't resist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with my aunts the day before that (tuesday, i presume). They just got back from some meditation course thingy in india the week before. India sounds awesome! They got me loads of useless random things like 10 one dollar shawls (I have almost all the colours of the rainbow now), an egg cup (??), some silver models of an elephant family, a candlebra (which now resides in my bathroom), and loads of other useless things. I know I should be grateful (which i am,just should be more grateful) but they really shouldn't have.I suppose they felt they had to contribute to the indian economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went mad shopping at klcc, then bukit bintang, THEN 1U. We started at like 9.30 in the morning and only ended at like 10pm. The cashiers were running to like 4 figures ,its like they've been banned to shop for a century and have suddenly been let loose in a sale (which they were; let loose on a sale i mean). They even got me some more stuff. I got this cool corset top thingy but the tie tie things are in the front and some more shoes and some skirts and a few other tops.They plan to go shopping AGAIN next week. they're convinced that new clothes will just keep arriving every week untill christmas or new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks were quite hectic and i had to go for some class or other everyday. Thank goodness I had nothing to do today. watched reruns of finding nemo and love actually. a nice mindless activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read sarah's blog about letting things be and stuff. i think its a pretty good idea. I've probabaly been doing it all along but the result being, you never fall in love, at all. But thats not so bad. At least when you're not in love(thats what i think they're still calling it) you dont have to be obsessed. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should meet up with steph SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18635305-113403379225220158?l=delightingyoualways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/feeds/113403379225220158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18635305&amp;postID=113403379225220158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113403379225220158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18635305/posts/default/113403379225220158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-which-i-dont-actually-have-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129715579273995394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18635305.post-113377936886731109</id><published>2005-12-05T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-05T11:20:50.720Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.delightingyoualways.blogspot.com/"&gt;second star to the right::straight on till morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.....got tagged by steff (I just learned today that in this context being 'tagged' means I have to come up with five random things about myself.) Although I find this rather pointless i shall comply to amuse myself and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five random things about yan&lt;br /&gt;1.I like to stick things in the microwave. (as you all know, its not always food. In fact, i rarely put food in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I DETEST ALL SMOKERS. (In my opinion,they should all be put to death(mandatory), or they can be tortured by me. I'll put them in a white empty room in strait jackets seated in a circle. Light a million cigarettes (all that second hand smoke!) and play crazy frog 24/7 for a YEAR. F.Y.I, food and refreshments will not be provided so they will not last long) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I'd like to dance in a harem in istanbul one day.(Sounds totally scandalous. But do they still make non whore harems?Is there like a respectable harem kind of thing? Is a harem not respectable??no clue. I
